If I Were A Leaf

 

Following The Miracles

It’s the way we look at the things we see.
It’s leaving old illusions and becoming free.
It’s knowing there is no difficulty

as miracles happen with synchronicity.

Going along is like going over
going under,

going through
when you fly with faith
you are free to see miracles everywhere.
So there’s a golden handrail
as you glide over cliffs,
live each moment with angelic lifts,
so know hope floats as bluebirds sing,
whatever your heart opens to say,
there is always love in your everyday.


 

Oh Joy! Little Squirrel

If I was a squirrel on a sunny spring day

I would leap with exuberance

in my most celebratory way,

for the joy of new Spring

and the green growth on the trees, 

for the delight in the coming of the nuts that please me.

Oh Joy for this day!

Oh Joy for my joy!

Oh let us be happy

as seasons come, and they go,

they are signs of time, as Life ebbs and flows.

 

* Photo credit: Unsplash

 

Looking To See

I slept and dreamt that life was joy.
I awoke and saw that life was service.
I acted and behold, service was joy.

     Rabindranath Tagore

Camouflaged in my crab-apple tree

is a colorful Rosella for you to see?
 

 

The Fairy Wrens Came Again

A little blue wren came again today,

as this day then, seventeen years ago,
was when, you left the bus and us.
You died in the street, before we would meet again.

So the wrens came to play in the flowering tree 

as your spirit was visiting me.

 

Photo credit: Australian Broadcasting Commission, 

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A Road Traveller's Note

This note was found in an old travel-bag:

 

Magpie dead beside the road

it's mate up in the tree

will fly on

missing it endlessly. 

 

- Beside the road, Ballarat2Burrumbeet, August 2011 -

Bringing the Honey Home

 

What these honey bees told me:

 

You see us choosing flowers

collecting honey for our hive,

but there are other reasons we come by.

 

These faded pink Yarrow blooms,

are our 'tonic-rooms',

where we find reprieve on a hot day.

Herbs are our favourite plants. 

They 'lift us' for our flight home.

 

You know Yarrow 'speeds the compost'.

It also boosts the bee-safe-return-to-shelter.

As we get a buzz and hum along,

bringing the honey home.