Dearest Mother
Dearest Mother.
How beautiful you are in your beauty,
God’s endless blessing
Like the mother earth,
To help life begin, reside.
Within your gentle womb.
and slowly hide.
Only to flower in the spring,
and sing and sing and sing.
How gracious must you be.
To love and hold a little helpless creature
that once was me.
Enchanting!
You will hold back the tears,
the hunger for shelter,
and hold thy baby dear,
despite it all.
gently rocking her child.
Defending the life she bore.
Strong, Serene…
A Queen.
Blessed art thou today, and will always be.
The queen of my creation.
The pillar of resounding hope, and salvation.
For life and love, in the mighty world does rest,
within your womb and breast.
I am grateful to you, oh mother
dear one
loved one
my shelter.
My hope
my light
May God in his mercy give you peace and rest
As you let life lie, rocked against they gentle breast,
and as each dawn did wake and see
May the peace and joy of love be with you
Now, and through all eternity.
Amen.
INSPIRE ME…
Oh vibrant Spring…
You silly ol’ thing,
You prance round me like a fawn,
And play your gentle music
Embracing me at dawn.
Do you feel, I could lay in your deep shadows of resonance,
And laugh at the birds and the breeze,
as they make love;
Nestled deep in the grass and high in the trees.
Ah! dear spring your surely must be..
a player, or a true lover,
For you have made a monkey of my heart,
And such a fool of me.
For as the winter of my soul gently ebbs away,
You fly right in like a dove,
and sing with the morn, never fading like me pain,
For my one true love with winter has slowly gone,
and you dear spring has danced right in with a happy little song.
So give me courage to face your vibrant hues
and waken in my heart a song of love renewed,
As you feed us all with your gentle dew
Oh help me my dear one to be
Strong gentle and true,
A lover of color and song
Just like you !
Ever since I was a little child poetry music painting and creating was a huge part of my life. It is what gave me great joy. I am happy to be able to share some of my original work with you. All poems and prose that are found in my blog are original works. Some of which has been inspired by many of my clients and friends. I thank you for being my inspiration and today I dedicate this verse to you and say a simple
Thank you.
Power of Peace
In a mid life’s turmoil,
There lies a place of rest,
A place of deep repose,
That you will find, is blest.
To reach this place of wonder,
Just seek the peace within,
and know that little drops of hope
Will make your heart just sing.
For truth lies in a simple act,
Of love and sweet repose,
For there within those gentle thoughts,
Peace and hope just flows.
For to have this great good fortune,
All you need to be,
Is rested in the mighty arms,
Of all eternity
Sometimes
Gentle Love…
Ahh thou seek est me, gentle love..
Passionate from within,
Only you dost know the power of your touch,
That drives my heart to beat as such.
Ahh me ! how tender are my thoughts of thee.
Come to me . Oh my love. Come to me.
Ahh though touches me gentle love,
With memories that ride high on the wave,
Lingering on a mountain top,
Daring to drop, to grasp and gasp with thy desire,
Nourish my endless quest of fire.
Do not leave me this way as i long or your touch – today.
Oh yearn for me, gentle love,
For you have been so aloof,
Thy crimson coat against thy burning skin,
Makes me want to laugh and sing,
For you have kept me away from hurt today,
and given me joy, and hope in a sweet and simple way.
Oh long for me gentle love,
For you have touched my wayward heart,
You come and go with a listless tread,
And leave behind a lonely heart,
Filled with dread.
For the thought of you I yearn today.
I hope you will not slip away.
Like a thief in the night,
Taking flight.
Deep within my breast I hope and pray,
that my dearest gentle love will rest and stay.
Come to me my love today.
This poem is inspired by thoughts of Good happy times and memories that keep us alive in Faith Hope and Love. Blessed be to Love always
Sometimes
Sometimes life has a gentle thought to say,
A kind phrase, a ever loving way,
Even though times may seem,
Hurtful;
Change will surely embrace our dream,
And in the silence of the night,
Love will embrace us all,
Sometimes .
Sometimes in life it is imporatant to see,
That speaking our mind is a way of letting go,
a healthy way to be…
Of things that hurt our spirit so,
and even as the tide of life does ride.
A rainbow you will see peeking out from above a leafy tree.
and even through grief and strife.
There are pearls of joy that scatter on our path.
So pick up and enjoy the sound of the breeze and the singing of a lark.
and even the dark.
A light I see of love and laughter shining through,
For me and you.
Sometimes .
So dance or gentle spirit
Lift your heart and be free,
For Life and death are one for me,
As I touch this life and pass through to a better place,
One of saving grace…
But even in this life I truly see…
Angels, drifting by dancing dancing with rhythm and rhyme,
and I simply say
“ Thank you”
Sometimes.
Love Seekers
Are you a seeker of love?
Then make Love Happen !!
Throw away the olds rags of pain,
Old wounds of war, Start a new
Heart!
Recreate the feel of joy and gladness,
Not one full of sadness,
and place a present of love beneath the tree,
for all those who wonder past, To hold and and see,
Never turn off the Light,
but shine in your heart with all your might.
There is non with a lonely heart
when joy resides within that wondrous cave,
That God came to save.
And saved you will be.
For a seeker of love you are again.
Born neath the boughs of that wondrous christmas tree.
By Dilani Diva
Shroud My Spirit
Love, as ideal as it seems,
Consumes, through it’s endless fire,
Crash and Burn my endless desire,
Laugh: and mock me even though in my humility, I reign…..
For conquired am I, through your cruel pain.
Though desperate I sometimes be,
The ideal of Love ever changes,
to make a better sweeter me,
Let the beauty of my love
Only – my gown and garment be.
Blessed be
Dilani Diva
The Harvest Moon.
Oh harvest moon, you hang so densely among the clouds,
So Golden is their hue,
As if you were a lover I once knew…
With Love so ripe that I can pick and touch. and yet you are so above ….
In the sky, so high.
You dance with the stars in your height of splendor, Flirting with my spirit,
How cruel must you be, that you awaken my heart .and yet would not remember me.
For abandoned and Lost I feel, when I think of you.
Do you think of me?
Oh harvest moon,
You lighten the fields of gold and grain,
and rustle the wind in the trees and speak to the birds and the bees,
that fly high, in the sky,
and they seem to laugh at me and I don’t know why.
Oh harvest moon, how I wish I could look you in your face.
a golden pool of glory,
suspended in the sky,
singing of God’s wondrous story,
sailing low sailing high, you have kept me wondering why.
You were born with all this finery,
and yet you fill up my life with your light,
So that I may once more see,
The beauty of creation, surrounding me.
Once more this year as you sail the sky,
Touch those lonely hearts and tell them of your love.
Just tell them why.
and hopefully within their breast as you lay.
and faded into the sky.
with the dawn of a brand new day. I pray,
That God would grant me a harvest moon.
To add some joy to a darkened day.
Dilani Diva
Remember That YOU ARE…
Remember that you are Beautiful
Special, in-fact !
One of a kind, Fancy that …..
Even in all creation there will never be
Another quite like you or me…
Remember that through all the rain,
The sun does shine once again.
And even as the birds do fly,
There never seems to be, the end of the world,
Just endless SKY….
Remember that you are precious
ALMOST… perfect,
Maybe not quite,
But never forget the fact
That God made you special.
Just fancy that !!!!!
and as the sky turns from blue to amber.
Just rest ponder, and remember.
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