Cloudy Clarity

The train

came around again
for the tenth time

Ten times ten,
Into the infinite realm
Of the glory
To the edge
Where the hills of the sea
Wave as though there were still
Water there
and as though
The people were also still there.

There was some resemblance
Of the home
Where the droplets
Of time danced
Into the lavender
Fields
Tender sail boats

My, how the sails extend
Up to the clouds
They make shapes that
The mind
Did not imagine before
Until now
As they add into the imagination
That which was not imagined prior
And nature’s input helps to create
A new realm of beauty
That is then interpreted
Through the mind and within the heart
And then put out
Sent back out into the world
Back up to the clouds
That gave the gifts in the beginning
precipitation!
by the initial image
Given as a gift

One cannot begin to imagine
All that it would behold
Thanksgiving at its prime
To notice, to be blessed
receive and then give back up
Towards the place
To the One
Who fully gave to us.

Noticing even the small
Things
That are actually large events in time
There really is a clarity at all times
Even when it seems cloudy.

Celestial Navigation

I like the cloud that sits at night
in the dark advice of the sky.
The moonlit features of the stars
reflect over to where you are.
Humour in these tears.

To see the beauty and turn your back
on darkness,
and yet not to claim ignorance
or an uncaring eye.
It's not sinful to stay in the light,
It's self healing to try your best
To stay healthy
With the help of
the One
that is Love.

In the day the light so shines forth,
and in the night it's but a speck
of dust.
In the light
the dust flails about
into the wind, into the dim
Fire lit heart.

Do we forget who we are
sometimes?
Do we lose a piece of who we are?
How can we retrieve it,
and bring it back?