Still Silence (my digital music composition)
Teeth
Teeth are far more than useful tools.
They are the body’s pearly jewels–
Life’s gifts entrusted to our care.
Oh, what a loss when they’re not there!
Shelley Wilson
August 19, 2012
May your Spirit shine brightly,Shelley
Longing For (my digital music composition)
Hair
I.Q. has naught to do with hair–
colour, texture, style we wear.
Quantum creations daily born–
hair has Life’s power to transform.
Shelley Wilson
August19, 2012
May your Spirit shine brightly,Shelley
Imagine (my digital music composition)
Skin
All skin is Life’s divine creation–
every colour, race, and nation.
By Life’s design, our skin is worn–
Life’s Energy in human form.
Shelley Wilson
August 19, 2012
May your Spirit shine brightly, Shelley
( Multi-verse Grand Universe- my digital music composition)
Fingerprints
The Multi-verse grows Itself,
united and diverse, united and diverse,
as our tiny planet spins
within our tiny Universe.
Biological Intelligence–
Intelligent Life on Planet Earth–
expresses higher values
as the wealth of Human worth.
A language made of patterns,
Life gifts each Human birth,
stamping each divine creation
with a clear and holy message
placed on every Human finger–
‘This is My creation,
every daughter, every son,
each unique and precious.’
How Life values every one!!!
The Multi-verse grows Itself,
united and diverse, united and diverse,
as our tiny planet spins
within our tiny Universe.
August 19, 2012
May your Spirit shine brightly, Shelley
A Little Child At Play (my digital music composition)
Light
Where is the golden light of the morning
I remember so well
that I played with as a little child
before the school bell called.
Where is the softer light I knew
in childhood’s slower summer days
before the haste of schedules
and anxious adult ways.
When did the daylight turn so harsh.
When did the sky become less blue
and wondrous clouds become less white.
When did bright sunsets dull their hues.
How did sunlit dandelions I so loved
become unwanted, noxious weeds
only good to hunt and kill.
Gone, the radiant joy of their seeds.
When did my crayons begin to lie.
Why, as the hours move ever faster,
do children look greyed and jaded
in a world of ‘disaster to disaster’.
Why do we ‘need’ SO much more than others.
Why do we ‘feed’ anger and fear
to gain a planet of deadly weapons,
evil intent, and ‘dark lords’ here.
What if we choose to change direction.
What if we choose to own this day,
giving children golden mornings,
turning from the darker way.
Shelley Wilson
July 30, 2012
May your Spirit shine brightly,Shelley
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