Rest Easy and Long

I can’t save my family,

I can’t save the world.

In God’s love rest easy, rest long…

Try as I may,

I can’t hold back the breaking dawn.

Rest easy my child, rest long…

All my fruitless pushing and pleading,

Won’t cause a tidal wave’s receding.

Pointless worry, wasted effort and time,

On unknown reason and rhyme?

In God’s love come rest your head,

Rest easy, rest long…

Knowing you are blessed!

Take away my security, my home,

My strength and my song,

Leave me on the street for dead,

Disregard all I’ve ever done or said,

For I know God’s love carries on.

And only in God’s love,

Do I rest easy and long…


-Gilda Patricia




Infinite Eyes

A New Year…

Just another day in infinity...

Look, deeply look,

In your loved one’s eyes,

Behind them lies infinity…

Look, really look into the night skies,

Beyond such grandness stands infinity…

Look, really look with respect and dignity,

Upon all living things,

For in each one, infinity resides.

Infinity is all around,

Inbedded within and

Above and beyond.

So respect and love,

What you see here and now


Just stop…

And see your world,

With infinite eyes.


-Gilda Patricia

A blessed, safe, happy, healthy New Year to you and yours, in 2018!”



Mining for Gold

Skimming stones,

Across water’s surface…

False pursuits,

Of superficial illusion.

Shiny plastic widgets and what-nots,

Look good to the eyes,

Feel good to the ego…

While devoid of human-heart-truth,

And filled with soul-depth-deprivation.

Sorrow saturating a rotted-out core.

...Changing focus,

Diving deep,

Mining substantial, sustainable Love,

Basking in penetrating yet forgiving Light.

Anchoring new foundations,

Of God’s underlying golden peace.


-Gilda Patricia


Let Love Be the Limit

They say the sky’s the limit,

But when you let love be the limit,

Then the sky itself cracks open wide,

And all things hoped for,

Come falling down like rain…

Tiny crystalized diamond  tear drops,

Faith’s substance,

Reflecting the light,

Behind your wide open

Spiritual eyes.


“Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.”

-Gilda Patricia

A Spiritual Quest

Time spent here is just experience lived.

Have we gained wisdom?

Have we learned compassion…

For ourselves, for others?

Good!  Then you’re progressing fine.

Time cannot run out.

Success has nothing to do with the length of 

Your mortality or the state of your physicality.

Spirit asks, “What have you learned of love?

What is your golden rule, faith or fear?

Who is your God, body or Spirit?”

Need more time to learn?  No worry!

Soul’s are eternal and so is your life…

On love’s infinite spiritual quest,

You are always access approved.


-Gilda Patricia




God’s spiritual world is holding its breath,

Awaiting my “rebirth”-day!

You see I’ve been spiritually minded,

For some time now,

But truth be told…I’ve still been

Wishing beyond wish and hoping,

Beyond hope that things would one day,

Somehow, someway…magically go

My Way.

But my very happiness depends now on

Me relinquishing these immature childhood,

Wishes and dreams.

Spiritual happiness means taking it all in…

Accepting all things as a gift, 

Minus the labels, minus the judgments,

Minus my expectations…

Of how things should be, about what

I deserve…

When every inch of the Universe Is always

Loving me, before, during, and forever after,

My “rebirth”-day.


-Gilda Patricia


The Modest Ones

God bless the desperate modest ones,

Who take so little and 

Feel so much…

Whose hearts are wider than

The sky, a sweet song 

On their lips to sing,

Yet, perhaps an octave too high,

For others to join in?

Alone, for now…

But still connected, 

To the universal heartbeat, 

Of oneness, love and light.

One day the whole world will

Know their song, when the sun

Peeks out from behind dark clouds,

They will sing their final sad verse.

…Until then, silent daisies in the field,

Perk up and slightly bend,

Toward the modest ones.

(In honor of those who shine their light down on others without exception and without expectation.)

-Gilda Patricia