energy

Ignite

~ Emma ~ 1 Comment

Rely on this, put on that hat
It will make you taller, look at that
Face the moon on certain nights
The clearing is coming with great might

It’s time to be alone but with trunks
Holding up the branches, clearing funks
Time to dance beside the sea
Let the messages come and find me

Dropping away from familiar
Taking another step, not so similar
The boat rocks but there’s a railing
You feel it inside, so keep sailing

The nights feel long and lacking
Longing for substance with less cracking
The days change shape often
Bringing less odours smelling of rotten

I hate to say you may be right
That staying here will be a bit tight
To loosen and expand is honest
Extracting what you can, keeping a promise

The quiet fog sits and speaks
A murky voice with hidden squeaks
The mist exists to cover the shine
Which finds me, always just fine

How to teach me how to know
Keep coming and making a show
There’s too much now of both sides
To see so clearly what now resides

Inside my heart and my mind
A match and a log ready to bind
Ignite the fire that’s ready to burn
When the time is right, we’ll have our turn

Send Me an Angel

~ Emma ~ 1 Comment

On the cusp of something miraculous
said the angel to the girl.
What if you held out your palm
and drew a line in the center, in a swirl.

Keep the line going around and around.
I am the utensil you choose to draw with,
I am your devoted one, we are always bound.
Let me tickle your hand, stay open and not stiff.

I will carry you when there’s no one left,
I will tell you what you need to hear.
I will help you shine brighter on days you are bereft.
We walk together, not alone, side by side my dear.

You may not see me, or know I am ever near.
But fret not, because you can call on me and I will appear,
in my special way to comfort, guide and soothe you.
To ease your mind, I drift in and out, you’ll never be blind.

When you walk, I am watching.
When you sing, I am dancing.
When you cry, I am understanding.
When you run, I am flying.

When we are alone in the forest or by the sea,
it is when I can see you the best, you are so clear to me.
The beauty that you are, just in your form,
makes me so happy you chose this, to be born.

Because when you came here, we came together,
and our journey has been the greatest pleasure.
I can not think or imagine a truer or more loving home
than the one we have, yours and mine, it is our own.

I have loved you and will keep loving you
under all weights, all circumstances, through all barriers.
You are my reason and why the sky is blue.
Your ocean of love reflects up so high, it even carries me through.

I am your angel and there is nothing that can separate us.
When the seasons change and the wind stops,
when the rain starts and the sun drops,
I am endless for you, promised to you, no need for any props.

We can do just fine us two you know…
And you do know, because you’ve already told me so.
In that secret little wish, under your breath that day when you quietly said,
“All I need is my angel, thank you for saving me.”

Here I am and here I stay.
There you are, I hear you pray.
Let’s love today, this one very day.
For we have each other, blessed we are, I must say.

Under That Same Tree

~ Emma ~ 1 Comment

The pause is long enough to fit,
sixteen breaths, a yawn and a rush.
The breeze pushes to accelerate,
the steps of love, the mind is mush.

Approached with care, she sits
beside the woman with gray hair.
Calmer weather now, the love
has made its way into the air.

Listening and offering warmth
the only antidote for worry,
she watches the clouds as they pass
not one of them is in a hurry.

The loving soul who was there first,
took you under her wing and did,
what we are here to do and to be,
like family we all exist under that same tree.

Movement was a bit of a struggle,
so we called for more love
to come to our aid to provide some shade,
and it was a lovely cool break to lean on a new dove.

When we are entrenched inside the light,
we know and we see so brightly it shines,
from one to another, we swim in delight,
because without the braces it can be difficult to fight.

The energy will command you to slow,
even when you are blinded inside,
the flow – it has a way you know,
to send you messages in such a way, to abide.

One more step, one more breath,
there will always be love and change,
but we are nothing without breakage
and repair to remind us of our range.

Have thanks and gratitude for the gift
of your life. We came here in search
of a human experience and to broaden our light,
to soften the blows of those, and to uplift.

The trip was short we made it home,
with the help of the three wise men,
they brought love, kindness, compassion
and supplies to help us and for that, I give them a ten.

We are all under that same tree,
waiting, watching, listening,
loving, building, dreaming, singing,
dancing and laughing; it’s all that there is, you see?