Life

Life requires effort,

Effort requires life,

For what we love,

We put forth an effort,

Planting the seedling,

Helping it to grow,

Until it returns the love,

Providing fruit for our health.

 

Yet life is a magic mystery,

Organic matter formed of atoms,

Atoms formed of particles,

Bonded across gulfs so far,

Yet things still seem solid,

Though matter is mostly empty space,

With matter being energy,

Held firmly in its place.

Einstein showed us plainly,

Matter and energy are the same,

Yet the direction an electron spins,

Will dictate how it behaves,

Acidity or basic,

Creating chemistry for life,

So when a bird lands on my tree,

I see the magic of life.

Embrace the mystery with wonder,

For it is part of who we are,

Spinning through infinity,

Between worlds near and far,

Let the love of life embraced,

Lead you to explore,

Around the corner from each mystery,

You will always find one more.

Scope

When the winds come,

I hear leaves scratching the sky,

While storm covers the stars at night.

Where the dark embraces warmth,

And the clouds conceal the sky,

I find my heart embracing the light.

For the heart is boundless,

And it can embrace,

An endless number of skies.

In the love of life,

It does give chase,

To the burning questions of why.

Why does such beauty,

Who could have anyone,

Love one such as me?

Why do the birds,

Take love of flight,

When they know they are always free?

We have explored so much,

Yet so much of life,

Is not quite what it seems,

For as we sleep,

We meet other souls,

Confusing memories for our dreams.

A love of life,

Creates the love of light,

Both gifts from the heart of God,

So limits of understanding,

Fall apart and away,

For with love nothing is at odds.

 Love is the fire,

Behind understanding,

Giving hearts and imaginations scope.

Binding souls together,

Beyond life and death,

Love is the reason for hope.

The Equation Unfolded

 Einstein had a vision

 Seeing reality a new.

 Energy being matter,
 Matter being energy,
 Same thing in different forms,
 Mystery in the light of truth.

 He saw the light differently,
 Raining down as particles,
 Coming to shore as waves.
 Different states in the same time,
 In his equation perfect rhyme,
 Showing matter as energy.

 Can the picture be complete,
 Without gravity in matter and light?
 When anything with mass emits light?
 Gravity is measured in waves,
 Could the energy exist as particles?
 Waves and particles as is with light?

 In time arrives the question of time,
 As yet undetected as particles or waves,
 Yet we feel hours pass like minutes,
 While a moment can last forever,
 So if time is part of the picture,
 How could it not be in the equation?

 Mass multiplied by lightspeed squared,
 Requires time to see conversion,
 Requires gravity due to the mass,
 Resulting in light through translation,
 Yet if the equation could consider this,
 What would it reveal?

 Universe upon universes,
 Lay at the feet of God,
 Transcending all dimensions,
 Beyond our understanding,
 In a reality of thought energy,
 Just to show us love?

 Have you considered this could be true?
 What would you do for love?

Teardrops of Time

Time is a measurement, 

 Giving the illusion of control, 

 A metering of reality, 

 To make sense in our minds, 

 The measure of entropy, 

 In an imperfect world, 

 Where the only continuum,

 Is the constant of change. 

 The only real change, 

 Comes from the craft of creation,

 Where things of the mind, 

 Become things of the world, 

 From the energy of thought, 

 And the work of our hands, 

 Through the doorway of the heart, 

 To be born beneath the stars. 

 All thought is energy, 

 All matter is energy, 

 The difference between the two, 

 Is the veil of doubt in our minds, 

Torn asunder by the heart,

Letting the light of truth through,

Sparking Creation’s birth,

In the magic of life.

This light of experience,

Shines through all things,

A homeless mother’s eyes,

On this her little girl’s birthday,

Painting her joy onto my words,

Through the light of her heart,

 Under the clouds that we share, 

 Outside of your door. 

 Experiences are things, 

 Gifts of timeless love, 

 Moments from the heart, 

 Alive through the eternity of love, 

 Moments from the heart, 

 Adding to the ocean of life, 

 Just like tear drops of time, 

 Into eternity. 

The Sound of Energy

For Jean-Michel Jarre and the way his work has inspired me.

Where the heart meets the universe, 

 Imagination unfolds, 

 Seeing the impossible possible, 

 Exploring outwards, 

 Beyond infinity, 

 Exploring inwards, 

 Beyond dimensions, 

 For everything is energy, 

 Held closely at a distance, 

 To create the magic of life. 

 In painting our picture, 

 God needed to make a canvas, 

 Filled with the colors of energy, 

 Ablaze with the feel of light, 

 Infused with the flavors sound, 

 Only the heart can confine the infinite, 

 Trapped by the illusions within fear, 

 And with the heart set free of fears, 

 All boundaries fall away, 

 While we take forever by the hand. 

 In music is the language, 

  Where sounds of forever are heard, 

 Uniting the beat of all hearts,

 Affecting all that breathes,

 Viberating the space between stars,

For this song is all around us,

Defying silence to be silent,

Granting the magic that is human,

 To change the world around us, 

 Beneath the rising sun.

For Stephen Hawking

 In spaces between the day and the night, 

 He traveled beyond dark matter and light, 

 Traveling to places he could not reach, 

 Returning with knowledge the world to teach, 

 When the physical took the time from his clock, 

 He vowed with his mind he would not stop, 

 Expounding reality beyond our dreams, 

 Earning respect and the world’s  esteem,

 And looking into the vacuum of space, 

 He found energy in every place, 

  Finding in faith what the eye could not see, 

 With his mind defying what could not be, 

 Fabric of space bending, 

 Time never ending, 

 From particles to dimensions, 

 From thoughts to intentions, 

 Exploring, 

 Imploring, 

 Believing

 Receiving, 

 And if energy cannot be destroyed or created, 

 In this final thought I am elated, 

 Our friend the Explorer a gift did give, 

 Through our hearts he continues to live. 

 Love without effort is nothing, 

 For we are creatures of effort, 

 When all that we do becomes, 

 Part of who we are. 

 Faith without works is nothing, 

 As works manifest love in the world, 

 Showing our beliefs, 

 Through all we say and do. 

 The skills we gain are from doing, 

 The knowledge we gain is from learning, 

 The life we gain is from living, 

 The love we gain is from giving. 

 There is no blessing without cost, 

 This has been since time began,

 All things good in life costing effort, 

 Our lives costing the life of God‘s son. 

 The greatest of gifts comes from giving, 

  And we are never left without, 

 For as creatures of effort we thrive,
Through love there is never a doubt.