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Poem for Nora age 26 years Canada

(To be spoken out loud) in the quiet times resides the essence in the event of love resides resilience an angel comes down, two everlasting fairy rings and elves hiding an angel speaks, one replies ’coo’ like a dove

Poems for Pets : Maud, dog , passed away.

She was a heart of gold. She is, shimmering, in light , She is, listening, in the Love. She is , bright, luminescent. As sands of time pass by, sounds of time glisten. A touch, a smell of fur pass by. In the golden, dog night, and day, she remembers. from the loving owner Maud Louise, our Briard, a heart wrapped in fur. 12/2/97 born, 23/12/05 @8:20PM she left us

Spirit of Place poem Skipton Vic

Where angels fear to tread comes a light swimming skimmimg across tree tops across chimneys at the Last Man Standing Alone Hotel Skipton. A lady parks her car the room erupts Just tonotice beauty is a relish Just to feel worship is delectable Just to be impressed deserves honour, and humor. This leaves us at an impasse whether to the left or the right, above or below, inside or out. Gold is to be found sometimes in desirable places, sometimes desecration, sometimes decoration, sometimes donation. Leaving be leave be.

Spirit of Place poem Tipperary springs Daylesford Vic

In my dancing days I danced a lot. I had some fun Sometimes not. The rains came down No-one knew It could have been Just the dew. I asked for miracles I asked too much. I asked too much. It was always hidden by the fire. Peace was in the embers. The Old ones knew. Image shows: Love and harmony Wisdom and grace Soul on Earth Peace on Earth Old ones on the cross

Spirit of Place Poem Sphinx rock by Mt Warning

Coming down is the rain fat and fiery. An angel opens up the river, and rivulets cascade into a glowing brook. A hand reaches out ‘taste me’, I drink. She is my benefactor. She is mountain air And I know my place. Its here.

Angel poem for Luis 3 years

In the evening the sun goes down, there are stars. A magnificent angel fills the sky. A tiny spider spins its web and sings happily. The trees and leaves are whispering all around. A bird tweets and calls his friends. Peace comes down and Love surrounds.

Goddess poem Sarah 15 years

She holds you in her arms of Strength and Honest-ee. She breathes into your Spirit, Woman. She bathes you in her Radiance, her Secrets soon to share. And when you Walk her Dance beside you is her Gift of Hidden things. Renewal.
Isousas Centuries old spirit line gonna take that train to the end of the line gonna see it thru got an easy ride this time isousas, isousas, *8 ages on no hands barred a lazy life straight down the road Jesus cried so did I then I came home on the spirit line isousas isousas isousas isousas isousas epochs gone not much longer now I saw a fly an angel shone she caught my eye she gave me life she revived me down the spirit line isousas isousas isousas grails come grails go spirit line goes forth goes back saves the souls made us sphinx isousas isousas see that train on the other line silent as snow radiant as sun that’s spirit train slumbering by gotta catch that train to the other side isousas isousas isousas isousas

Christ poem

I was crying hard cause I had no children. I realized snow was beginning to fall, and when I looked up the trees and the mountains were listening and so were the saints gathered round as galaxies

Poetry for businesses Echo newspaper

Straight as a tear falls, is the Rush with the Echo on my morning doorstep, I look in. I know the words are worldly news, the pictures happy and the colours jumping. Al the lights are ablaze in Byron tonight, it reports, all of Nature friendly. It seizes my Day, I am not alone in my Land, I am not shaken, by Antipathy. I am Well and Strong, and Stronger, not stranger.

Spirit of Place poem for Yacaaba at entrance to Port Stephens from Jimmy’s Beach

Shimmering with light makes the Bay glow by night. I pick a pebble from the sand, as waves kiss my feet. I ask the Universe to soothe my wounded Heart. She gives a balm, her night air. I allow the song of dolphins to rise up my spine, to lift my crazy spirits higher, in line with true time. “More walking on Jimmy’s Beach " is pronounced, to usher in the Sea of Green. And all the Seaweed bows.

Spirit of Place poem from Byron Bay lighthouse 10.10.06

An event that seems to me to be Renewal awaits my tour on Byron Lighthouse Walk. It ushers in a mountain, Over-Yonder (Mt Warning): an Ocean Mountain, Moving Whale: answers to many prayers, if I kneel: and a chance to let my Spirit loose from the Woes and Throes. Gentle waves rise up in sound to greet me here, to say “Release. Let go. Time is passing still, as it will, always. Your bed is waiting in its final place, Be assured.” So climb in Peace and Love today, and know that Beauty waits, in the Air you walk. See it, feel it and be Free. Tangibly.

Spirit of Place poem for Glastonbell 10.10.06

High impact velocity made you here clear as day. I find myself, walking, wondering. Not far from here, a Day is rising on a New Morning. Yet here the old , the ancient gnarls are fodder to my aching souls, to yield time’s secrets from the past laid down here oh so long ago. I believe. At this monument is a Rite to Trees and Spirit Growth, that gives a blessing to my hardened heart. end Just as I finished typing this a sacred ibis came in. She was scared and blessed me from the air in Her way, a bit lost in this human environment.

Mt Warning

courtesy of www.pbase.com/sheila/image/10992522

Spirit Of Place poem Rosebank

On Walking in Rosebank by Day and by Night, She believes in the freedom to strike. Lightning, silent and invisible is lashing through the waves of night, She awaits her turn. And the World does Turn. These trees, silent sentinels, are the ghosts of her future-past. These precious flowers show the Beauty and Joy that once was and shall be. There is brooding here, human transience, remnants of volcanic violence, Nature aflame and ablaze but Man has made farms, such Waste. Man has imposed their dream on the Dreaming Such silliness. Man has killed Soil to grow cattle. Such Shame. I shall wait, ‘cause the Earth is Turning.

Spiritual angel love poem for Audrey 53 years written 1994

At the pass it bears fruit. In between the silence water flows and rapidly evaporates. The Lark calls ‘too woot, too woo’. Glaze Me (make me shine)

Spirit love poem Donna 33years

A little, (purple) light, feather rested in the heart: innocence and purity. (red) Love , yearned (pink) for a Way (blue) and a Coat was laid out, (pale green) as the Storm (dk green) raged around. A New Wisdom (dk blue) was to be found, soon, as the Angel (white /violet) would , measure-the-depths, come what may. (Yellow sun)

Wedding Poem of Carlie for child

In the marriage of true possibilities rests, an angel, in Waiting. . Her finger points, and a shaft, of light shines, across valleys, across nations. . Her call, is beckoning ‘follow me’; an angel has loosened the veil, between worlds/'happy marriage.' (purple line) . She listens. ‘I am here’, a touch, on lace sleeve/formless wings. (pale blue) . . Let us bow ourselves. Let us bend. A cradle is the arms (pink) holding true/Peace calls. (violet) . A blossom wavers (orange) and an owl hoots. Night holds the reins of the star light, (red) gently. (dk green ) background colour

Spiritual love poem for Clara 20 years

Light comes in, (Orange) to a fading dream. A Heart goes out, (purple) shining, as an emerald sun (green) rises, (blue) on a Clear (dark Blue) Day. Jubilation abounds (magenta) and Great Singing, (yellow) from the Source, (red) all over (rose) Earth. (pale Green)