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Be You

Be You

You are the light and

not so well understood.

You are maligned and mocked

Just because of your courage

To dance and sing your story.

Stand in your truth.

Our Mother, Gaia, supports you.

Feel her beneath your feet

And in your heart.

Fear traps empathy

And compassion for self.

Your songs are so needed at this time.

Some have never heard the music

Of the spheres

From which we are cast as stars, so

Your light is ancient gold.

Open to it in your song and dance.

Blaze like no other star as though

Dark matter itself could cast shadows

Over all time.

This, your offering,

This will save us all.

©Barbara Harris Leonhard @extraordinarysunshineweaver.blog

Digital Art “Square-Into-Circle Dance” ©by Martha Harris. See Martha’s Artistic Flarings@artisticflarings.blog

Audio · Bagua · Original Digital Art · Poem · Poetry · Tai Chi

Be As Water

Be as Water

Be as water,

Flowing from falls into silt,

Creating pools and streams,

Moving around rocks

And through openings in

Masses of reeds.

 

Be as water,

Flowing without obstruction.

Finding its course

Over the embankments, and

Finding stillness

In pools fed by streams.

 

Be as water,

Earth’s pulse,

Flexible, agile,

Life giving, lithesome.

Its supple force,

Cleansing all.

 

Be as water,

Its nourishment, creating and sustaining life.

Its steam, forming clouds

In Earth’s simmering heat,

The ice in her arctic breath,

Piercing fog.

 

Be as water,

Pure and enriching,

With powers that can’t be harnessed.

It’s Earth’s blood,

Pumping life into her veins

With vital force.

 

Be as water,

Dangerous and destructive

If Earth’s veins are slit.

Her roaring torrents of tears

Are savage and fatal.

Water knows its course.

 

Be as water,

A force of peace and joy,

Spitting up shells and glassy treasures.

A force of nature,

Sweeping away the ages

That need rebirth.

 

Copyright ©2018 Barbara Harris Leonhard @extraordinarysunshineweaver.wordpress.com

Image: digital art “Clouds Rising” ©Martha Harris See Martha’s Artistic Flarings @artisticflarings.blog

 

 

Audio · Original Digital Art · Poem · Poetry

Abandoned Eyes

Eyes are wise.

With lids open to view,

They deepen light into truth

And soul into song.

 

Eyes hold memories

In colors that blaze from rainbows,

Where owls take flight

Before morning dawn.

 

Eyes have will

For those who choose.

Eyes portend

For those awake.

Eyes are tutors in all realms

For those who seek.

 

Eyes view outward and inward,

For inner sight takes the journey

Of the Blind Swordsman

Into realms of tangled woods

And sculpted caverns,

Sanctuaries of sages there to teach.

 

Inner sight echoes outer sight

In collages and montages

Of memories snapped

In fleeting gazes or

Focused convergence of

Light rays on the soul.

 

Light is tincture,

The pigment of self.

The eyes open to a vast museum

Of your art, and

Your themes are held in

Your inner sight.

 

Outer sight is voluntary;

Inner sight is willed.

These eyes can be abandoned

By those surrendering to slumber,

Knowing not that the light

Is the beacon to the heart,

Guiding the seeker

To self and soul.

 

The world is not just

That before you.

Your eyes are funnels

Drawing light into your heaven.

Where outer meets inner

Is creation blazing.

Light converges with light in spirals,

Drawing you deeper and deeper

Into your being.

 

Vision is a vortex,

Outer truth swirling

Into inner knowing

In another dimension

Which is your empyrean.

 

Outer vision opens to life

And closes to death.

Inner vision closes to life

And opens to death.

Be now a seer

Without abandon.

 

Copyright© 2018/02/24 Barbara Harris Leonhard @extraordinarysunshineweaver.wordpress.com

 

Image: “Eye’s Vortex” digital art ©Martha Harris See Martha’s Artistic Flarings @artisticflarings.blog

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Original Digital Art · Poem · Poetry · Quotes

Be You

Be You

You are the light and

not so well understood.

You are maligned and mocked

Just because of your courage

To dance and sing your story.

Stand in your truth.

Our Mother, Gaia, supports you.

Feel her beneath your feet

And in your heart.

Fear traps empathy

And compassion for self.

Your songs are so needed at this time.

Some have never heard the music

Of the spheres

From which we are cast as stars, so

Your light is ancient gold.

Open to it in your song and dance.

Blaze like no other star as though

Dark matter itself could cast shadows

Over all time.

This, your offering,

This will save us all.

©Barbara Harris Leonhard @extraordinarysunshineweaver.blog

Digital Art “Square-Into-Circle Dance” ©by Martha Harris. See Martha’s Artistic Flarings@artisticflarings.blog