Pink rose buds
covered in raindrops
like diamonds
dressing a woman.
Her bare skin exposed
against the elements
of the current season
waiting for the light
to make her bloom.
She dances on the wind
with her pink dress
swirling on the melodies
of angels singing.
Until one by one
her petals fall
into the hands of God
where love nourishes
them back to life
and growth starts
all over again!
An energy flows like a river through my veins,
providing a place for many different kinds of life,
to live and breathe and allow me to be me in.
My feet step into this stream as if it is a lake,
where I float on my back with my arms spread,
looking up at the sky as I can finally breathe.
Hope, joy, kindness, and peace are colors,
surrounding me with an overwhelming electricity,
of destroying all the negativity inside of me.
The world is more alive when I am connected,
to this life-giving river inside of me,
that is made of the purest light and love.
I can cry tears of pure joy as streams of gold,
gently surround my entire body until it carries me,
into the here and now where all I have to be is present.
When the hands of Light are carrying me in love,
the energy is more powerful than I could ever dream off,
and nothing will ever be beyond my greatest ability.
The ocean calmly beats,
the steady rocks on the shore,
where my naked feet wait,
to be kissed by the stream.
My heart dances in the waves,
as the sun rises at the horizon,
and the first birds fly overhead,
as a sign of a new day.
Seashells scattered across the beach,
shimmer in the sun light,
like little clumps of gold,
waiting to be treasured and admired.
My heart finds peace,
in the silence of this morning,
where the bustle of the city,
is a million miles away,
so, I stay a little longer.
The first people walk passed me,
searching for the same serenity,
I have been looking for,
in the early hours of the morning,
so, I smile at them,
as a hopeful encouragement,
to never stop searching.
I look into the sun,
and I am almost blinded by her light,
but I smile again,
at the great familiarity,
that trickles like rain into my heart
I cannot catch the light,
and store it in my heart,
I can only capture it,
and pass it on,
into the world,
as a sign of hope,
in the early morning.
A wish upon a star
When a star falls from the sky,
my heart creates a wish,
for the soul she was born in.
The tight rope holds me up,
while my hands and feet search,
for steady ground to hold onto.
Layers of rock tumble down,
avoiding my delicate heart by miracle,
until the dark night sets in around me.
When light meets fear,
it drives out every form of darkness,
until dreams come to life in the dark night.
The Brightest Light
The batteries of my flashlight are empty,
and the wood is too wet to make a fire.
The dry ground became muddy from the rain.
The slippery roads don’t hold my feet.
As the darkness is closing in, I shout,
“Can you hear me?
Can you help me?
Please, safe me”!
With a panic-stricken heart, I try to focus.
“Don’t panic”, I say, “God-child don’t lose your calmth”.
As I bring back the beatings of my heart to a normal pace,
I use my knowledge as my most powerful weapon.
And in the dark silent mud I whisper, “Love”.
The more I whisper the one word I know,
darkness retreats,
driven away by a beam of light.
Following the light to find its source,
the light has made a home in my heart,
where my deeds create the greatest beams,
and my thoughts drive away any kind of evil.
The Voice of Love and Light speaks to me,
“My child, in order to find the light in the darkness,
you only need to look inside your heart,
where I am.
Always present, giving strength, sharing wisdom.
Knowledge is your torch in the darkness,
your heart is the calmth in the rushing storm,
but love is your most powerful weapon,
for love is the brightest light that I can give you”.
Multidimensional
One light beam represents,
one life,
one event,
one moment.
The prism represents,
the eyes of God.
One light beam is merely a light beam,
the prism is deeply underestimated.
If you shine the light beam,
through that mere prism,
you will see an astounding rainbow.
If you see your life,
through the eyes of God,
an event is not just an event,
but a multidimensional soul,
beaming to all the corners of the universe.
Gineke van Keulen 