During a short walk for exercise near my home, I came upon this sight of tiny flowers. How small they are, I thought. Then my imagination zoomed in to see them from the viewpoint of an even smaller creature of Nature, an insect. How large they are, I thought. Now my imagination lifted me to the perspective of a space traveller. Gone were the flowers. Gone was the planet Earth and the Solar System. I wonder what’s over there, I thought as I passed by while exercising my healthy imagination.
I live my life in awe and wonder.
So much to question. So much to ponder.
When my heart soars and my mind lifts,
a higher awareness brings its gifts.
I love this body that I wear-
flesh and bones, eyes and hair-
fed by water and soil, by light and air.
I feel more deeply and I care
for all Life’s forms evolving here
between the poles of love and fear.
I sense the others deep in space,
wishing to see them face to face
or mind to body, however strange,
as fast or slow we all change
our ideas and our beliefs
that cause our troubles and our griefs.
I sense the others here on Earth
coming from different domains of birth
amidst the stars and distant places
with different cultures and different races.
I sense there’s so, so much more
than anything we’ve known before.
We are as children in our knowing,
yet reaping all that we are sowing.
The ‘Do No Harm’ that we ignore
becomes the harm that we deplore.
Yet, I sense a shift in sight-
a New World View so clear and bright
that dark powers just disappear
with all their structures built by fear.
Our Spirit awakens and shows us how
nothing and no one can stop it now.
We gather our courage and find new ways
to live our precious, wondrous days.
We live our lives in awe and wonder.
So much to question. So much to ponder.
When I Sleep
it matters not
the dramas of the day.
All woes and worries
lie forgotten.
All worldly cares
just slip away.
When I sleep
I just let go
and drift into The Deep.
I float in Dreams
where I can be
anything I wish.
It matters not
whatever I choose.
I’m free
of all that binds
or limits, dulls
or decays.
The World of Rules
just fades away.
My Dream Time World
has brighter hues-
more vibrant shades
of colors come alive.
Senses heighten
where the mind’s
Imagination thrives.
I smell jasmine
as never before.
I taste of fruit
unknown before.
Images become
Messages to Self.
What does this mean?
What does that mean?
I ask myself.
Sometimes I
even hear and feel
a symphony of sounds
so rich and full,
a Music I adore
carried on a breeze.
This otherworldly
symphony uplifts
to higher frequencies.
It raises me
to higher realms
and higher sight.
Then I just soar
in Freedom’s bliss,
pure Joy and Peace,
where I again
remember.
Remember this-
the Mystery,
the Unity,
Loving Energy,
my true Home,
the timeless
knowing Light,
most radiant,
all-pervading
brilliant Light.
When to my body
I return,
Awareness
so much less,
I may forget
all that I’ve known
of Life and Death.
It matters not.
My Life’s a Dream-
an Energy Play
I co-create
through every Night
and every Day.
It matters not.
Awake, asleep,
it matters not-
for Matter is nought
but Energy Play
that Life thought up
and thinking still
creates the Dreams
and Dreamers all.
Forms ever change
as I move through
the many I’s I Dream.
All Life, my Life,
continues on
so wonderful,
so strange.
Particles and Waves.
Particles and Waves.
Now here. Now gone.
Into the formless
Mystery beyond.
Then here again
in ever, ever
Constant Change.
I am-We are
Energy Droplets
and Energy Waves,
each One and Many-
One and Many.
I am-We are
Multi-verses
of Universes
seen and unseen
in many Dimensions.
So many Mysteries.
Infinite Mysteries
to explore.
Our Source Energy
creates and grows
Microcosms
and Macrocosms
expanding Life
in countless Numbers-
in countless Thoughts
transmitting Energy
rippling everywhere.
I am-We are
countless Creations
and Transformations
redefining who we are
and who we choose to be-
the gift of our Source Energy.
Life lives and breathes
a Great Cosmic Sea,
a Great Sea
of Eternal Energy.
The One in Many
dreams our Dreams.
When I Sleep
I just let go
and drift into The Deep.
Flowerpoet 
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