Dream of what you want to create.
Change provides a release.
Tomorrow is the new!
THE CALLING
Keep faith with a singular aim
For one never knows who may be calling
Or influenced with the calmness of grace
That opens the self to gather wisdom
To be filled with sudden brilliancy
To know that you are here
To be seen
To be understood
To be touched
To feel the breath of the morning
Opening one to another level of existence
Slowly lifting the fog from within.
© Doris Ann Bridgehouse
ALL SEASONS ARE BORN
You may live your life
On this earth’s plain
By viewing your days
As if streaming on TV
You may live your life as if
Each season is your first
It depends on how much
You have a thirst
To live in life’s mystery…
A secret freedom
Without edges
Or a foundation
Time is not measured
There is nothing to perceive
Or waiting to be noticed for good deeds
Surrender to this ethereal space
To show love and to be received
Take your seasons for what they are
And feel…
What is true
The reality of your life is deep within you
But you’ll have to notice
Or you won’t be able to move
This riddle holds the key
Look at what is yet unknown
The joyous hidden threads
That unites you and me.
© Doris Ann Bridgehouse
CROSSING BRIDGES
I’ve crossed many bridges before
But nothing like this strange ethereal space...
Here I’ll have to fill in the blanks,
Come from a different position,
Find the common ground,
Receive life’s unexpected nudges,
And
Be open to the message
Of meaningful godsends.
© Doris Ann Bridgehouse