Ever-changing Clouds

I walk in Mists

of vaporous thoughts

infused with emotions-

in wildly thunderous or

blissfully calm billows

of ever-changing Clouds

now here, now gone

as am I…

(The photos I took reminded me of a poem I wrote in 2013 I called Water. I also placed it in a Youtube video with some digital music I created from a software program I bought. It was great fun. Unfortunately someone keeps claiming my musical creations as their own. Lol ! That’s ok because I just have fun creating more. 😁

Gift Yourself

May you write your life with

lovingkindness.

May you draw freely from

a grateful heart.

May you paint and sculpt and weave

your precious days

with the music of your Soul.

May you gift yourself the Present

as your Yesterdays depart

creating your Tomorrows

with Spirit in your art.

Shelley Wilson- December 24, 2019

Ugly ‘Love’

There is a ‘love’ so ugly-

the jealousy-ridden kind.

It isn’t true love at all.

It poisons the heart and mind,

killing our relationships

with ugly fears entwined.

(Religions, Rulers, Lovers,

Spouses, Children, Pets…)

It seeks to ‘own’ another.

(God, People, Animals, Earth…)

This ‘love’ is truly ugly-

the jealousy- ridden kind.

(Shelley A. Wilson- February 18, 2019)

unloving love

Thank you! Thank you All!

Thank you Lights and Shadows

in us, all around, and ‘above’,

for helping us to See and Heal

all of our unloving love.

We begin to remember

Everything as One.

Our inner eyes open

and our Freedom is won.

In forms and formless,

as creators and created,

we See the plays of Light and Shadow

of which we are a part,

both being and becoming One.

Now we begin to See.

In all Realities and Dimensions,

we are All One being Many,

a glorious Spectrum,

a glorious Spectrum

of Diversity and Divinity,

a Spectrum of Lights and Shadows,

of Powers, Energies, Densities,

Individualities, Galaxies,

visible and invisible,

in us, around us, and ‘above’.

Lights and Shadows-

we Respect your Power

exercised for good or ill.

You teach us well

as we grow into our own.

Once Awake and Aware…

We are God’s information

and ever part of Source.

We are diamonds forming.

Press on! Press on!

Thank you Angels and Demons

in us, around, and ‘above’

for helping to release us

from creating more prisons

of our unloving love.

From dull coal to sparkling diamonds

we transform

for the sake of All beings

all that once was

into Most Benevolent Outcomes

for All,

graced by true Love’s cause.

Thank you! Thank you All!

(Shelley Wilson- September 4, 2016)

 

Greeting Dad

Dad slipped away quietly in his sleep today. He was 88. Now he and Mom are reunited and as joyful as two butterflies I watched circling each other as they rose straight up towards the shining sun. I wrote this poem in April 2003.

Greeting Dad

I am older than that Trickster Time

and his mercurial Mother Nature-

older than the stars and Earth

in continuous, evolving creation

with its dramas of rebirth.

I am part of ageless Spirit-

even in this ever-aging body of mine.

Yet when I greet my Dad

I become a child of three

with love-bright eyes and trusting hand.

He’s a humble man of inner strengths,

inspiring and reminding.

I’ve watched his quiet patience

master time and circumstance.

Dad is the northern wilderness to me,

the forests, the water, and the land I love.

Like a little child I see

through my heart when I greet Dad.

StanDad