Category: Poem (Page 2 of 22)

Looking Westward

Looking westward at sunrise,
we found colour on the far horizon
and in our disorientation
drew back to watch the rising sun
whisper to cushion-clouds
as it briefly held a painter’s blend
of feathered flames and fustian greys.

And all this, where it was not supposed to be.

The promise of daybreak had broken westward
and we could no longer, on that morning,
gaze softly to the east in daily reverence,
prayerful and obeisant
in the still and forming light.

We were, by some irregular enchantment,
called to reorder expectation.  And then, upon reflection,
knew the natural world as teacher,
and in a moment’s realisation,
found our selves awoken
and completely rearranged.

 

Martin @ 2021

Dearest Voice of the Soul

May I be ready and willing to listen to you,
you are the first and truest way of knowing.

May I receive your guidance,
you are the first and truest guide.

You are at the centre and you are the centre:
of my being, becoming, and belonging.

You are the still and immediate self.
The knowing, ever present presence.

You are the inner guiding voice before and beyond all other voices.
The inner sense before and beyond all other senses.

You are irreducible as spontaneous light.
You are in truth, the voice of truth.

Yours is the guiding hand
in the filament and firmament of now.

The grace of the living soul,
your word is Good and your word is Truth. 

May I remain with you, un-distracted and un-afraid,
resolute and always ready to listen.

 

Martin © 2021

To Be with Life – A Prayer

With love & acknowledgment to Jim Finley

At meditation this morning a prayer emerged.

Dear Life, grant me the way:

  • To see what can be seen and needs to be seen, within and beyond the sense of sight.
  • To hear what can be heard and needs to be heard, within and beyond the sense of hearing.
  • To touch what can and needs to be touched within and beyond the sense of touching.
  • To taste what can and needs to be tasted within and beyond the sense of taste.
  • To smell and breath in what can be and needs to be breathed in within and beyond the sense of smell.

To be with this Life as it flows through that which is temporal to that which is spirit. To that which is.

And so may I:

Be still and know that I am Life
Be still and know that I am
Be still and know
Be still
Be

Martin © 2021 🙏

An Insight on the Opportunity of Recurring Difficulty

Recurring difficulty and the way I react to that difficulty is the signature of opportunity for learning and healing.

The inherent intelligence of the recurring difficulty points to the part of me in reaction that needs my attention.

The part of me that requires space, love and understanding.

The part of me that I need to sit with in relationship.

Just as I would sit quietly with a troubled child who is struggling to wake from a disturbing dream.

And on peaceful awakening, finding, the space I hold, holds me.

Martin © 2021

To Love, Friendship and the Voice of Compassion

For Jan, Nick and all our children

 

Speak through me

Truest voice of compassion

Speak

In words and forms that begin
the centre of being

In shapes and sounds forged by soul’s intent
In colours and waves that in understanding become sweet invitations to be understood
That call upon the universal ear

To listen

Deeply 

To be still

You are needed most 
When shadows 

Envelop

When

Suffocation pretends itself protection
When voracious doubt
Incapacitates
When judgment rends whole fabrics

In healing and in light

I pray 

To speak boldly
To utter bodily your voice
Unconditional living love

Ever present at the centre of all

Being
All becoming
All belonging

 

Martin © 23/01/2021

5 Maxims for Leading Self

What I judge in others
I fear in myself

What I react to
Is where my work is

When I criticise another’s faults
I’ve named my own blind spots

I suffer when I believe my own thoughts, when
They insist on disagreeing and arguing with what is actually happening

My perception of the world is not the world
My curiosity however, will get me closer to it

Martinos © 2019

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