When Freedom whispers in our ear
this message so joyfully clear-
“No one is superior. No one is inferior.
Every better way is just another way.”
What do we think? What do we say?
Do such ideas seem too strange,
fearing how they’d bring great change?
When Life whispers in our ear
this message so joyfully clear-
“The profits of Peace far outweigh
the gains of War that Powers play.
Conflict and Conquest profit so few.
It’s your Beliefs still killing you.”
What if all we’re taught is wrong?
What if God said all along-
“No one is superior. No one is inferior.
Every better way is just another way.”
What do we think? What do we say?
Do such ideas seem too strange,
fearing how they’d bring great change?
When Love whispers in our ear
this message so joyfully clear-
“All things are one thing. Only One.
Everything is Source Energy.
Everything is a Unity. Everything is one.
All Life is One.”
I respond, “Yes! We’re all One.
No one is superior. No one is inferior.
Every better way is just another way.
In the wonder of Diversity,
let’s Remember We’re All One!”
Those Held Dear (my digital music composition) We weep the loss of those held dear.
We hold their memory with our tears,
with flowers and stones
that honour their names,
releasing their bodies to earth,
to water, to air, and to flames.
We note the dates of their birth and death
with comforting words to those they’ve left.
Were they loving? Were they kind?
What were the things they left behind?
How did they define their life and worth?
We celebrate and mourn with grief,
repeating inherited or chosen beliefs
as words of power to banish fear
in knowing our turn, too, is drawing near.
Were we loving? Were we kind?
What were the things we left behind?
What defined our values and our worth
co-creating our life on Earth?
I sit in the cemetery’s morning light
watching such a heart-welcomed sight.
Three brave and gentle, beautiful deer
quietly approach me, ever so near.
I send them feelings of joy and peace,
finding freedom in cares release.
I share their calm presence, so gentle, so brave.
They feed on wildflowers growing on graves.
I share their gift of Here and Now,
no longer concerned by when or how
the stories of our lives will end.
This Present draws me gently in
to that ever still and timeless space within-
into the Light I see so clearly-
into the Love I hold so dearly-
Communion, Compassion, and Mystery.
No one is separate, forsaken, alone
for this Light is pure Love and Light is our Home.
Space and Time are wonder-filled Life at play
creating magic everywhere, everyday.
Space-time is fabric woven of Life Itself,
interwoven, vibrating Energy
creating Experience, experiencing all,
All That Is Itself, Its glorious Self.
Everything is expanding Consciousness.
Life moves and creates and feels through us-
the Observer that sees behind our eyes, all eyes-
the Divine in everyday, common disguise.
Everything is Source Energy-
different frequencies, varying degrees
of evolving Awareness-
even all that seems dead and inert
like mountains, rocks, sand, and dirt.
We watch to see how things behave-
disappearing particles, dancing waves-
surprising evidence appearing strange.
We jump the boundaries of our Age.
All Matter is Energy in a Process divine.
Form and Energy are One in Truth sublime,
yet forms do ever change and disappear
so we weep the loss of those held dear.
I feel grateful and humble as I can be,
enjoying this morning’s company
of silent deer and thoughts of those held dear.
But they’ve gone beyond and are not here.
Flowerpoet 
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