When...

I asked a very good friend of mine the other day “ when is it time to say when?” to which he responded... “if you have to ask, it’s now” Needless to say I snickered for a moment but then realized that there was great wisdom in that seemingly simple response. I will readily admit that no two persons will have the same “now” but indeed there comes a time when “when” becomes “now” and one has to let go of what holds them back. It is my belief that when we choose to hold on to what hurts us, bends or breaks us we stand a chance of destroying ourselves. Letting go comes in many forms and though we often believe it to be the letting go of anger or emotions of such sort it can also come in the form of the physical. By that I mean “people” some people can be so bad for our souls and ourselves that we could do no greater thing than to let them go, it amounts to self-preservation. Do not misunderstand that to be holding a grudge or harboring ill-will it is simply what it is. Still such decisions do not come to us lightly and those who may think they do may want to rethink that...after all; letting go of anything or anyone no matter the circumstance is never easy to do but sometimes it simply has to be done.

Deo Volente
May 26, 2009

Deny

Deny me all the sweets of craving
Of the anger that comes raging
Frustrations of the moments lost to time
Deny me all the things that are not mine

Deny me what will break me
Those who love me and forsake me
The things that shine about me with no soul
Deny me that which does not make me whole

Deny me mirrors of illusions
Of deception and delusions
Those who will find pleasure as I grieve
Deny me those who choose not to believe

Deny me blindness of the greedy
Of the things that merely feed me
Of doubting that will hinder every try
Deny me all the things that are a lie

Deny me ways of hate and envy
Those who wish to break or bend me
Hands that wish to lead my soul astray
Deny me what will take my gifts away

Deny me ignorance and excess
That which blinds me to my true best
Everything intended to mislead
Deny me all the things I do not need
So that this self may flourish as I breathe.

Deo Volente
May 22, 2009

Shell

Take me in your hand
from the sparkle of this sand.
Bring me closely to your ears so you will hear
all the things within me I must share.
You will know the oceans cry
for the waves that have gone by,
as I nestle every echo in your soul
all of what’s inside me must be told

Every whisper to your core,
from this shell upon life’s shore.
A breath of sweet surrender to your heart,
then you will know it’s time for us to part.
Now you’ve heard my every tale
so I pray, set me a sail,
for our parting in this moment must be swift...
I’m destined for to ride the currents drift,
To find another ear that needs my gift.

Deo Volente
May 22, 2009

Uncle

If I could make it so it’s true
then this would be my gift to you.
Each drop of love you did bestow
I’d make it so that you would know.
Ten thousand times then once again
to fill your heart and never end.
For all the laughter that you’ve shared
the different ways you’ve shown you cared.
I’d send them all right back to you
to bless your days in all you do
and for each memory you have made
I’d make it so they’d never fade.
Then maybe through your eyes you’d see
No matter what in life may be...
You’ll always mean the world to me.

Deo Volente
May 21, 2009

Child

Oh little child so small and new
this world must seem so big to you.
With fresh new eyes you look about
for all the secrets in and out...
Why birds have wings to roam the sky
Or why the clouds they dance on by.
You are a seed that’s meant to grow
from all the wonders you will know.
Your leaves and branches they will be
the layers that will set you free.
So nourish them with roots of truth
and grow in strength throughout your youth
To make your tree stand tall and wise...
you precious babe with brand-new eyes.

Deo Volente
May 20, 2009

So...

Today caught me not here nor there
surprised at what I saw,
the glory of the sky left me in awe.
I felt as though I was asleep,
my heart convinced it had to weep.
It washed my face with tears I thought were dry,
I like the clouds above me had to cry.
Not from my sorrow nor my pain
but simply for my need of rain...
to quench the thirst of that which has to grow,
sometimes my friend, it simply is just so.

Deo Volente
May 14, 2009

Truth (thinking out loud)

What does life amount to? The reality of the minutes of our lives is revealed to us only in the passing of the hours. The more they mount the more we see but by then is it simply too late? After all we have no means to turn the hands back and if we did would we be fated by lack of knowledge to repeat that which we have done? I would like to believe that we are as wise as the truth we face, if we choose to face it. Truth comes in our passing hours from the reality of our lost minutes and if we open our eyes to it we will see everything. All our triumphs, our short comings and everything in between. What we do with that realization depends entirely on us.

Deo Volente
May 11, 2009

Mothers

To all the mothers who love, nurture and embrace their children just as they are, I salute you. To all the mothers who are not perfect but do the best they can for their children, I salute you. To all the mothers who understand that motherhood has no science, no magic wand, no special trick, that all children are indeed different and sometimes the best thing you can do is pray, to you I say...welcome to motherhood.

Deo Volente
May 10, 2009

Knowing

If I could sit with the creator,
I wouldn’t ask a thing.
I’d let his warmth consume me whole
and all his grace shine in.
I’d soak in all the love he gives
and know inside his heart I live.
Yes that would be my goal,
to radiate this soul.
I’d never ask him to unearth,
the secrets of this well made earth,
or why men love or hate,
or what will be my fate.
I’d never question birds or bees
or ponder of the sky or trees.
The mountains or their fire,
of passion or desire.
For though he made me as his own,
this image of his...
flesh and bone.
There’s one truth that I see
equal we shall not be...
he’s God and I am me.

Deo Volente
May 1st 2009