Tag: Mother Earth

Mother Earth Womb

Dearest Mother Earth,

From a distance your form is round and smooth,

Like a womb…

You are the body I breathe life into.

You bear all with patience and tolerance,

You share all with generosity and love,

You overcome all with resilience and grace.

May My life sustaining breath,

Offer you renewed hope, strength and faith,

To carry you through,

Every challenging time and season.

Mother Earth, you are the nurturing womb,

Who births abundant and diversified life,

On your great and expansive planet.

May you be the model for your people,

Of what true love looks like.

I graciously thank you,

For the fruit of your beautiful womb!

Be filled up to overflowing,

By my enduring love and light divine,

Sincerely yours,

Now and forever,

God’s Spirit.

by gilda patricia

Happy Mother’s day to all beautiful mothers. Sending out extra blessings to my own beautiful mother who like Mother Earth bears all and shares all without complaint, only love. Love you Mom!

At Home in Divine Feminine

A Higher Love story…

Rising up from the depths,

Out over the rubble of untruth,

Divine Feminine speaks,

Her voice rings crystal clear,

For the first time ever these words are uttered,

Which now surface shamelessly, unabashedly,

Though they’ve been rumbling and bubbling,

Hidden beneath her false sheen,

For perhaps her Centuries long existence…

There are a few left standing to hear her speak,

Of those who once shaped and formed her,

Into a robotic useful thing for their own benefit and pleasure,

But at this time everyone is surprisingly quiet and still,

One bird shriek can be heard from the distance, nothing more,

Then she says, for all, for anyone or perhaps none to hear,

I am loved!

I am lovable!

I am love unconditional!

This time she is heard,

By the One who matters,

The breath, or Spirit of

Life immediately makes His way,

Back Home to her,

The place He always belonged,

Never again to leave.

Now on earth serendipity reigns,

And peace, love and

Joy abound.

 

-gilda patricia

Happy Valentine’s Day to Divine Feminine!

God bless Mother Earth.

 

Father Time’s Fall (Revised)

(Felt a little guilty about Father Time’s death, in 1st version (see prior post). So in this 2nd version, Father Time does in fact live on, though retiring to the countryside).

 

In the aftermath of Father Time’s terrible fall,

Master clockmaker puts Father Time back together,

A shiny new pacemaker for his busted ticker.

 

But Father Time and Mother (Earth) Space,

Having both overreached their rule,

And overextended their limits…

 

Set out for quite retirement place in the country,

Modest abode with porch swing and a spectacular view,

Of purple mountains and fruited plains.

 

There, Father Time kept on ticking,

While Mother (Earth) Space kept far-reaching,

Minus over-ambitious reaping.

 

Transistor radio singing,

Amber waves of staticky tunes,

With lemonade in hand…

 

Other hand free to swat time flies.

Reminiscing of good ol’ days long past,

Before their time stood still.

 

Here, Now, time for Higher LOVE’s reign…

Flexible, bending, yielding, healing,

Compassionate, helpful hands…

 

Moving with forgiveness, patience, reverence,

Most gentle persuasion,

Face unfettered, unaffected, unbounded,

 

By  T  I  M  E    or    S     P     A      C      E…

 

The short or long of it,

Used up, unreachable, barren or broken places,

 Past, Present, Future now co-residing…

 

Having most precise timing,

For grace and healing free-flowing,

Never missing single beat.

 

And we, now here, 

Living Here and Now…

In time and space, not of it. 

 

Loving Presence cracks code on,

Separation’s archaic rule.

Say’s Father Time, “Please do stop by and see me anytime!”

 

-Gilda Patricia