By Suzanne E. Harrill
What I do not have
I focus upon.
Forgetting the fullness
of my blessings.
A baby’s smile
reminds us that
We are loved
by the Divinity within
all of us.
Around and Around I go
I can stop
Whenever I choose.
New Leaves
always return
After the dead of Winter.
The sun shines
no matter
What is in front of it.
Stillness prepares
the way
Into motion.
The seed of consciousness within
Automatically
Grows when nurtured.
Cold longs for hot.
Hot longs for cold.
Warm and cool are content.
Acorns know how
to be oak trees
Without any guidance.
Consequences
give
Due rewards.
Listen
and you will
Always Know.
Resistances
provide delays
For better timing.
Observation need
never stop
Participation.
Fullness overflows
to be caught
By emptiness.
Laughter
bonds hearts.
Smiles
open doors.
Go up
until
It is time
to go down.
September is
as good a month
As any
to make a resolution.
To err on the side
of giving too much,
I open my heart again.
Feet planted
as a tree is rooted,
Wards off dangerous winds
when they sneak up from behind.
You hurt,
I cry.
Feeling the extension of
our one Self.
Winter welcomes
those whose need is to rest.
Spring welcomes
those whose need is
a new beginning.
Summer welcomes
those whose need is
to dance and grow.
Autumn welcomes
those whose need is
to enjoy ripened fruit.
Sunshine on my face
prepares me to
Face the night.
Remember evil
is not permanent.
Only misplaced energy
waiting to be
Neutralized by its opposite.
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