Monday, August 31, 2009

Reflections from GLBC

The ground work has been set
Unity in spirit surrounds
Placed gently on the table is a thought
An idea that will make its rounds

Redundancy interrupts the flow
Repetition not necessary at all
Certainty of divine guidance
Assured that He will respond to our call

God will chair the discussion
He will lead the way
In harmony we may come to a decision
Yet He will have the final say

"Bring thyself to account each day"
"Beware lest ye offend any soul"
As these quotes repeat in your mind
Throughout the day you become more whole

Sunday, August 30, 2009

GLBC -- Sneak Peek

A hiatus from life as I have known it
A surge into the ink as it is written on a new page
A glance at the new world order as it unfolds
A tale untold as it is told

Prayer Readings Integration Service Meditation

As I look through this prism
I see the past and the present in the same accord
I see a lens through which to view the vision
I see wasted energies and future potentialities

Sincere devotion, verdant desire
Dedication in thought and in action
Prayer and Obedience
Sung together in the utmost harmony

Although it is quite late and I am not able to artistically compose my reflections on this past weekend's Baha'i Conference in Green Lake, WI, over the next few days I hope to use the talks and sessions from the GLBC to inspire this week's Blog Posts. More to come -- keep posted!

Mindful Tear

Listen, can you hear the sound?
I felt it as it shook the ground
I walked on... and on...
Farther into the distant future

And stopped. Became present.
My body, a temple for my soul
Has arisen to serve it's master
My soul, brought my body to account in whole

My mind -- resentful, my thoughts -- needy
They arose and took control
They filled my heart with sorrow and much woe
I cried... inside whilst I realized I had lost my glow

Sought light from a socket instead of a flame
Sought shelter from the pouring rain
Transparent, I felt each drop as it came
As I tried to look up, my head bowed in shame

A failure in my mission
I stood before you hoping to take flight
I prayed, I did listen
Yet truth was blinded from my sight

Having heard nothing at all
Having opened my mouth
And let meaningless words fall
Instead of East, facing South

I silently took my seat
Felt my heart faintly beat
I smiled, giggled, and even tried to laugh
Deep down I knew this too shall verily pass

A part of me had been so assured
Dreams had encircled my sleep
Did not imagine I could be foolishly lured
Or that into the trap, I would fall so deep

I came eye to eye with my little girl
I remembered the reason I was here
I let the emotions unfurl
I held my head high and held back the tear

How could I have possibly
Allowed myself to focus and dwell
On anyone save Thee and she.
From this thought my eyes did swell

Embodied in fear
Lowly and meek,
I let that one and only tear
Slowly roll down my cheek.

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Lil Nav Moved to College Today!

College dorm
You moved in today
I'm so proud of you
Even more so than in May

My little bro shinin like a star
Makin friends left and right
Confident that you'll make great decisons
You've got vision and clear sight

Advice... I got plenty
Hit the books, hit the sheets
Hit the cafeteria for meals
Then go out for treats!

Study when you can, pray when you can't
Attend each class and participate -- be smart
Open your eyes to the things that mean most
Excercise your mind, body, soul -- and heart

Find comfort in transformation
Find excitement in exploration
Find knowledge in education
Find faith in meditation

As you leap and take strides
You don't need to be told any of the above
We all praise your every step
Just know your cared about and loved

So Near To Me, So Dear To Me

So bitter, not quite sweet
Savoring the bittersweet
Taste of your presence
A memory so clear, the tense
Present not past
That moment did last
In my thoughts, in my dreams
Round the corner, betwen the seams
Lingering ever so quietly
The thought of you near to me
Spritually aware
With a glance and a stare
To the Lord above
Seen a white dove
As I asked for a sign
From the one divine
For this I am blessed
And my mind is put to rest

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Guard Protecting this Queen from the Unforeseen

As her heart fell to the ground
Her guard slowly began to raise
Her mind fixated on the past
History and present, a blended haze

Had been certain of her path ahead
A fate that wasn’t meant to be
Clear skies above
But still that she could not see

Been there, done that
A reoccurring story
History repeated
A queen without glory

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

A Fairy's Flutter

A breath of fresh air
A sigh of relief
Images of birds heard above
While deep in a coral reef

A warm welcome smile
Dimples and all
Felt a flutter in my heart
As I felt it fall

With open arms
I let you in
Those arms folded now
As I pose with a grin

I would say
I've been counting sheep
But very little
Did I actually sleep

As I dreamt
I thought of that day
You will turn to me
With the best of words to say

Perhaps I'm blinded in vison
But surely clear in sight
I'm certain that I will
Not need to put up much of a fight

I'm a fairy who flies without a doubt
A dreamer of sorts that flutters about
That remembers there's no need to pout
That soars as she sees the clear way out

Morning Tide

Dreams and nightmares swirl like a hurricane
Stormy weather, wind, thunder, and rain
But when the morning tide comes
So does the sound of sweet bird hums

Futons shipping late, Vendors unloyal
Customers irate, Problems brew and boil
But when the morning sun rises
The boat carrying the load capsizes

All I can think of is where our future lies
Whether our dreams will allow us to reach the skies
But when the morning tide fairs
I turn with faith to Him and sing prayers

Monday, August 17, 2009

Can I Get A Number Please?

Lord, can I get a number please?
Any moment, I will surely join the line
At the present, actually I'm doing just fine
Behind the strangers, the family members, and friends
Wait my turn and watch the line extend at both ends

Lord, can I get a number please?
I know that she has cancer and has been knocking at your door
I know he wants an answer and has been knocking at your door
I know they just lost their family pet and have been knocking at your door
I know I have no reason to fret, but I am knocking at your door

Lord, can I get a number please?
He prayed you would remove his grief
She prayed that the pain would be brief
They prayed this test would bring them no harm
All I prayed for was a lucky charm

Lord, can I get a number please?
Her trials and tribulations seem so difficult
His files and dissertations seem overbearing
Their cysts and cries seem so painful
My lists and sighs seem so painless

Lord, can I get a number please?
When you get a moment, I’d love to spend some time
Reviewing my dreams and desires behind this lengthy rhyme
When you have a chance, I’d hope we could sit down
Review that which made you smile and also made u frown

Monday, August 10, 2009

Apologies

Apologies to my blog… I have been absent minded
Slowly becoming somewhat blinded
Thoughts rambling in no such direction
Without vision, clarity, or grammatical perfection

You secretly reveal
That which I feel
My deepest secrets can be read between your lines
The words carry truths, falsities, and display signs

I often wonder where the truth lies
I look within and let out gasps and sighs
Turning to prayer
In His direction I stare

Friday, August 7, 2009

Game of Life

My life, your life
This life is simply a game
We are the players
Identified by our name

One move at a time
We tread our path
Oblivious of the outcome or
Whether the action will cause wrath

This game is filled with emotion
A life of joy, grief, some pain
A twisted maze of ladders and slides
Some fall, some reap, some gain

What hand have you been dealt?
What moves are you able to make?
Can you anticipate his or her next move?
Can you be sure of what is truly at stake?

They say "Life is simply not fair"
It isn't -- truth has been told
Justice is a virtue, so is honesty
Gems that the players must unfold

In one direction I placed my focus
Made moves, too fast
Blinded by a sense of certainty
That this success would last

Stop! Time out!
But the game, it keeps on
I lost my turn
Sigh and weep -- but got to move on!