Earth Spirit, mother to us all!

To celebrate Mother’s Day this Sunday in the UK (11th March), here is my poem about the ultimate icon of motherhood.  You may call her Divine Mother, Goddess energy, Mother Mary, Earth Spirit and so on.  To all the mothers out there (fur kids are included!), let’s celebrate the wonderful job we do in caring for our children; to all the children out there, do not forget to be thankful and spare a thought for those children in the world who are enduring terrible circumstances at the moment (bombings in Syria, terrorist atrocities all over the world, hunger, abuse of any kind).  Be grateful for each and every blessing we have in our lives and be kind to each other.  Amen.  With much love, Anita.❤ 🙏

Earth Spirit

She moves in tune
With the wind
Unseen by human eyes.
Her delicate veil
An endless trail
Of fairy-soft steps
Encircling the Earth.
Her breath is an Angel’s kiss
Light as the morning mist
Caressing the skyline.
Her dance a melodic harmony
Of light and form.
Earth Spirit rejoices
In this glorious morn.
She is maiden and mother
Sister and friend
Belonging to no-one and all.
Taste her in the air
After rainfall.
See her in the forest
Flitting to and fro.
Hear her song
In the waterfall at dusk
When creatures
Large and small
Congress to heed her call.
Earth Spirit breathes calm
Over all.
Earth Spirit breathes calm
On us all.
She breathes for us all.

Little Ripples

I  believe we are all interconnected on Earth. Everything we think, say and do affects all others, if not in this life, then in the next. Here are two things to focus on today to strengthen our interconnectedness:

  1. Treat people with respect, how you would like to be treated.
  2. Stop trying to fight the current. You can never control it! Life is so much easier and more loving when you accept this and go with the flow.

Here’s a poem for you to enjoy today:

Little Ripples

We’re all little ripples on the
Vast ocean of thought and energy
At one with the other in sublime synergy.
Ebbing and flowing with the passage of time.
I want to float on this ocean for eternity
And carry its sigh through my bones;
Feel its gentle bliss
Like a silken kiss up my spine.
I want to swim through these waters
Untroubled by waves of emotion
In tune with the current.
I want to sail through this ocean
And sprinkle its light on others
Anointing them with the Creator’s love.
I am a happy, little ripple on my way home!

War and Peace: a poem of hope

“Our boys deserve to become men
Not casualty numbers soon forgotten”

War:  a bloody impasse between
Sense and nonsense
Normal rules no longer apply.
As planes fly overhead
Men lie wounded and dead.
Would that another way were possible
Of peaceful compromise, of entente-cordiale
Between people who are not so different after all!
Our boys deserve to become men
Not casualty numbers soon forgotten
In the everyday chaos of battle.
Let them create future memories now
In the safety and peace of tolerance and love.

Peace:  New life springs forth from the tears
Of the Earth
For gentleness and patience heal all wounds.
Resilient shoots emerge after the ravages of fire
In this benevolent field of hope.
Love soothes all anger. Love eases all pain.
Hatred and fear will not take root here
For it takes joy to create such a beautiful tapestry
A binding together of all peoples in peaceful accord.
And it takes understanding to nourish it.  Amen.

Rose petals floating downstream

A poem about simply being…

Rose Petals Floating Downstream

Lying here, blissful and serene
Tranquil as a rose petal
Floating downstream.
Gently swayed,
Its essence conveyed
to the waters:
As in a dream.
Its wistful beauty reflected
in a cloudless sky.
Its languid joy a
Contented sigh.

Stretching its form
Each cell drenched in light.
Twirling and pausing,
Bobbing and floating.
Each moment: sheer delight.
Cast adrift, free
it basks in simply being
A rose petal floating downstream.


 

On Angels’ Wings

Here is a beautiful poem about the wonder and joy of new life.  If it sings to you, please Like and Share it with others.  Much love, Anita.

Soft silken raindrops
Alight on my soul
As the dance of life begins
And you curl around my core.
In the world, yet scarcely,
Carried here on Angels’ wings
Tenderly entwined are we
Through life’s ecstatic symphony.
 
Sweetest of teardrops
Fall on your gaze
As my heart implodes with love
At your tiny embrace.
In the world, so bravely,
Brought here by God’s grace.
 
My restless heart no longer aches
As in drowsy contentment
I vow to love and protect you
Each step of the way.

Listen to the spoken poem.