We fear the darkness
though it holds a mystery
It’s our constant friend
For where there is night
there is light beckoning us
out of the obscure
Copyright © 2017 Barbara Harris Leonhard
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We fear the darkness
though it holds a mystery
It’s our constant friend
For where there is night
there is light beckoning us
out of the obscure
Copyright © 2017 Barbara Harris Leonhard
Image: http://6iee.com/573407.html
Healing light takes no sides;
It is a gift.
It wraps its love
Around our hearts,
And we are gifts to our healing.
Blessed Be.
One day with the Divine –
One lifetime,
One century,
One creation.
Truth
Affection
Gratitude
Three in one
Indivisible – always.
Be still and know.
He is there.
She is there.
We are there.
The universe is within us,
We are within the universe.
The universe and we are one.
Source about us,
Source within us,
The light of healing,
A clear and perfect channel.
Without condition,
Without rules,
Love with Truth
Affection
Gratitude
Three in one,
One in three,
Indivisible
Present in the invisible,
Profound in light,
Like fire heat,
With water ice
And air breath
Touching each chakra
Lotus blooming.
Blessed be.
This is the oracle
That we must all know
And will feel
Like the tides,
The ebb and flow of soul,
The dawning of light.
Light is healing;
It is blessed,
As blessed as the bird song
With the crest of sun,
Right
Good
Blessed
Copyright © 2017 Barbara Harris Leonhard
Image: Beautiful Lotus Flower at Sunrise (bing.com/images)
You are the mountain;
I, the free climber,
In awe of you
And timid,
Yet I ascend.
Parts of you open.
My fingers and toes
Take foothold in
Your stoic rock face,
The backbone of your Spirit.
But I, too eager,
Unsteady, I slip,
No rope to spot my fall.
Harder, I grip;
Upward, I embrace
The expanse of you:
Cold slate, blue shadow,
Whispers of wind entwine us.
You have me against you.
I am you;
I am the peak of you,
All around us the stars.
© Copyright 2017 Barbara Harris Leonhard
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Here is the audio for an earlier work.
I long for ocean bounty
Chilled to perfection
For winter slumber.
Where is a mountain
That harbors a cave
For the homeless?
Copyright © 2017 Barbara Harris Leonhard
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