Tuesday, June 23, 2015

Where is the surface?

We are living in stillness
Yet forever moving
Never ceasing
To create time
In our lives
For important and unimportant
The line is thin
Often barely visible
It’s still there
But it often becomes blurry
The lenses have malfunctioned
And clarity is lacking
Like polluted water
The bottom
Can no longer be seen
Is the bottom the beginning
Or the surface where we see?
The surface almost always
Gets paid the most attention
Yet the layers create what
Really exists
Inside, down and out
A breath
Is in and out
The blood flows this way too
Inhale and exhale
Within the stillness
And in the creation
Of what is larger
The skin is thick
But the heart is soft
Ponder upon the good

Purest of Breaths

You know the people
In this life
That make you think of heaven?
The true people
That help you to believe in heaven?
I have met some
Some have crossed my path
A dear lady
So wonderful, so lovely
Lost her battle today
Took her last breath
In this life today
I believe she has taken the first
Of infinity breaths
Today as well
The purest of breaths
That are her new norm
Amongst many other heavenly gifts
That make pale the earthly home
Some people
You meet
You just feel
You will meet again
That also leads me to believe
In heaven
Pure, precious, never fading light
In the heart from the start
I’m glad I met you
And thank God for you
In this life we are closer
Than we know
To the next
In this life
We can participate
In the kingdom that is at hand
Will you join in the feast ?
It is the meeting
Of two worlds
We’ve been invited to
The mystical banquet
And I imagine
My ancestors, yours and many others
Are there too, God willing
We have been invited
We are invited
I’ll see you there,
I pray