Unbury your Soul, maybe?

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Maybe it is time to unbury your soul?

Maybe it is time to find your true voice?

Maybe it is time for the world to meet the real you?

Maybe it is time to be your own authority?

Maybe it is time to listen within?

Maybe it is time to worry less about what other people say?

Maybe it is time to choose your own way?

Maybe it is time to find your soul?

Maybe it is time for soul to find you?

Maybe it is time to get off the carousel?

Maybe it is time to sit down and rest?

Maybe it is time to follow your inner calling?

Maybe it is time to unbury your soul?

What is your answer to life calling you from within?

#Rest

Poem slightly inspired by the story of the Mount of Transfiguration.

Rest

Early morning
Got up to rest
Away from the stress
Alone with myself

Pressure from all sides
Heaviness within
Tiredness in face
Sorrow in heart

Would rather escape
This pain arising
Too much to handle
Too much to care

Sipping my coffe
Clearing my mind
Still ready to give up
No desire to drink this cup

Alone with The Alone
Here I am again
Forgotten my way
Yet the I Am is here

Trust in spite of pain
When death feels like freedom
That Love soon again
Will shine like the Son

 

Please note: This poem is not an encouragement to give up on life, rather an anknowledgment of how painful and stressful life can be. The poem also communicates the belief in love and hope in the life we are living. If you are experiencing very difficult times please reach out to someone you can trust and/or ask for professional help. Remember, there is always a way through so we must and can keep living our lives ❤️

 

 

 

A Need For #Celebration

Joy of living

I want to celebrate
The joy and love of life
The broken hearts
The breaking of a new dawn
I want to celebrate
The joy growing from the pain
The everlasting hope and love
Yes, I want to celebrate
I want to shout to the world
What is only really heard in the Great Whisper
There is love, there is hope, there is faith
I want to say it again
There is a Love
Let us celebrate
Now

The Longing Pains Me

The longing pains me. Is it new life growing or a desire for wholeness? I thirst for His love and grace to color my life and surroundings. Fill my empty, bottomless cup. I pray and yearn, day and night. Come, heal my inner man.

Let my eyes dwell on Your goodness. I long for your touch, to drink your lifegiving water. It is painful, this hunger, it truly is. May Your Spirit quench my thirst.

Your Life within me, is my strength forever and ever. Your Love upholds me and lifts my soul. Your Grace heals my inner man and restores my broken heart. In You I find truth and rest for my soul.

Keep me Lord, surround me, embrace me in my sorrow and woundedness. Help me to be a giver of what You have given. Help me drink the cup and take the steps You ask of me. You want the whole world to know, The Christ that moves and upholds.

Christ be my life, Christ be my all. Let me see with Your eyes, each created thing and being, yes, the whole of Your creation. When everything else is burned away, be You still, the Flame burning in my heart.

Lonely Longing

Sunflowers

Longing for true life

in relation to real people

Broken friendships and loss

Especially difficult

in times like these

Longing to truly give to others

what my heart has deeply received

Letting it rest

Especially difficult

in times like these

From longing to looking ahead

to days of new paths

Hungering for brighter days

Especially easy

      in times like these

 

 

Last Song

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Bluebells ringing in the morning sun

The day passing slowly

The evening coming so deep and blue

Everything said that can be said

The Earth has nourished you for a long time

Stars mirrored in the sea

Now say goodbye, to everything you know

Now it is you, who are dying

The boat is on the riverbank

The ferryman is ready

Look back no more

The Light is all you have

This poem was written by a very good, mystic friend, Dag Knapstad 🙂 Posted with the poet’s permission.

Norwegian original:

Siste sang

Blåklokker ringer i morgensol

Dagen drar langsomt forbi

Kvelden den kommer så dyp og blå

Alt er nå sagt som kan sies

Jorden har næret deg lenge nå

Stjernene speilet i sjø

Ta nå farvel med alt du vet

Nå er det du som skal dø

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