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A Whisper

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Life , as strong she is , vulnerable like a whisper .

The notions planted in your heart , before birth or since , guide and question .

A melody in a moment  and a song for battle in the long , drawn out days .

Walking through scenarios attempting to break free .

A captured moment in the beating of your heart

lays claim to what will be done next .

The wildness in the unknown beckons and calls

stirring the mind and releasing all fears

Leap and leap again !

There is no one richer than the one with the full heart  .

Enchantment

The Visions of Wisdom

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A stream of wisdom rises and  …

brings a  collection of visions  …

both new and old .

Is the song new or  a million years old ?

Gently  extending a hand , open and ready

to receive  the adventures .

The tales are alive

and go dancing in twilight .

Invite them for a spin

and the joy will flow .

Where Were You Born From ?

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Where were you born from ?

Ancient plans in DNA and stars within galaxies too far to see ?

Sleep to see freely from ego and explore the boundaries

and to know the wisdom.

Accumulating and storing perceptions and insights to use in the travels ahead .

Step and step again again .

Clarity in my eyes

though

sometimes I can’t see .

 

 

Where Does Your Heart Wander ?

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Left alone  in the quietness  of the heart  and turned away from distractions ,

It is strong and sweet  .

Fearless towards laughter that is loud and the tears that  wait to flow ,

It is both  wise and naive .

Left alone in the quietness of the heart and  away from doubt ,

It is subtle though  not at all meek .

Close your eyes with love as the day has been done and watch your heart wander .

 

Kindness in an Every Day Life

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When I see a face with the weight of sorrow it is a moment of  seeking to love .

If welcomed  into your eyes there  may be softening , a gentle glow when you know you are visible .

When I  see a smile easing itself out from the  depths then the connection becomes alive .

If a breath to show life is shared hen why not the sorrows and the fears ?

When I walk to feel the sweet Earth beneath my feet and pause to know you are feeling her too , then we are connected .

If  a  chance meeting with a song from a bird so close on the branch that the smile overtakes me  so that I think of you .

When given the chance to see how compassion has brought new light for us all  to see

then I am free.

 

‘ Music of Life ‘ http://chapman-art.com

The Coziness of Our Beloved Earth

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When she is able …

she will hold you gently amongst ancient trees , inviting you to hear their songs .

When she is permitted …

she will caress you with waters running free ….to clear away your debris .

When she is given notice …

she will reveal  miracles , sometimes in a place as small as a speck of light .

When she is respected …

her giving flows and flows .

Thank you beloved  Earth .

FREEDOM

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She hides in plain view and  … can be heard singing in your ear .

A melody or a chant rising from within and turning into a declaration of life .

She looks above and over the lines that have been drawn

and sees a clear flight .

She will pound inside your heart  only when the cause is not right .

And tenderly caress your spirit’s wings into peace

and into the night .

‘Walking Across the Water ‘ acrylic 18×24″

A Fiery Night

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An invitation to awaken  by a dream …

to go willingly or not at all ?

I dare to go .

And please leave your mask at the door , should you choose  to join me .

Laughing wildly or holding poses ,

the steps are all the same .

Loving life is free

so why or why charge a fee ?

‘Coming into Being’ chalk pastel 18×24 2/2013 #48

Warm Embrace

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Warm embraces

and

forceful steps   are ….

lingering  and speaking .

Prayers are more than you think .

A silent language living in a single cell

and

then multiplying  as we think .

The way is compassion  not hate .

It is a choice , after all  ,  that warm embrace .

Friends

 

 

Meeting Providence

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You saw into my  eyes rather than looking at them and then  me .  And…..

dare i say “Hello”  dear providence ?

Your knowingness is real .

Is there comfort in what  you see ?

I’ll share my heart  with thee

And then will you dance with me ?

The  wildness,  you see,  can subside and still be free .

when the moon calls to the spirit

And we cannot turn away

then there will be comfort with you dear Providence .

The Eye of the Heart