Living Large

You, most joyful chosen one,

Are free from moods and fancies,

Fickle tastes and passing trends…

You are the Light that shines!

Meditate on the purity of Light,

Found within your own spirit.

A drop of water may have little worth alone,

But met by the fullness of the sea…

Overflows in depth, mystery, richness, power, life and treasures yet to be discovered and uncovered.

Each drop in the greater ocean,

Sharing in its glory, beauty and wonder with indescribable awe…

As the Light of your spirit,

Is a speck of God’s glorious Spirit.

All comparisons end,

When we glory instead in our God given treasures,

The fruits of His Spirit.

Only the humble, the loving,

The believing heart…

Would wish to merge in oneness,

With the greater Spirit.

Keeping pettiness aside,

For pettiness is living small.

Instead embody the peaceful Spirit of God,

And as a droplet in the greater ocean,

You too will Live large.

by gilda patricia

The Freedom of Faith

Free to enjoy the simple pleasures of life,

Free to find beauty in a forgotten field,

Free to make friends with frogs, butterflies and trees,

Free to fall in love with the breeze,

Free to frolic in the glistening blue sea,

Free to send a pray up to the heavens,

Through cloud filled skies,

Trusting stars wink back and the sun smiles.

God’s universe is His children’s playground,

This is the freedom of faith.

by gilda patricia

Happy 4th of July America! May you enjoy!!

Reflecting Tranquility

The universe and everything I see,

Reflections of God…

Reflections of the sky, the clouds, the trees,

Reflections in the sea,

Reflections of nature,

Reflections of love,

Reflections of light,

Reflections of beauty,

Reflections of you,

Reflections of me,

Reflections of peace, grace and harmony,

Reflections of tranquility…

Reminding me to let it go, let go and just be.

by gilda patricia

The Tick Tock Game

clock by Karen Gonzalez

  Every time I ask for time,

                   High and dry time leaves me,

                     Yet when I’ve had enough of time,

  Tocks drone on unceasing.

                     “Oh fickle, flighty time, why can’t you ever please me?

                Like a cat and mouse chase,

                     Little spinning hands running circles in my mind,

…stiches, streams, ticks, and crunches,

                     No minute to rewind or even unwind!

                    Then suddenly left to whittle away dull hours,

                     Or count sheep till dawn, 

                 When will this silly Tick Tock game ever end?

 Perhaps I can reframe time,

                    By placing life itself,

Higher than the ticking clock upon my mantelpiece?

                   For life is the most masterful Timepiece…

                    Exquisite and sublime,

                  Of timeless beauty and grand design,

                     Moving with precision and grace in divine time,

                     Fashioned by God the Master Craftsman,

                     His signature carved inside.

                  While the Tick Tock game lacks clear rhyme or reason,

                     Life’s eternal Timepiece, set to love, is always right on time,

                     No matter the season, reason or rhyme.

by gilda patricia

 (Be at peace knowing the beautiful Timepiece whom is your Brother, Mother, Father, Sister, Cousin, Friend, Aunt, Uncle, lover, etc… goes on and on…with or without the Tick Tock game…forevermore.)                                                                                             

Wholesome Love

The beauty and joy of wholesome (whole-sum) love,

…Souls remade in perfect oneness,

Real…Now…

Here for us!

This wholesome, magnetic, electric,

Field of love…

God’s love, true-self love, soul family love…

Love…love…love,

Love’s expert sewing needles stitching together,

Resuscitating, recirculating, reverberating,

recalibrating, reigniting,

And repairing each frozen,

Broken, hidden, brittle hole,

Reworking every mismatch, misstep and mis-stitch,

Calling lost souls back into love’s precious fold,

Held in one tender, life affirming blanket,

Of compassionate warmth,

Time for reveling in God’s rich,

Ever-green, pot of golden love,

A healing elixir,

for one and all,

Once and for all.

Happy New Year of help, hope and healing, 2021!

-gilda patricia

Superior Tree

Could there be one tree in the forest God deemed superior?

It’s shape, it’s form, it’s height, it’s resilience to weather life’s storms,

It’s growth rate and life span,

The ability to bear fruit or need of less care;

Just what would make one tree better than the others?

Thankfully God forgot to pick and choose,

before spreading abundant seeds.

For our world is blessed with the richness of creation,

Of great variety and variation.

What a sad, poor, dull, boring, lonely world it would surely be,

If God graced the earth with just one superior tree.

-by gilda patricia

Field of Wishes

As scattered seeds fly from a dandelion blanketed field,

May they spread my wishes to all God’s children,

For a new world of peace, hope, joy, kindness,

Opportunity, unity, revelation, freedom, truth, community,

Cooperation, compassion, passion, health, and wealth,

…a people blanketed in divine-light, love, and well being.

by gilda patricia

Home Within

Wondering how before I’d functioned?

Once finding a place of in-destruction,

at home within myself.

So long ago my journey began,

An inward trek of love and mercy,

…at home within myself.

Knocking on my heart’s door, at first with trepidation,

Ms. Divine Feminine extended the warmest invitation,

…at home within myself.

Through my heart’s now open door,

God’s living Spirit breathes new life,

…at home within myself.

Relief, reprieve and soulful ease,

To my surprise did I achieved,

…at home within myself.

Of wonder and awe,

Did I unlock a sheltered timeless dwelling space?

...at home within myself.

One grand and epic residence!

Where pain and illness has no place,

…at home within myself.

For here only Love,

May show it’s tender face,

…finally, happily with peace, love, joy and serenity… at home within myself.

by gilda patricia

 

Thank God for Hell?

We need the rain to appreciate

A sunny day,

As we need struggle and pain,

To recognize beauty and ease.

We must have darkness,

To see a candle’s light,

As to witness the stars,

Of course we need night.  

 

It’s strange to have gratitude,

To stop and thank God,

For life’s hardships and heartaches…

But in rising like a phoenix,

From the depths of hell,

The taste of heaven,

Is always so much sweeter.

 

Some people bring us sunshine,

And pure delight!

But for those who offer,

Nothing but rain…

Strut across their dreary terrain,

Wrapped in your own,

Bright and beautiful rainbow.

 

by gilda patricia

 

We Don’t Die

God created a world,

Where people die.

Now, God is either,

Completely cruel,

Or we don’t really die…

Perhaps after death,

We simply turn inside out,

And keep right on living.

Maybe we’re actually,

Inside out right now,

Our hearts sealed up,

Inside hollow chest cavities,

Instead of right out there,

On our sleeves,

Beating wildly,

Bravely, fiercely,

To fullest capacity,

Without apology,

Alive.

 

gilda patricia