Delighted to have a new collection of poetry for the bicentennial year, almost edited. These were some of the comments back from Beta readers. They also offered some great constructive critique as well to improve the work. I thank them so much for their time, guidance and beautiful words.
Will be sharing some of these poems for the first time in public on the opening night of Illumine
Comments on June’s new collection
I enjoyed the stream of consciousness. Some of the poems reminded me of Rabindranath Tagore’s work. I related to the references to Holy Spirit and reference to Joseph in poems like Art as a Gift of the Holy Spirit and Dear Artist.
Very deeply felt and flowing verse, reminding me of thought patterns in the Eastern spiritual tradition. The Poetry Bird / Swirling, Almost Something / Prince of Peace / The Dreamer each struck a…
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Above is a prayer learnt in my earliest childhood: set to music and meditative rap. Sharing this today for all the children and those who care about them, needing a bit of hope.
Why pray for social change?
Intone, O My servant, the verses of God that have been received by thee,
as intoned by them who have drawn nigh unto Him,
that the sweetness of thy melody may kindle thine own soul,
and attract the hearts of all men.
Whoso reciteth, in the privacy of his chamber,
the verses revealed by God, the scattering angels of the Almighty
shall scatter abroad the fragrance of the words uttered by his mouth,
and shall cause the heart of every righteous man to throb.
Though he may, at first, remain unaware of its effect, yet the virtue
of the grace vouchsafed unto him must needs sooner or later exercise
its influence upon his soul. Thus have the mysteries of the Revelation
of God been decreed by virtue of the Will of Him
Who is the Source of power and wisdom.
(Also we need action too but we can start with prayer)
Glory to Thee, O my God! The first stirrings of the spring of Thy grace have appeared and clothed Thine earth with verdure. The clouds of the heaven of Thy bounty have rained their rain on this City within whose walls is imprisoned Him Whose desire is the salvation of Thy creatures. Through it the soil of this City hath been decked forth, and its trees clothed with foliage, and its inhabitants gladdened. The hearts of Thy dear ones, however, will rejoice only at the Divine Springtime of Thy tender mercies, whereby the hearts are quickened, and the souls are renewed, and the trees of human existence bear their fruits.
Baha’u’llah Prayers and Meditations, CXVII
Today is a day to think about divine springtimes, renewal and the growth of spirituality in the world. After days and days of rain the sun has been shining, warming up the pool water, and working its way into everyone’s bones. Perhaps its a little too hot- the heat is searing and everyone longs for a bit of shade.
This is where the trees are so wonderful. All the drains have dried up and the floods have gone. It is strange to feel as if one is afloat on an ark. Everywhere one looks the world is in turmoil. It is disturbing to watch the news and see so many sinking ships. Compassion comes out and floats out in the ocean.
Divine springtime like a beacon is shining- through the branches- from the skies.