A Gift from God

How I know I’ve been inspired, I forget the wisdom I’ve written in my dark nights of the soul. I have to re-read to remember.

God is real, yet at times it feels surreal.

A GIFT FROM GOD

I have asked god to speak through me,
I have asked for truth,
For you and me,
With the intention,
To set us free.

I see the world spinning in space,
The clouds, the oceans, a land mass,
I feel seasons come and go,
The wind, the snow, the sunshine,
My family grow,
I grow older,
Friends come and go,
As I see time in motion,
E-motion without time,
For we feel our life
Intimately.

All of life is an intimate carpet,
Each life a thread woven into a grand tapestry,
That can’t be seen until the end,
For what we see is the miracle of life in every moment,
Paraded by days, months and years,
We remember our tears,
and regret our fears.

We look upon life with innocent eyes,
Living in the now and playing a game,
For each of us is a child so free and silly,
We are all the same,
We share hopes and dreams,
We can be kind we can be mean,
We are arrogant, self centred and thoughtless,
Yet kind, sweet, playful and warm,
For we are each other at times,
We live in human forms that speak the same lines,
Drink similar wines,
Become intoxicated with love,
And despairing of disappointment,
Yet each is unique,
A gift to the world.

The dark and the light,
Both seek the principle,
And in the end right and wrong never matter,
Only the chatter of a life seeking to discover its own meaning,
For this is the ceiling in the Sistine chapel,
God reaches for Adam’s hand,
This is first contact with Eve,
For the divine comes alive in human-kind,
Shining bright in the kind human,
The halo of light is illumination,
And this is the eve of a new consciousness,
For the serpent whispered to her of wisdom and in-sight,
For she must show the way of the heart tonight,
He strives for higher ideals of the mind,
He looks to her for deeper meaning,
She looks to him for point of fact,
His strength is hers and hers is his,
And together they attract true understanding,
That love is peace made manifest on earth.

For the alpha and the omega is the beginning and the end of history,
The first and the last are opposites
yet complete the circle,
The cycle is not the end point,
For it points to creation’s spiral,
A universal galaxy of unending life forms,
As the blueprint of timeless e-motion,
For all is energy in motion,
E=MC2
And this is the relative polarity,
As tensions give rise to real life’s clarity,
That emotions lead to charity,
From singularity to unity
as a parity
of one.

Therefore: judge not for you know not the purpose nor the end,
Condemn not for all are teachers of life,
Welcome challenge ask for truth,
Love the drama for the tempest becomes the calm sea eventually,
That sees all life as itself,
For all are welcome home,
To realise the truth sets you free,
To truly live in freedom eternally,
For life keeps giving life,
Love is the answer before you ask,
For you are always given what you need
not what you want,
And this is the secret garden worth loving,
A wishing well of infinite possibilities,
That ripples out to all whose life you touch,
And you intend if they laugh or cry,
To watch the phoenix
always will rise to touch
your blessed heart.