image by jennifer hillman
Moon of stillness
yet dancing in the night sky
are you humming your own tune?
Can I hear it too?
Smooth and silky
like satin on the skin.
My mind quiets
As the breeze sweeps the worries away
Looking at stars
When the voice said softly
Come… come with me now
into the darkness,
your dream-time magic and mystery.
Come with me into your potential
Be willing to enter the void of your beingness
your seeming pain and discomfort…
into the infinity… the mystery.
Your dreams are your process made real
Your dreams show you the way,
Revealing breadcrumbs and ease.
Allow the darkness to reveal your light.
Be receptive to life’s gifts
it is the nature balance or movement of this journey.
Trust this moment
and allow the receptivity
to complete the circuit of love.
Follow the shimmering trail of stardust
to find a different way of seeing, hearing and being.
Harmonize with your present situation
Harmony carries you the way home.
Listen closely to your intuition, act now.
Follow where your heart pulls you.
Releasing the limits of your situation…
the music of your soul is your key
find your note and be love.
be the harmony.
be love. ~jh
The magic and mystery
Lingering close during the twilight time of the night
Holding tight to dreams and the musings
Awakening the heart to dance
While the soul sings.
Kissing the stars and passionate embraces
the lingering continues
Bringing me alive
In realms of mystic wanderings
Sipping wonders and promises
tasty nibbles of whimsy
the warmth of joy filling the tummy
expanding love’s depths in folly
Ah, the magic of the mystery
brings out the inner child’s playing
the truth and the trust
on the moment’s beauty and being. ~jh
The power in words
spoken and unspoken
Those in-between spaces of breath and voice
Like Silence’s kissing the soul in reverence
Of joy and the misery
Balancing realms of imagination and illusion
That fine line of truth and experience
As smiles turn to laughter into tears of trust
Embracing the moment of awe external
yet living within the internal being of everything
being coy, shy and the mystery
wisdom sneaking out of the cells and atoms
A wink or was just a blink?
Magic comes in all forms
Like the touch of a raindrop rolling down your face
or was a tear releasing your fears
Sensing the divine mystic brilliance expanding and exploring
in spaces you didn’t know existed
Those hidden pockets within those in-between spaces
of breath and being
Deeper than the depth of shallow doings
Connection of stardust and mirroring colors streaming
Across the night sky
and opening the way for the sunbeams blazing
Vibrate, jittery pulse sauntering presence.
Words rambling with the oneness knowing
The passing of transparency glare of reflections
of nature and love’s devotion
Sipping the moonbeams in heated tea or coffee,
like the mystery lingering
among the tree branches dancing in the breeze.
Grounding again in Mother Nature’s sweet embrace
and returning to center
Intact; more than whole. ~jh