Faith
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Between darkness and light.
My feet are bare and cold,
Yet I am not afraid
As I occasionally step,
Into the unknown waters
Of the river Styx
His knees ached
As he knelt upon
The blackbean rail.
His hands clasped in prayer
In the Yakandandah Baptist Church
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She smelt the soil
As she bowed before
The moss-covered Buddha.
Her forehead cool against the soil
In the forest outside of Da Nang
.
Sweat stung his eyes
As he prostrated himself
On the east facing mat.
Beneath the blue mosaic tiles
Of the mosque at the heart of Bahrain
.
Incense swirled seductively
As she raised her steepled hands
And lowered her eyes.
In the colourful forecourt
Of a temple in downtown Singapore
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Colour dazzled his vision
As he knelt before the offerings
Bowls of fruit, sweets and spices.
On the steps of the dais
Amongst the bustle of spiritual Varanasi
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Her heart sang
As she draped the chain of flowers
Around the neck of the elephant God.
On the cold scree slopes
Of the sacred Mount Kailash
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All souls gather
Before their chosen faith
As they tread a mindful path.
Across the face of one planet
Our mother – Gaia, Earth
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Inspired by a photograph on MrsMilnr blog her excellent post titled “Believe”. Cheers Mrs M – your photography always inspires me 🙂
His black skin held tight The red blood that pumped life, Until she cut him. Her pale complexion Always hid the red blood, Until she was shamed. Her ancient ancestry Stayed in her red blood, Until the city stole her innocence. Kneeling in prayer Red blood sang through his body, Until hatred ended his life. Our naked desires Our blood red insides Our loves and fears The vessel matters not The souls are all alike. The heart pumps the same - Red blood.
While the days become short
And the nights much longer,
And my mind digs deeper
And stirs up the mud –
And then clouds my dreams.
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In fitful sleep I’m troubled
And filled with self doubt,
And clinging to straws
And words of kind friends –
And trying to focus on good.
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When dawn fills my eyes
And once again I am calm,
And family stands beside me
And reminds me of fine times –
And the kindnesses we’ve shared.
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I fill my lungs with fresh air
And my heart with their love,
And my mind with sound knowledge
And my hands with hard work –
And go on rejoicing this life.
homes become rubble religions bring discontent life is such a mess
I met a man upon the beach One steamy summer morn'. He was quiet and calm, And as we stood and watched - Another day was born. As the first rays touch our chests I turned to look at him once more. His hair was long, His feet were bare, His robes were wet and worn. He turned to me a gaze that pierced, Then filled me with content. His eyes were deep His face was calm His soul was on display. He invited me to share repast We sat and watched the rising sun - And ate his fish And ate his bread And drank no finer brew. Conversation flowed with ease As if brought upon the gentle breeze We spoke of things That summer dawn Which calmed my jagged mind. I walk that beach now ev'ry day And feel the same sweet peace - As nature flows And the ocean sighs And seabirds eulogise.
Be mindful where your bare feet fall, Fear not the proclaimed poppy tall, Listen not to any demon's call, Try not to drop the fragile ball. Treat others with a heart that's kind, Remember it's your own free mind, Don't be strayed, nor unforgivingly blind, Leave not your conscience far behind. Stand strong and mighty as the elm, Ever mindful that you have the helm, Try not to be too overwhelmed, Many hands will help you in this realm. Tread ever lightly in our plane, Push not against this earthly grain, Cause not you heart unpleasant strain, And upon your path you shall remain.
I cut off my hair –
No power did I divest.
No fear walking the tiger’s lair.
Not a head was turned,
As I wander through the rest.
No power the fiend – renounced.
My heart had been tempered –
Still it hammers in my chest,
The loss freshly remembered.
One hand reached out
Reviving only the best.
My heart began to shout –
All doubt washed aside,
My mind held no great contest –
True friends will always abide.
The Elephant Headed Lord, remover of obstacles
Her faith on her sleeve
The Elephant Head Prince tends
A path well travelled
Poetry is my aeroplane 