Saturday, 17 September 2016

Mother Earth

I fell to the earth, softly, caressed with love and tenderness,
my eyes slowly lifted towards the heavens, blinded by the lights,
the canopy above me sheltered me from years ahead of me,
the sound of mother earth, I longed to enfold myself into her and she in us!

But we were taken away by that which we know not off!

Painting by Lorraine Rigby. 2016
She whispered a segment of hope, now lost in the concrete wilderness,
our fractured Being, focuses on the hope of what the masters offer,
but we have been made deaf to our mother earth, she weeps and wails,
She stamps with fury! And we lay our hopes and promises on a cycle of hatred!

We have been stolen away from the wilderness of our dreams,
We have been made into elaborate slaves, imprisoned in gilded cages!
We have been lied too, conned, manipulated, tortured and executed,
for their sake! Have we forgotten what mother earth promised?

She sits waiting, ready to embrace us,
She is hurt from the abuse.....

We must rise from the tyranny of insidious control,
Wash away the suffocation that drowns our souls.

We stamp with fury.... she will hear our call, she will rise, and will lift us up!
We will break through the canopy that shaded us and view our dreams and promises!

Friday, 9 September 2016

A Thousand Miracles

Painting by Lorraine Rigby. 2016
It came from nowhere,
It was so unexpected and cruel... 

That someone could say such words. 

But at the heart of such cruelty, 
Lies a deep pain that we have been untouched by...

It came from nowhere, 
It was so unexpected and kind...

That someone could say such words. 

But at the heart of such kindness, 
Lies a deep love that we have been touched by...

It came from nowhere, 
It was so unexpected... 

That the universe created us, we are its expression!

At the heart of such an action 
Lies a deep need..................

                           .................. and forever we will search for that need. 

Friday, 2 September 2016

Kyrie Eleison

Painting by Lorraine Rigby. 2016.
Kyrie Eleison!

The Violin trembles with excitement,
The Cello quivers with jubilation,
The Choir breathes with exaltation,
The Soloist smiles with self-assurance.

He comes from the wooden panels with a shock of white hair,
His priestly garb does not fool anyone, taking his stand!
The formal nods, unseen winks, knowing smiles,
They have bonded in months of relationship!

The Father of Music looks down with Joy!
The Children of Music wait with expectation!

Like lightening streaking toward our heart,
Breaking the mundane with the divine language!
Our quintessence is the exploration of our earthly beauty
We are propelled into the world were reality... stops......... stops for a moment
...........................................piercing reality and knowing God for the first time!

It transmits a divine enigma code.

               It evokes messages to our yet known self.

                              It filters through our emotions and joy is released!
The beauty of the divine child. Humanity!

Kyrie Eleison! 


The Landscape before the Veil

My hand slipped into her hand, held with fellowship and hope, that her soul will be lifted with the wings of love, and she will be united wi...