The Great Present

What is this thing called Love?

It’s the heavenly bread and butter,
and all that you can imagine on it,
and all you can’t.
All you can chew,
yes, even more than you can chew.

It’s the alpha and the omega,
It’s the shout of the inner man – “I found it, it’s here, it’s for me and it’s for you!”
The utter peace of a still, exotic, warm, beckoning jungle pool, with all the mystery of what’s beyond the trees and yet all the soothing touch of the milky water.

It’s the joy of a traveler looking unto a mountain, knowing even with the clouds covering the tops, he knows he’ll get there eventually, he just needs keep climbing.
And oh, what a climb!
Breathtaking views, appalling cliffs but all in the safety of one who can fly.
And as the road becomes narrow, the traveler looks up and gives thanks for the greatness of what was, what is and what will be – the great Present.

Sing! A New Song

Sing!
Sing a new song
I will make the clouds as a runway
to new spaces, new faces
Smiles that you have never seen
Shades of meaning you never touched
Love you never felt before

I can do it
You can do it
We can do it
Just do it.

Dear Child

Dear child,
Do not be afraid
Do not fret
Do not run away
Be in peace
Be with me
You are an inspiration
Inside you mighty works of art
Activated through love

You are a mountain
waiting to be climbed
by loving thoughts

You are a river
Flowing through the rocks
Washing the river banks
Each drop a reminder of the great sea of mercy and love reserved for you.

Photo by Anirban c8.