The most I can Hope for is a beaching on Wisdom’s coast, to breach-birth this folded foal on the shoals of shame and let the surging surf scour it’s bloody hide, lift it to the Light and toss it as Peace Offering on the shores of Life. Where wind- slapped it will escape onto the plains of Faith and flockless, wander desolate fields, conspiring with breezes to name my pains and claim my blame, and on the balance of Love’s Justice weigh my Spirit’s fruits to recompense unto me the heart of my soul’s intent Then I, now Accepted by the Beloved One into the blessed Ground of Being, am freed to scale the pinnacles of Becoming. There to sing the Wonder and Glory and Awesome Joy of I AM THAT.
This is awesome Joy! The following made me drool in word envy: "wander desolate fields, conspiring with breezes to name my pains and claim my blame, and on the balance of Love’s Justice weigh my Spirit’s fruits"
Then I, now Accepted by the Beloved One into the blessed Ground of Being, am freed to scale the pinnacles of Becoming. There to sing the Wonder and Glory and Awesome Joy of I AM THAT.
*SIGH*. I feel free, I feel powerful. I feel that I AM. Thank you!!!
"conspiring with breezes to name my pains and claim my blame"
Having breezes act as the discoverers of pain and blame gives a sense that these will ultimately be lightened, swept clear and made fresh. Loved the poem, Joy Renee!
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This is awesome Joy! The following made me drool in word envy:
"wander desolate fields,
conspiring with breezes to
name my pains and claim my blame,
and on the balance of Love’s
Justice weigh my Spirit’s fruits"
Wow, Joy -- what an inspiring view of life! freed to scale the pinnacles of Becoming. That's perfect.
I can't pick a favorite line or two. This is really strong, powerful, and it has a sense of freedom that is really speaking to me.
Awesome, Joy Renee!
hamna hamna hamna. Im overwhelmed
Wow. Amazingly powerful poem, Joy.
I love the way you close it also!!!
Then I, now Accepted by
the Beloved One
into the blessed Ground of Being, am
freed to scale the pinnacles
of Becoming. There to sing
the Wonder and Glory and
Awesome Joy of I AM THAT.
*SIGH*. I feel free, I feel powerful. I feel that I AM. Thank you!!!
I'm drawn most to these lines:
"conspiring with breezes to
name my pains and claim my blame"
Having breezes act as the discoverers of pain and blame gives a sense that these will ultimately be lightened, swept clear and made fresh. Loved the poem, Joy Renee!
Incredible, I love the pictures you put with it!
Joy,
what a beautiful poem. So much emotion in the poem that I can't pick one particular sentence that I love the most.
I heard "Ground of Being" and thought of Paul Tillich. Only when we realize our need for the ground of our being are we able to grow and become.
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