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03 Mar

Come. Linger!

Swaying corn of harvest’s field
Is not impatient with the seed~
Spring fed lakes do not dry up
Because shore lines seem to change~
Here is the secret of life
For your hurried days of strife~
Come, sway with the corn
In autumn’s moonlit nights~
Come lay and linger with
Plantings newly covered seed~
Drink and rest, refreshed by spring;
Linger with life indeed!

03 Mar

At Ease

Fall colors by Jim CrottyCopper-colored
Leafy shawls…

Ascending acorn hats.

Fresh green
Hemlock throws…

And breezes in the lap.

03 Mar

Fresh Sheets!(Poet’s Reflection on the Open Page)

Dark Bed of the Lake awake!
New dawn for dark night’s sky…
Sails of billowing white
Pull us…
As we trace the curved and rounded places,
Now here at dawn…born of night’s graces.
And here we lie in wait,
To startle lover’s awake.
On sheet’s of white,
Come lay with me!

02 Jan

To Speak of Death

 You ask me to speak to you
Of nature, and decay,and life and death, and
My tongue becomes the pen
Of a ready writer,
Says the psalmist 
May the words I speak and
The pen that writes on behalf of The One—
Be therefore like springtime, where
 I do not fear its arrival… norIts sweet and pungent air… announcing its
Eminent presence 
For death is undervalued in the
Larger scheme of life—
And life itself becomes
Something we spend our lives giving up
What has never been ours to possess! 
There are secrets told here
By the wise ones when—
In rooms of dark night, they
Speak of freedoms visitation
In their dying 
And death itself visits in its
Season of unreasonableness—
Walking the halls of your home…
Nothing came stop its arrival,Nor is there need for such as
Everything comes down to this Breath
And this breath itself—is enough, and in that
Moment of birth, all dross
Falls away and …Nothing holds us
As in God’s heart we pray

17 Dec

The One Who Fills My Dreams by Stephen W Emerick

 The one who fills my dreams  
 Here on the beach
With its wide and solitary expanse
I see a familiar figure approaching
And I am caught like a fish on his glance
For this is my beloved
The one who fills my dreams…
Blessed One who fills my thoughts
Like pure cascading streams!
And here we sit at the fire
That always burns warm and bright
We sit and eat sacred salmon
On behalf of love made right.
You are invited to feast with us
Here on the shore tonight…
With He who sewed the heavens and stars,
And join all the servants of light.

02 Dec

The Gift by Stephen W Emerick

 The Gift
Stephen W Emerick 
All is gift…
My friend in his illness
My daughter’s wedding
By the dying father’s bedside
The day she cries
His school days
Her love ways
Dirty smell of laundry
Cathedral Bell
Ocean swell
Growing older
Becoming Elder
Walking in the woods
Hemlock bower
Springtime shower
Dying flower
All is gift……
And I remain ….
Grateful I Found Thee

24 Nov

Wooded Wondering

_mg_6767.jpgAs I wander here among the sacred land and forest,
I wonder if the life I have known will live on when I am no longer here.
Will the pine forest still speak in the wind, and will the lakes remain
Effervescing in the colors of fall and in the moon light at night?
Will the still-small-cottages and their lights aglow still beckon
Hospitality to those passersby’s blessed to be about in the night?
If heaven is that place and time where one was most happy during one’s life,
Then I shall never leave thee… forest, lake, and woodland path,
Nor watchful eyes of deer, so that when you come this way I will speak to you
In the winds atop the pines, and rustle beneath your feet in fall’s splendor, or
Startle you awake in springs thunder and watch you in winter be the first to take
A new-fallen-snow-step into wonder, knowing now that
You and I and the forest are now and always will be…
Heavenly

18 Nov

Birth, at Dead Woman’s Pass by Stephen W Emerick

Birth at Dead Woman’s Pass The Andes, Peru, 14,000 feet  
 What I thought would
Be there to greet me
Did not come to meet me
At the Andean Dead Woman’s pass.  Did she really die here?
Of that I am uncertain.
And so I know
Only this. Pancha Mama at 14,000 feet
Labored breathing
Abdomen heaving
The womb
Breaks
And
I open
 Into a new life …
Beautiful

And blue

And clear.
  

18 Nov

“Unity” by Stephen W Emerick

Sunrise!  A brand new day…
     Bathing trees in
Light from the east– 
T
adasana
Mountain pose.
 Sunset…a brand new night
Bathing trees in
Light from the west–
Paschimotanasana

Intense west stretch
  East joins west,
Light joins shadow,
Blending into darkness…
Heeding nature’s
Great Lesson:
                                                                       There is no forest
Of east or west
Only a forest of one

Om   

Amen.

18 Nov

And the voice said, Sleep by Stephen W Emerick

And the voice said Sleep…

And in your sleeping Dream.

And in your sleeping And your dreaming, Be not afraid! Be not afraid!

Angels said to the shepherds,

In the darkness of the night.

We have traveled from afarTo bring you gift’s of light. 

Come and open to the gifts of angels,

Placed for all to see.

Be blessed with dreams of wonder…

As running springs of water

Is life to stream and tree.

 

Remember Joseph and the Pharaoh.

Dreams interpreted for the one most-high

Would never have happened in history,

If in timidity and unworthiness

They would have been afraid or shy.

 

And then comes another Joseph,

Father of Jesus to be;

Told by angel’s in his dreams of nighttime

To another land

He must now flee

 

Let us be wise and likewise

Be off to this new land,

Heeding centuries of wisdom

To be touched

By the angel’s hand.

 

Let us pledge tonight,

To cross the border land…

Leaving behind our fright, becoming

Refugees willing to fight for right,

With angel’s gifts shining bright.

 

And I shall do so here and now,

Making this pledge and peace,

To take my place

Among the others…

In closeness and beliefs.

 

Like shepherd is to sheep; lambs are to fleece.

Magi’s and Pharaohs,

Angels and prophets,

Fathers and mothers alike.

I vow to slip into my sleep tonight…

 

With prayers to have the wisdom

Of the centuries speak within my dreams, and

Be brought to light in visions…

Under these sheets of white

Tonight!

  

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