When I Sleep

 

Water (my digital composition)

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.

Shelley Wilson
May 28, 2014

 

May your Spirit shine brightly,Shelley

Universal Grace

 

Universal Grace

I could have lived on any cosmic orb,

in any species’ fleshly form,

when I in silent stillness lay,

my life a willing sacrifice…

—I offered it to the ‘fire’ of God’s great Love—

that cleansing, enlightening, enlivening Energy—

that ‘fire’ of God’s great Love.

I could have lived on any alien world,

in any body however strange,

when I in silent stillness heard

the God of all Creation say…

—I AM the UNIVERSE—

and in the power of those few words

of all-encompassing Oneness

I knew the Peace and Joy of Grace.

May 1995- revised May 2004- Oct 2013

Shelley Wilson

May your Spirit shine brightly,Shelley

Reconciliation

Reconciliation

 

Some look past the questions

of Where? and When? and How?

asking us instead

What would Love do now?

October7, 2013

Shelley Wilson

Victoria, BC

When there are loving actions, reconciliation is possible for individuals and races.

May your Spirit shine brightly,Shelley

Searching For Answers

 

Searching For Answers (my digital music composition)

I walk through clouds
and fog within
coming to where
I’d often been
over and over
then off again
in new directions
in search yet again…
Why can’t I see Them?
I follow faint whiffs
of long forgotten fragrances
worn by Answers long ago
in places I know not where…
I follow ghostly whispers
of words once said…
Haunting echoes of emotions
thought aeons dead
linger in Mystery’s misty air…
Beyond my sight
the Answers call
to search and search
behind Appearance
beneath Circumstance
above Prejudice
open, accepting and grateful
to stand before Them…
Though I reach and reach
They are still not there…
I shall not cease
till Time’s Ever-Present Past
grasps me firmly in the Soul’s clear light
of Recognition and Remembrance
when Answers’ names and truths
will be revealed and known to me at last!!!

Shelley Wilson (May14, 2013)

May your Spirit shine brightly, Shelley

Gentle Breeze

 

(Fragile Thread-  my digital music composition)

 

Gentle Breeze
A cool, gentle breeze,
she moves through the shop’s open door-
flowers and plants stir from slumber
and garden fairies stretch their wings.
Harriet works her magic too
as trails of leaves lay
in scattered, windswept piles…
a testament to her care and art.
No wild tempest, our Harry is
a disciplined, refreshing force of Nature,
inspiring and transparent as air
breezing through the flower shop.


March 18, 2012

 

May your Spirit shine brightly, Shelley