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Manifest Love!

Manifest Love!

Fear is deforming;

Love is transforming.

To change your view,

Change your eyes.

When one heart changes,

So do all.

Empower Soul;

Empower Love!

Copyright© Barbara Harris Leonhard @extraordinarysunshineweaver.wordpress.com

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

 

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Gaia

Gaia

We are holding in the cries of fear,

Refusing to surrender to truth.

What can come of filling the streams

Of Gaia’s veins with our tears but a flood of pain?

Can the rifts in her ancient skin be healed?

Can canyon walls ever merge into a New Earth

Free of grief and loss?

 

The fingers of the Sun can only reach so far

Into the depths for galactic truth.

Has God succumbed to the Fire?

It cannot be so.

Though dense on the edges of Holy Planes,

Light is there.

Light and Shadow share one spectrum,

Always in battle for healing,

Finding the perfect balance.

 

Where Earth is upheaved grows new bounty.

The pain of ripping soil births potential,

Shimmering translucent as

Tiny perfect fingers rooting in Time,

Swaddled in constellations

Webbing Then and Now.

Time is connected on all planes.

Today’s prayers heal the past

As it has never ended.

All grief is omnipresent and infinite

If we remain in slumber.

 

Hope is wholeness.

The future is “I AM”.

Tears heal tears in the fabric of Time,

Filling in the rifts and canyons of geologic upheaval

With Love transmuted into cosmic truth.

We are One.

Our tears are Gaia’s rain.

The clogged well of each heart

Is her burden to bear.

Our actions become her prayers or her curses.

She cries in fire, wind and geologic torment when

We fail to love her power,

Which supports us in the lattice of her cosmic apron

To which we cling as babes born innocent

And slow to awaken to her grief,

Which is ours to bear.

 

Copyright© 2017/12/10 Barbara Harris Leonhard @extraordinarysunshineweaver.wordpress.com

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And Then There Was Light

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And Then There Was Light

Destruction is Creation.

The Void, ripped open

By the Light,

The Cosmic knife

Piercing through dark matter,

Spilling shards of radiance,

Bleeding light, birthing stars,

And us with the dust.

All wounds, transmuting pain into

New flesh.

Beauty and innocence, nurtured in a

Dark womb.

Birth, emerging with screams and

Open eyes.

The butterfly, born from

Shearing off the face.

Roots tearing the soil,

Blossoming the manifested.

Light and Shadow, betrothed,

The polarity;

The paradox.

 

Copyright © 2017/10/29 Barbara Harris Leonhard @ extraordinarysunshineweaver.wordpress.com

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Clandestine Spirit

Clandestine Spirit

Clandestine Spirit, there is a fold

In the universe for you.

Obscurity hidden, your disguise,

A soul unmanifested,

Cloistered layers of debris of

Expectation and self-deprecation,

Your sparkle diminished into secrets,

 

Fear of scintillating into recognition.

Your flame, unsanctioned,

Unholy fire of dead stars.

What is your jewel to guard,

Entombed truth?

Is this place your urn

Or your womb?

Fear is the breath of sin;

Forgiveness, the gold of God.

Copyright © 2017/10/22 Barbara Harris Leonhard @extraordinarysunshineweaver.wordpress.com

Image: original art “Clandestine Spirit” © Martha Harris See Martha’s Artistic Flarings @artisticflarings.blog

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Broken Heart

Broken Heart

A broken heart,

The construct of love breached,

Rivets on the bridge

snapping in a storm.

The dam opening,

Spilling grief in torrents,

Flooding with tears

The home in the valley.

Trails and journeys,

Washing away,

Burying hope in sediment.

Lives stiffening into artifacts.

 

Is it inherent for

Yin to slaughter Yang?

Can a smile balance on

One lip?

Is a journey taken with

One foot?

Is a blossom perched on

No stem?

Are rays emitted by

No sun?

 

A heart is a quilt sewn with

One continuous thread –

Joy stitching onto grief,

Grief onto hope,

Hope onto despair,

Despair onto joy.

Forms have shadows.

What is a shadow without light?

A heart completes itself.

What is breaking is

Already mending.

 

Copyright©  2017/10/17 Barbara Harris Leonhard @extraordinarysunshineweaver.wordpress.com

Image: Original Art “Broken Heart” © Martha Harris See Martha’s Artistic Flarings @artisticflarings.blog

 

 

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Tame

Tame

Tame is life homogenized into

Sameness, dull conformity.

Each city, a blueprint,

Not a fingerprint.

Mom and Pop bakers

Fired for standard fare everywhere.

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Each street, the same fascades.

Each house, the same architect.

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The unique, bullied

Into stock, chattel to Tame.

Tame makes a cage for

The Divine Feminine.

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Work, the same tedious routine

Of manageable acts.

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Colors, estranged by hue

And forbidden to touch.

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Fear speaks Tame,

The language of the banal,

The literal.

The word of Tame

Must not be broken,

Lest one is shunned.

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Yet no forest is tame.

A path must still be forged, but

Is easily consumed by Gaia.

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Gaia raised weeds,

And roses can be wild.

Trapping rivers is

Unnatural.

Tigers make hungry pets.

Cancer defies the healer.

Dogs are still wolves.

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Hummingbirds seek our nectar, but are

Elusive to our touch.

Hives are still dying in our care.

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Laws are illusory templates left to interpretation.

Even God’s laws cannot tame.

We still have enemies who cannot be

Brought to their knees

By guns and bombs.

 

Life is an illusion

Enslaved to Fear,

To Tame.

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Lion tamer Dieter Farell of the Sarassani circus in Duesseldorf, Germany, in 1964.

 

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