Ancient Eyes

planet earth

 

Ancient Eyes

We walk the Earth

again to see

life threatened here

on land and sea.

Through ancient eyes

so much is clear

with higher truths

to conquer fear.

All lands are holy

wherever we go.

All rivers are sacred

wherever they flow.

All people are

divine descent,

souls evolving,

Creator sent.

Respect for Life

meets global needs,

not harming beliefs

and killing creeds.

We, the ancients

of Earth’s long past

see Life as one,

minds free at last.

No fear of death

in power play

dictates our course

or blocks our way.

We know the truth,

now understood,

being far more

than flesh and blood.

We see the lies

of hate and greed,

seeds of thoughts,

then words and deeds.

That harvest now

grows everywhere,

warning those

who love and care.

God needs no death

nor offering,

no sacrifice,

no war to bring.

God calls to live

a better way,

World Citizens,

a Peace-crowned Day.

Through ancient eyes

the choice is clear,

live free or die

enslaved by fear.

Question nothing

or question all.

Be the door

or be the wall.

Who decides our

collective fate?

A world of love.

A world of hate.

Racist God or

Spirit of Love.

What do you seek,

here and above?

What direction

shall we all go?

(Trade partners now

were once the foe.)

Abundance shared, or,

greed’s genocide,

resource wars, and

global suicide?

Has your ‘sweet home’

become a ‘fort’?

No leader leads

without support.

What mirrors do

they hold for you,

when Earth’s great wealth

is held by few?

What profits you,

this ‘status quo’,

when death strips all

and you must go?

Is heaven just

some rich resort

or do you see

it as a court?

What would you do

for your reward,

a ticket to heaven,

a world destroyed?

God recycles.

You’ll come again.

All we’ve created

is all we’ll gain.

How shall we live?

Will ‘home sweet home’

be fort or slum

or streets to roam?

on holy ground.

See through your soul’s

human disguise.

See all life now

with ancient eyes.

Open your eyes

Open your eyes

to all around.

You are standing

to truly see

the glory of

Life’s unity!

(Shelley Wilson)

November 26, 2007

Your Return

(You-  my digital music composition)
Your Return
 
I feel your presence
before you’re here
as love lights up
the eager air.
 
The colours of
my heart glow bright.
The wings of mind
lift high in flight.
 
I waited long
for your return.
In dreams we dine
as candles burn.
 
In dreams we greet
each precious day
together again,
not far away.
 
I soar to meet
you and embrace
the mysteries
of time and space.
 
Yesterday’s gone.
Tomorrow’s here.
You travelled far
beyond your fear.
 
We reach to touch
what we once knew.
I’ve changed so much
and you have too.
 
Are memories
strong enough to bind
us to the love
we yearn to find?
 
Then clouds depart.
Doubts disappear.
Love shines through us
as we draw near.
 
The colours of
our hearts glow bright.
The wings of mind
lift high in flight.
 
November 2007
 

Spies Make the Worst Friends

 
(R U Aware-  my digital music composition)
Spies make the worst friends.
With a mind-set of suspicion
every innocent condition
is polluted by mistrust.
Poisoned thoughts and acts unjust,
judgments faulty and absurd
hide in every deed and word.
Paranoia paid by fear
hears only what it seeks to hear
and even in transparency
creates its own reality,
seeing what it seeks to see.
Ever seeking fault and blame
in desire to harm or shame,
sneaking under social graces,
armed with friendly, smiling faces,
on the hunt for rumoured lies,
friends sometimes reveal they’re spies.
Awareness is the best defence
with godly use of psychic sense.
Evolved societies don’t have spies.
They just create through loving ties.
 
July 2007

Walk With Me

observingearth
 
Walk with me
if you would dare
expose your heart
to show you care,
speak your truth,
mind transparent,
willing to share…
Walk with me
through all terrain
in blazing sun
and moonlit rain,
emotions
weathered by winds
of loss and gain…
Walk with me
through garbaged lands,
polluted air,
encroaching sands,
water warnings,
ever-increasing
consumer demands…
Walk with me
amidst the stars
on this rolling planet
of endless wars,
insatiable greed,
and constant need,
bonds and bars and battle-scars…
Walk with me
to mystic places
no maps can show…
through sacred spaces
everywhere, nowhere…
seeing unseen Life’s
remembered graces…
(July 9, 2007)

Turquoise Dreams

 
Shelley in Egypt
(Close Your Eyes and Ride the Stream-  my digital music composition)
I float in turquoise dreams…
turquoise and gold…
water and sun melting into memories
wrapped in gold and turquoise veils…
I am Osiris of the distant dawn,
dismembered and remembered…
I am Isis, divine wife and mother,
co-creator, equal, empowered…
I am Horus, the offspring of vision,
the knowing one who truly sees…
I am the golden history ship
that floats on forgotten turquois dreams…
lives mythologized in pieces…
civilizations ship-wrecked in sands…
mirages floating in hot, still air…
I bury the staff and rod,
the robes, the spices, the treasures
of gold and turquoise dreams
and wake up with a smile…
What shall I wear today???
  September 16, 2006