...my daughter, Sharayah, inspired me to write ( Dreaming... ) when she was 5 years old. She said to me one morning... "Mommy, (pointing up to the sky)... In heaven we are angels asleep...but down here, we are living the dream." And the...poem was born. It just flowed in a couple of minutes....
DREAMING IN HEAVEN
I have been told
By one ancient soul
That in heaven
We are angels asleep
But here on this earth
We are living the dream
And the magic we create here
We keep
And when we pass over
We awaken from sleep
And live once again
From the heart
We create what we feel
It becomes something real
Our desire
Is loves
Strongest part
We live once again
With promise and song
With rainbows that fill every sky
We will always live on
After this life is goneAnd never look back
To ask why
WE DREAM ONCE AGAIN
MYSTERY TO ME
It is all a mystery
This wisdom that I hold
Where does this seem to come from?
It's ancient and it's old
Just when I feel
That I've learned it all
I merge with life's mystery
My existence feels so small
I contain all things
Deep within this loving heart
Each moment of this journey
Will not easily depart
From where we come from
Or where we'll go
From this day forward
Only soul can truly know
This mystery of life
Is everything I've come to know
I see more of what I like
The deeper in I seem to go
I'll never grow tired
Of the many splendors
That I see
I love you more
Than anything life
You are a mystery to me
GOLDEN ACCEPTANCE
Out of the darkness
Is a great light to
The glass window of my heart
That opens from inside and
Releases the agreements with
Things long tied to pain and fear
The light shines in a prism
Of plentiful colors of rainbow
Happily merging with
What's rightfully mine
And that is continuous
Love for myself
I am one with you now,
You smile your
Golden acceptance
And I am embraced
The butterfly
Dances happily
Aware of its wholeness
I have come home
