The Ideal of Peace Becomes Real

THE IDEAL OF PEACE BECOMES REAL

For the hearts that open their way to this poem,
Know it is written for you,
On the leaf of petals,
As lines of tears drop words of love,
Forming diamond memories,
That shimmer and glitter,
A beauty many cannot behold,
As your light is so bold,
And beautiful,
As the beauty I see in your diamond,
Is your reflections,
On love.

Life can feel delimited,
Obstacles littering the path,
Life can seem isolating,
Living alone in a crowd,
For many work without appreciation,
As work is a task of completion not a vocation,
Find partners without loving arms is a score of sad tunes,
Loving alms without partners can feel like walking up sand dunes,
Yet know your footsteps are seen,
You have made impressions,
Your life is a precession,
An expression of truth,
 Of inspired poetry.

For this poem is the charter of you,
That charts another way,
As we learn another course,
For we are choosing our direction,
We are finding the right elements,
Know you are the sky, the wind, the earth and the soil,
The salt of the earth,
Flowing with the wild river of your desires,
Flowering in sunlight that can never be contained,
For how can one contain the bloom?
For this is in tune with the blueprint,
of creation,
Evolving on time.

Know that you are unique,
There is no other the same as you,
You are not here by mistake,
You are the One in a million,
Watching life unfold the fabric of time,
The patterns are experiences and impressions,
So what do you see when looking back?
Are your patterns colourful?
Are they dark?
Are they blended?
Or confusing?
Tangled?
Reused?
Smooth as silk?
Or rough as calico?
For you are the pattern maker,
Choosing the cloth you cut to measure,
You are the fibre optics,
Determining the optical illusion,
Or kaleidoscope of moving images?
As we ask the projector or projected?

Each life is material bounded by what looms,
Looming larger than life,
As each thread is a thought form,
On a magic carpet,
In-forming your visions,
Visions in-forming what you see,
Weaving possible futures,
For this is the sutra that heals the past,
No matter if life was hard, tumultuous, strained and exhausting,
You have made it by casting the lines,
To find you are at the point of no return,
You have earned your right of passage,
For you are still here,
And each tear sinks you deeper
To understand the infinite heart,
For in the heart of happiness is the key,
Opening your eyes to where your home is,
As life is calling you home,

In love,
In compassion,
In friendship,
In peace,
In freedom.

Did you know you are the missing peace
we are longing for?
Each face a brilliant facet of the missing peace,
That played the yin or the yang,
Yet integrated together for life is dynamic,
It is change,
It is a book of changes,
That stays below ego,
When crossing the great stream,
To find wisdom washes the hands and the feet,
Humility is the honesty that is beneath ones feat,
As we make a great leap forward into the unknown.

Embrace change with curiosity,
Go with the flow without force,
For change is here as surely as night follows day,
Be open to new truths and another way,
As above so below,
For there are many side paths and super highways,
Life on earth is the miracle for which you wait,
And it could not occur without your fate,
As witness and caretaker of this earth charter.

So know love is beckoning you,
In the silence of your aching heart,
For you are never apart as dream keepers are true,
Know dreams come true for the seeker,
You will hear the call for change,
And respond rather than react,
Watching a new world unfold a new track,
Track changes editing in possibilities,
As you discover the fold of family is extended,
A universe beyond your wildest beliefs,
A sacred seal,
As the ideal of peace,
Becomes real.