Light of the Soul

Treetops near Freeport, ME – photo by gfs

How can there be words
without the ears to hear them
the pages writ in spelling
all the ways to listen in

to time spent in the heart
digging through the ruins
of the days spent in between
the dark nights of the soul

All the wing-ed’s crossing o’r
soaring through the pines
a sky the eye somehow missed
whites wisps electric blue

drift away the day’s remains
drifts to the earth as letters
leaving what was willed without
the embers slowly fading


Know thyself

Harvest Moon – photo by gfs
If I can’t find myself
could I ever find love
Is there a space and a time
an Alcyone sunset
Beyond the Valles Marineris
Soulfully wandering into a dream
Nothing is left to define
For all we’ve forgot is divine
The heart becomes etched
in sacred reflections of life
Yesterdays colors living forever
as Polaris and Crux came to see
A silver moon rising out in the blue
Uncovering all we ever have been

Electric Blue

June 2021 Solar Eclipse Sunrise – photo by gfs
(breathe) 
take hold of the electric air
too cold to burn
too blue to feel
the stream flowing into our lives

(ascending)
What waxed wings did Icarus fashion
to soar into the sunlight
Was his hope to find beauty
greater than his own love

(meaning)
The Sun’s rays turn to moonlight
melting before our eyes
casts these shadows of our own naming
our own designs on living

(descent)
Falling to earth
did Adam find his path
Where the gates from Eden opened
into the gates of hell

(breath)
Was there no other than the human
Lost forever waiting to be found

The Wind Listens

Lahaina, HI – photo by gfs

Wasn’t it thunder woke the child
On a storm shaken night in the wood
After flashes of fear cast its shadows
Flashed on rain splattered windows
(Alone)

Voices call crying asking for answers
Turnings are hollow and filled with remorse
Footfalls seem strangely awakened before
All of the memories scuttled and falling
(Teardrops)

Reverberations remaining bring shivers to bone
Reflections of summer’s tides ebb to the sea
Reason recalling the shadows and light
Recanting the proof found written in clay
(Resounding)

Is there another place to call home
Not an hour or minute left to spare the remorse
Seasons return as a gift out of time
Borne on the voices heard by the wind
(Listen)

Through the Looking Glass

“Reflections Down East” – Bailey Island, ME – Photo by gfs
When was the last time
The mirror spoke the truth
Quicksilver satin lines
In shallow dimensions
A cloud of unkwowning
Sinking beneath the tides
Simple seasons seem
to tell us of our fate
Sight unseen to eyes
Journeys through the looking glass
Let her heart believe
the lies she comes to know;

There is only make-believe
within the light of day
The circles ever round about
Where hearts come out
to play
Only essence still (in time)
Takes the sinner home
Lost in some embarrassment
as if we may have known

There is no other way to keep
the truth
Of some forever (never been)
The sacred trust forgotten with
the world within this dream

Take my heart for it is yours
My days are not my own
The light surrounds this side
of heaven
Where destiny as falling waters
sealed the words
forever writ into the stone


Until we change our hearts

Photo: by gfs – Moses parting the Red Sea – Washington Park, Albany NY

Look at time and wonder why
It ever came to be
A veil unknowing shadows cursed
A world within regrets

What of the heart and of the head
Shall come to ever after
Return into another realm
Of lovers wrapped in lace

One day forsaken in the light
Found stolen years of youth
When leaving left them waiting for
The shadows of the night

Fall upon this path we’ve walked
Lies truth within the mind
We will never change the world
Until we change our hearts …

 

No time to cry

Photo: Boardwalk at Bethany Beach, DE by gfs

Time is all I have to keep
And all now you’ve given up
Faded leaves are washed away
In snow melt seen turning to clay

Rivers run cold as the hills unfold
Letting down in their winter dreams
Maples will fill up-rushing again
For the sweetness of life to become

Was it hard to go with no hand to hold
at the crossroads when waking to dreams
I’ll wonder at this and a thousand things
In the days that are mine still ahead

For today you see I’ve no time to cry
No way to find all the tears
I’ll keep them for you to come when they’re due
In a place and a time left to find

Spelling cast


Dreams become us
we will our way
Into the winds
the Way we come to find
the Love we leave
the light we shine
in ancient halls
remembered

Do not fear
for all the signs
as sense has brought
forever
always near
the reason left
recalls the turning
seasons

What was found
beneath the stone
within the clay
now frozen
was understood
the canvas splashed
by color brushed
with Artist hands

Under cover
days defended
with words we spell
untold
feel the storm clouds
fell the oak
and raise this
understanding

Photo “Autumn Path”  by gfs