the moon
is just a reflection
of the sun,
it doesn’t have
its own light…
yet see how it lights up
the darkness!
We too are
light-bearers
made in the image
of the Divine,
with an ability
to hold,
and reflect light…
©AllysoAlly2019
“When I drink tea I am conscious of peace. The cool breath of heaven rises in my sleeves, and blows my cares away.”
―
Trails of paint
splashes of color…
teapots that embody culture…
sketches of dreamy views
quirky Ceramics
a grateful muse…
reflections of a sanguine career,
holding space
assembling cheer…
Art by Linda
©AllysoAlly2019
“Limitless undying love which shines around me like a million suns
it calls me on and on across the universe.”
―
she hails from a city
near the mountains of the moon,
where the savannah hisses
on sultry
afternoons…
and stars fall in lucent immersions,
touching Earth without any urging…
On torrid evenings, when gasping for breath,
she foreknew paradise in
mystical depth…
in the fragrant meadows, of grasshopper haunts,
she believed the impressions
beyond her thoughts…
and she traversed dark oceans,
with invisible lords,
fantastical journeys of a timeless form,
she made secret vows
with the unsaid,
alliances bound by a silver thread
uniting her with her heavenly core,
that
never again
should be ignored…
Baptized in forgiveness
she recast the script…
named by a Starfleet from a lunar eclipse,
where every tribe
flows through
her veins,
freed from the chants of hellish refrain…
when she was a child, she wanted to be….
a dreamer
a poet
of fantasy…
image courtesy PixaBay #Nairobi
©Ally2019
In glades
of diaphanous light
when dreams were lucid,
I planted you forever
in the soil
of my imagination…
Your face has been imprinted on the bark
of these enchanted forests
where Time Lords gather…
©Ally2019
“And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.”
― Roald Dahl
She found magic in the in-betweens,
things some have never seen…
She paused
in the stillness of rosé hues,
a quiet blush
delighted her muse…
and weariness began to shift,
a deep awareness
of secret gifts…
And bees whispered
in rhythmic tones,
it was the holiness she’d always known…
©Ally2019
“Do your little bit of good where you are; it’s those little bits of good put together that overwhelm the world.”
― Desmond Tutu
I watched these swans gracefully glide across the pond, showing such concern and love for each other…
it was beautiful to see…
in acres of sadness, where hope is sparse,
kindness brings healing to broken hearts…
and nature explodes with gentleness
in outpourings of elegance,
reflections
of kindness everywhere,
taking Earthlings unawares,
in movements of authentic concern,
solicitude’s splendor,
being observed…
let’s cultivate it, wherever we go,
on our sleeves,
let it show!
growing it in our gardens with love,
letting it shower us
from above…
breathing it in
exhaling it out
permitting it to scatter all about…
©Ally2019
have you seen
the patterns
of our feathered friends?
configurations of gladness
from a sacred lens…
walkways are scattered
with abundant
expressions…
lavish plumage
sending their blessings…
