Silent Sunday

“But listen to me. For one moment
quit being sad. Hear blessings
dropping their blossoms
around you.”
― Mawlana Jalal-al-Din Rumi

fields of daisies

I surrendered to the silence
of what I thought I knew.
In fields of luminous daisies,
I sensed a déjà vu!

I knelt on the ground
of boundless gratitude
a moment in time,
a divine interlude.

I had been here before,
beneath the sanguine skies
where flowers spoke of blessings
and love eulogized.

©AllysoAlly2018
 

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Visceral view

“May all that is unlived in you blossom into a future graced with love.”
John O’Donohue, Anam Cara: A Book of Celtic Wisdom

visceral views 2

I stepped into transparency, so truth could be known,
this little girl standing
in a fearless zone!

My tears surrounded me in glistening lights,
pearls of wisdom,
a breathtaking sight!

Wild flowers swayed in captivating hues,
landscapes of heaven from a visceral view.

I dived into oceans of amazing grace,
eternally submerged
in a loving embrace.

I knew deep sadness would always remain,
he said I’d grow stronger,
I wasn’t afraid!

My truth spilled out across distant galaxies,
a conduit of all
unsaid maladies.

I looked in the heart of blood and tears,
where sacred fragments held
countless prayers.

and music resonated
in tinkling streams,
with passing reflections of liquid light beams.

©AllysoAlly2018
 

Dancing between two worlds,,

Your body is woven from the light of heaven.
Are you aware that its purity and swiftness
is the envy of angels and its courage keeps even devils away?”
― Rumi

dancing between two worlds

I am the stillness
of faint vibrations
emanating from
my soul,
where heaven and earth
converge
in nature’s
luminescence.

On golden ponds
dragonflies frolic,
while heavenly language
speaks not in words
but signs
and wonders.

and I’m ushered into this
dance of belonging,
a remembrance of you.

The veil lifts
and I see
the Universe stretched out
in irresistible love,
an ethereal atmosphere
where your presence
softens
the grief that afflicts
my heart.

©AllysoAlly2018

A message written in the stars…

“But I know, somehow, that only when it is dark enough can you see the stars.”
― Martin Luther King Jr.

milky way

Our power was off for 24 hours.
In the beginning we were quite hopeful that it would not take long to come on,
but by Sunday morning despair had started to kick in.
All our devices shut down and our Mobile phone batteries ran dry.
We had hardly any contact with the outside world except for an old landline.
No information was coming through.
It got me to thinking about hope and how true this saying is:
“hope deferred makes the heart sick”.

Even though we made the best of the day, hope slowly faded as the next night approached.
We began to wonder if the power would ever come on.
Living in Africa some people have been in situations where their power goes off for a week.
It was as though we let all our fears dance around us and our troubles seemed to pool up and intensify in this pitch black night.

By Sunday night we were already discussing what we should do with our meat if it defrosted and making contingency plans for the next day if the power didn’t come on.

Then we stepped outside…….
There was only a slither of moon and the sky was ablaze with a million stars.
We couldn’t see our hands in front of us and in the pitch dark, it took our breath away.
We were shown a different vantage point; a sea of hope.
No matter what befalls us the Divine still has our back.
In that moment we felt part of eternity’s wonderment.

Then as we were getting ready for bed by candle light the power came on.

Hope is so precious, it’s important to keep it alive……

I lost hope in darkness,
when fear grew tall,
it overshadowed
my form
no spark at all!

Imprisoned by hopelessness
thoughts were running wild.
in lands
of faithless imaginings
I was exiled.

The deeper I dug my grave
in pits of despair
fear consumed me,
and promises
could not be heard.

Foreboding apparitions,
devoured dreams,
blinded by affliction,
I searched
for a beam.

From my window
I saw flickering
in the night skies,
the universe burst open
right before my eyes!

Motionless in the Cosmos,
bedazzled
by the Milky Way,
despondency was driven out
by this radiant display.

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All around me….

Gradually, you will learn acquaintance with the invisible form of your departed;
And when the work of grief is done, the wound of loss will heal,
and you will have learned to wean your eyes from that gap in the air, and be able to enter the hearth in your soul where your loved one has awaited your return all the time….
― John O’DonohueTo Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings

black and white

He is the falling leaves of autumn,
he is the soft rain
that quenches my longing.
Seashells are the color of his love,
and shimmering sands,
commemorate his footprints.
The Indian ocean holds the memory of his beautiful form.

As wind lovingly rustles his name among the trees,
birds call out to remind me of him,
They are his presence with me,
every day.
Even when light fades,
fluttering appears at my window
to gladden my faint heart.

Clouds scribble messages
on sapphire skies.
where celestial beings dazzle me with silver linings
full of his praise.

The child in me remembers his playfulness
and sees visions of his light,
the bright entity he is,
all around me,
within my heart,
my superman.

He lulls me to sleep when tears drench me in sorrow.

Night beckons me
to dream,
and I wait,
but he is silent.
I sleepwalk in the darkness looking for him
and I rummage around
searching shadows to find him.
Faint outlines soften my grief…

When the moon peaks in my window,
he says “hello”
and his light touches mine.
I see his reflection in the moon’s luminous glow.
Stars twinkle memories from light years away.

Then at the break of day, his bedroom door creaks open,
and I see him in the passageway,
awash in the golden light of dawn….

There is only a thin gossamer veil between us,
and I’m slowly learning to wean my eyes from the gap in the air.

©AllysoAlly2018

Everlasting Jubilee

“Our death is our wedding with eternity.”
― Rumi

Today we set my son’s ashes free into the ocean. It was a spur of the moment thing.
The day was magical and the ocean was warm..

a soul set free

The ocean received your body,
waves absorbed my tears.
I heard your song of freedom
whispering in my ears.

As you dance in cosmic vistas,
far from Earthly pain
your spirit keeps on soaring;
remembrance forever remains.

There are no goodbyes in heaven,
just a lucent diaphanous veil.
I touch you with my spirit
as though I’m interpreting braille.

Your path is festooned with flowers,
as far as the eye can see,
in a star bedazzled universe,
everlasting jubilee!

festooned with flowers

and as we drove home, this magnificent creature honored us with his presence….

a horsie

©AllysoAlly2018