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


Humanity’s Garbage Collector

Humble Presence,

Patiently waiting,

To dispose of…

The guilt, sorrow and blame,

Still haunting our past,

As well as dread and hopelessness,

Lurking there in our future.


God’s open hands and heart,

Accepting our long-awaited,


Night or day, anytime!

No “special pick-up” required,

No explanation needed,

Or questions asked.


Happy to schlep away every burdensome load.

In no way above this so-called,

“Dirty work.”

Removing the dark thoughts fermenting,

In dark hidden alleys,

Attracting fearsome scavengers,

In our troubled minds. 


Brave hearts,

Need only release “hang-ups.”

Placing present life in God’s,

Competent, most qualified hands…

Heavy-laden hearts, now emptied,

Spread their lightness and joy,

Across the land.


-Gilda Patricia