Life is made up of layers. Like a piece of fruit if we wish to taste the sweetness we must first peel away the outer layers of skin. I hope that these poems may help you shed your layers and bring you closer to the sweetness at the heart of your life.

SEA OF TRANQUILITY
Inside, a sea of deep tranquility
breathes a song of quiet stillness.
Waves of joy lap daily
on the shores of life. The hum
of an ancient drumbeat
dances our hearts alive.
There is a living thread
that runs through all things.
We cannot see it
but we can feel it, the way
we might feel a song
pulling at our heart strings.
Perhaps in the deep night
you have woken breathless, wondering
what echoes from long ago now whisper
their secrets to you.
Tell me.
Have you discovered yet what it is that
holds you in the quiet hours?
Do you know the extent of your own magnificence?
Inside, a sea of deep tranquility
breathes a song of quiet stillness.
Waves of joy lap daily
on the shores of life. The hum
of an ancient drumbeat
dances our hearts alive.
There is a living thread
that runs through all things.
We cannot see it
but we can feel it, the way
we might feel a song
pulling at our heart strings.
Perhaps in the deep night
you have woken breathless, wondering
what echoes from long ago now whisper
their secrets to you.
Tell me.
Have you discovered yet what it is that
holds you in the quiet hours?
Do you know the extent of your own magnificence?

SHADOW DANCING
Listen to the music of your soul
and dance. Don’t drag your life around
as if it were a heavy burden.
Hold lightly the grief given to you
take it in your arms
and twirl and spin
across the dance floor.
Make beautiful patterns
with the shadow light.
Smile into its eyes, bow and say
‘Thank you.
You have come to save me.’
FLYING
High above the clouds something awakens in my heart. A white hope; a dream,a belief! In this space where all possibilities dance endlessly before me there is no weight of sadness only the murmur of a song, my mind long ago abandoned. Soon the announcement will come ‘Prepare yourself for landing’ and my body will slip back into its usual brace. I will walk on firm land again my longing tucked away, unseen. Until the next time I fly away to foreign lands and feel the white clouds send their wild whispers to live in my heart again. ©Jannietta |
IT’S TIME
You will know when the time for freedom has arrived by the way your body sighs, heavy with longing. Nourished by the life you have led, the guardian of the door known as love, announces your readiness to fly. Still leaving behind all that you have known is no easy task; there is a period of mourning to be faced before the promise of a new day rises and you floatinto its welcome, realising that the struggle was always worthwhile. |

THE GIFT
Life is a timeless gift.
The future cannot receive it,
Nor the past hold it,
Only Now unwraps the present.
Life is a timeless gift.
The future cannot receive it,
Nor the past hold it,
Only Now unwraps the present.

LIVING THE DREAM
If I cannot live by the shores of stillness
then I must invite the shores of stillness
to live in me.
If I cannot dwell where the ocean embraces the land
then I must invite the embrace of ocean to dwell in me.
If I cannot breathe by the tides of peace
then I must allow the tides of peace to breathe in me.
If I cannot make my home by the open sea
then I must invite the open sea to make it’s home in me.
If I cannot live the dream
then perhaps the dream can live me?
©Jannietta

REBIRTH
Kneel on the ground, place your hand upon
the rich earth of your birth, allow
the story of your life, as it is to reach you. There is
no need for fabrication or alteration. No need
to upgrade, degrade or change the details in any way.
What you have made
from the living of your days
is sufficient enough for the embrace of Love.
Forget what should have been or could have been.
There is no need to reach for another version of your life.
Step instead into the passion of your own living.
The shape of your own humanity.
Reach for the stars by all means but don’t forget
to dance on the earth.
The mystery of your rebirth has room for both.
WHY I LOVE THE DARKENING HOURS
Dear moon, keeper of the mystery kind face in the night sky bringer of light to the darkness. Partner to the stars, you who watches over the sleeping hours See how I end my day wrapped in silent prayers, how I rest my head on this pillow of gratitude. Guardian of the sleeping world, see how my sleep is bathed in kindness and joy. How peace prepares to settle in my dreams, how all through the night, a mighty love cradles me. |
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