This Body Is A Gift, Letting Love Be All I Want and Do and Discovering True Wonder Again
3 Poems for the Spiritual Soul…Journey of the Heart # 7…February 19, 2023
Photo Credit: Chinmayan
This Body Is A Gift
This body is a gift.
As long as it is alive,
Even a little bit,
I get to stay in this world where
every moment is a new opportunity
To grow, to create, to bring down the
Light of heaven to earth and be
A shining vessel of pure love.
I love this body—
It is my home, my temple, my sanctuary
Through all the new days
I am given, through every relationship
I am privileged to share…
This body, mind, heart and
Spirit is my faithful vessel for
Exploring the vast universe of almost
Unlimited possibilities…
This body is a gift,
A precious ark for all
I am meant to do to fulfill
The purposes of my birth.
As long as it lives,
I will be seeking to find
My way to higher ground…
Seeking to love, serve and awaken…
Seeking to soar up into the silent sanctuary within
Where who I really am lives forever,
In one beautiful body after another.
—January 24, 2019
Photo Credit: Chinmayan
Letting Love Be All I Want and Do
There is a silence
That comes with the first snow,
Lightly falling at sunset,
That echoes my yearning for peace.
I believe life can be simple,
Once I learn to trust
The Source of my life—
It is only my
Worry, grief and pain
That robs me of joy
Again and again.
Snowflakes dance in the fading light,
Like feathers against the moon,
As the brilliant yellow sun
Slides behind a mountain
Swept over by stormy clouds.
In these moments I reclaim
And know who I AM and
What life is so obviously for..
And I strive to remember
Forever the wisdom that is
So evident now.
Life can flow Like a song
After all, just the way
I long for it to go—
Simple, beautiful, clear of
Pain and fear as long as
I can be like the snowflake
Dancing with the wind and
Let Love be all
I want and do.
November 1993
Photo Credit: Chinmayan
Discovering True Wonder Again
When I was a little boy
Every stone, flower, field and view
Was a wonder to me and
I myself was a wonder too—
Knowing myself was a wonderful thing to.
Now that I am a man
Of so many years,
I must struggle to find
Awe in anything because
My heart is blocked
By pain and tears.
But inside, the little boy
Still lives and when I listen,
His small voice calls me to
Walk in the woods again
And sit down here and wait
Until I can see wild creatures at play
And notice the flower and the dew.
Of all losses, the most
Painful is the loss of wonder.
The universe is a wonderful place,
Whether I can see it or not.
One of the great golden goals I now give
My grown up self to do
Is to seek, find and remember
My little boy’s point of view.
Beyond the reach of thought,
Above the field of pain,
Underneath preoccupations,
I will discover true wonder again.
November 1991
Photo Credit: Chinmayan
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