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To go with the wind

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Ship

A SHIP ON A JOURNEY
by justme

Stillness, silence,
peace prevails,
Quiet solitude.
A ship on a journey.
Heading somewhere, it sails.

Through seas of thunder and of rage.
To gentle lapping,
upon an endless stage.
Bright white sail says ‘look at me’
Rolled up aramid says
I don’t want to see!’

A rudder moved by a thousand hands
By smells and visions
No vessel understands
Turn left? Turn right?
Who really knows the way?
If I stop I sink
tomorrow’s day.

To push north against the south
Needs strength, and brow
To head east or west
Its all a guess right now.

Oh for a sailor who would lend their hand?
Sadly the sailors are busy,
being grand.

So the stars and the moon,
directing me on.
The wind pushes me forward.
My deck has the sun.
The dolphin of life,
guard each of my sides.
I stopped with deciding
And it suddenly glides

Oh to surrender and accept I don’t know
To go with the wind
And the sails as they blow
To take each minute as if for the first
To eat when I am hungry and drink when I thirst
That’s what it is to live in the now
To shatter my needs and to life take a bow.

Where to? I don’t know
And least do I care
For a fatherly hand is taking me there.
The lesson for all vessels on the path
Is not to go against
The waves and the wrath
But gently lead on and life will take you
To your destination,
To that place,
you already
knew ! ∞

 

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Coming home

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..and I shall say upon the stranger, take off your coat, for you have arrived now to that so longed after place, the place impregnated within your heart. Take off your coat and lay it gently beside that warming, ember fire.
Then sit, rest a while, for your journey has been long and longer still, your feet have held your hearts true intent, yet at times you dragged an Island upon your back, only to find a mountain.  
Silent now, rest for now, my good and perfect guest. Rest a while, lay your head upon my shoulder, remember them, the special ones, think of them, the now silent ones. Rest now, it is not just you, for the sun grows weary too, the moon falls dark and quieter still, the stars fight no more.
Lay your head upon my shoulder, let your face be warmed by the glow of the throbbing, searing coals, for I am here, I am, is here and I shall rock you carefully, gently, silently asleep.
Oh troubled one, lay your troubles to the door, cry silently, but..perfectly, perfectly….
shhh 
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From a soul that must

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OUR FATHER
by justme

Our father where are you? Who are you ? Who am I?
I have spat words and words, added opinion until I cry.
I have pursued things and people, selfish, imaginary wealth.
I have believed I was the orchestrator,
the giver and taker of health.
I have ignored the call and fall from birth to tomb
Whoever, whatever you are?
I fall silent.
I have ran out of room!

Floating ember fairy lights pin up the sky

While, shooting falling teardrops, break up and cry

to spread across a black hallowed darkness of empty space

And flash a vast peaceful picture,through almighty grace.

Tiny human, looks on, as a slight, delicate, speck of dust

yet releases a powerful silent whisper, from a soul that must,

Find it’s place within this vastness of all things unknown,

Just a human and this thing called universe, innocently, quietly, all alone.

She falls silent

and gently, beautifully, she slips home.

∞

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