Tag: prayer

Stardust Prayer

FOR CLEAN AIR

Dear Higher Spiritual family in the stars,

Thank you for showering us with your love, as always

And for shining your light down upon us,

Under the direction and will of one loving God,

May you please take a magnificent net of love,

Filled with your healing starlight,

And forgiving stardust,

Then tossing one end,

May we catch and anchor it down on Earth.

With great sweeping motions,

May we then move this net across the skies with you,

Back and forth, back and forth,

With an ever-widening girth,

A net of love so whisper soft and whisper quiet,

As to be invisible to us,

Like those dangerous particles in the air,

Yet a gazillion times more powerful,

Sweeping, cleaning, and clearing the air above us,

And the air below you,

Carrying the smoke, ash, dust, and debris out to sea,

Or to wherever the highest good may be,

All the while transmuting, healing, and clearing each one of us.

With deep sincerity and starry-eyed appreciation,

For your heartfelt kindness and help,

Offered freely to us,

Your younger relatives,

Here on Earth,

We thank you!

-by gilda patricia

Lost and Found

Tough life may teach one,

Truth of God’s love,

And identity as, 

“Most Beloved Child.”

 

First complaining, blaming,

Fighting, crying out,

“Who would want this life,

Of strife?”

 

At moments even,

Wishing for God to…

                                  take

                                       it

                                          all

                                            back.

 

Could prayers,

Contain such sincerity and fervor,

If not having once,

                                 fallen

                                    desperately

                                         to

                                           knees…

World torn apart?

 

Maybe pain keeps this train,

                                       on

                                           it’s

                                              track.

By calling out to God,

Faith muscles newly oiled,

And limber…

                                  safe

                                       in

                                        Godspeed.

Losing self means finding God,

L                 S                                   

            O                   T                   and… -_-_-_-_-_-_ Found.

 

-Gilda Patricia

Love Threads

All good deeds (including prayer), 

Are sewn into the fabric of Love.

No good deed gets left on the spool,

Unsewn, (unknown).

 

Love could never deny Itself,

But only use the thread,

Which is of the same fabric,

For Absolute Good.

 

Sewing, sewing peacefully,

And ceaselessly into the night;

Creating a blanket of warmth,

For a world, otherwise at risk,

For hypothermia of the soul.

 

This poem is dedicated to all moms, especially my mom,

who works tirelessly for love.