May Your Mind Connect To
That Which You Already Know
May Your Eyes See Your
Past, Present & Future
May the Power of The
Ocean Open Up Your Ears
To Hear Opportunities
May Your Nose Smell
The Purity, Freshness
And Life Force Which Nature
This Is That
Which I Have Chosen
“Please ask her to stop “hating” me
She does so every day.”
“I’ve been there through the thick and thin.
I’ve shared her love and pain.”
“I’ve cried a thousand tears of grief.
My eyes may show the strain.”
“I’ve laughed when she was filled with joy.
My lips they never broke.”
“I show the history of her life each gentle loving stroke.
A history that was rich and full
The pages of a book.”
“When you look into the mirror please take a second look.”
A face with no expression is the saddest face of all.
I show the beauty of your life
The memories you recall.”
Beautiful Ocean Talk to Me
Open the Pages of Your Diary
Share With Me Your Deepest Thoughts
Answer My Questions So I Can Understand
Does Man Bring You Joy…What You See With Your Eyes?
Or is the Ocean Filled with Tears of Your Sadness
Is Each Wave A Heavy Burden Difficult to Lift
Is Man’s Destruction Weighting You Down
Talk to Me and I Will Listen
With Honor and Respect I will sit at Your Feet
Teach Me and Share Your Wisdom
The Circle Will Be Complete
From the Depth of my soul
They came from within….
A small seed of Hope
And a flickering Light…
I needed to grasp them
And hold them tight…
From the warmth of my soul
The roots grew in my sleep…
They grew from my love
And became very deep…
They wrapped around me
And snuggled me tight…
A fortress… A blanket
Was created that night…
My tears diminished
The light shone bright…
It is amazing what can happen during the night…
I hear the trembling of drums from the floor of your being
I hear the sharpness of the piccolo at the top of your crown
Play me the chords that you know so well
Sing me the songs that you've sung
Let me hear the violin, the cello and the bass
With softness and love I can then see your face
I Went To the Ocean Caught a Beautiful Sight
A Palm Tree Was Stretching With All of its Might
It Showed No Resistance as it Bent in the Wind
I knew it felt Good I Could Feel it within
I couldn’t help but Say a Prayer
I felt I was Blessed Just Standing There
The Palm Tree Was Happy Free and Light
It Had no Muscles That Were Tight
It Bent Over Backwards as Far as it could
I Could Feel the Stretch in Myself Where I Stood
What a Beautiful Stretch so Easy and Free
I Began to Wonder Was it Stretching for me?
Had it Been Waiting for Me Tonight?
Wanting to Show Me I had taught it Right?
Was it Happy to See Me was it telling me so?
Knowing I would Notice This Splendid Show
I Did Notice and Was in Awe
As I Realized the Beauty of What I Saw
Its Body Was Happy, Healthy and Free
Dancing in the Wind In Front of Me
Who is the Teacher? Is it you or I?
I Asked as I Gazed into the Sky
A Tree Suffers Just as Humans……..The Scars Are Visible Upon its Skin
A Nearby Tree Reaches Out its Arms...To Console And Give Comfort
Are Trees Like People? Do They Communicate?
Do They Love and Feel Pain in the Other?
Next Time Reach Out to That Tree with Scars
Loving a Tree is Loving Yourself