Dandelion messages…

dandelion messages

Faith took flight
in fragile pods,
keeping their promise,
to return
to God…
Blowing wishes across the skies,
allowing hope to be realized…

©Ally2019

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Love…

“The most telling and profound way of describing the evolution of the universe would undoubtedly be to trace the evolution of love.”
― Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

love

Should I speak of love 

and its delectable parts
how it crashes in
overwhelms the heart? ♡
how it softly whispers 
in liquid streams,
casts its breath,
it intervenes…
Pours out like unrelenting tides
unveils the radiance
of humankind…

 
©Ally2019

Recipe for removal of bitterness…

I was going to participate in the poetry month for April but I realize it takes up so much of my time, so I’m going to do it intermittently… 🙂
This is my recipe for April the first! (one day late)

recipe for bitterness

Mix in sweet gratitude and let it seep…
Take dollops
of surrender
And pour in deep…
Let presence enfold you
immersing the pain,
on a low heat of forgiveness
whisk in the remains…
of grace and mercy,
with heapfuls of love,
blended with compassion,
and using kit gloves,
sharpness will boil away, as you ladel out blessings
count them very slowly,
it may be messy…
it may take courage to let it dissolve,
bake on high and
you will evolve…

bitterness is removed
with loads of patience
serve with love
and dedication…

A spectacle of love

“… to be human
is to become visible
while carrying
what is hidden
as a gift to others…”
― David Whyte

horses 2

He made a spectacle of love,
the unscathed motion
of his words
fell on longing…

And those who sought his gaze
found trajectories of
kindness
generosity,
devotion too astonishing
to pass by…

He was willing to let the world fall at his feet
but not without love,
because
without love
he was nothing!
an empty
meaningless
husk
an Earthling with no cause…

His honesty broke the canvas skies
he stood out,
though rejection wounded him
when they turned away

he became unknown…

and he sought answers
in despair
in folly,
finding mankind’s love
restrictive
flawed…

for in transitory barriers
of a broken Earth
love is too glib an expression
to pour out freely
to open,
sometimes even to believe…

You know that kind of love that remembers no wrongs
seeks not its own satisfaction,
to some
just a frail portrayal,
susceptible to stagnation…

His wait was not long

In shining vestibules
he grasped the perfection of love,
unlimited,
requiring nothing of him
but to be himself,
no need to clean up his act…

The pull was too strong
for him to resist
and he flew into belonging,
never again to be unwanted
or unloved
by those who
require absolution…

Bathed in the warm light of love his soul sung out and the energy of love transformed him,
spread him out across
the great expanse
like a shining vibrant jewel of color
and in cosmic waves of devotion
he awoke…

He was acceptable in the sight of love and his spirit eased,
for he knew all things,
and being immersed in the calming nature
of unconditional love

he became light……

©Ally2019

 

Wallflower…

“Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet confinement of your aloneness
to learn anything or anyone that does not bring you alive is too small for you.”
― David Whyte

reflections

She was the sad line, in a romantic play,
foolish enough
to press replay.
She learned the narration off by heart
shattered composition,
no work of art…

She cried in umbra,
her description frail
stashed her belongings
in deathly vales,
and shadows hid her inadequacy,
then the movement of form
set her free…

Free from limitations
from hiding away
released from torment
from feeling afraid…
unlovable
unwanted,
she was wholly adrift,
a wallflower
on a quest
to be
kissed…

Their eyes discovered the transparency of gaze,
of crowded elements,
apparent clichés!

He didn’t complete her;
he imparted strength,
in tender formations
of holy breath…

Accolades have never made her feel known,
only great love
deep in the bones!!

©Ally2019

 

Nature’s tongue…

“Heaven is a state of mind, not a location.”
― Wayne Dyer

my own self worth

In quiet spaces where radiance shines,
intoxicating essence
is naturally
designed…

I step a little closer
and my image
becomes,
enthralled in the dialect
of Nature’s tongue…

I speak the language of this sacred Earth,
finding treasure,
in my own
self-worth…

©AllysoAlly2019