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Still Life

Posted on Jun 1st, 2009 by Nicola : Truth Nicola
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High up in the pale blue sky,
A lone bird flies by.

The young spruce waves its
Arching branches,
And stillness comes to life.

Behind this pane of glass,
There is no sound,
Except a distant drone
Beckoning me home.

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Answered Call

Posted on Jun 1st, 2009 by Nicola : Truth Nicola
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No sound passes my lips,
Yet my unspoken plea is heard,
With an accuracy,
That is unfathomable.

The Master is at work,
Creating with wild abandon,
Elegance,
Masterpieces that defy logic
And comprehension.

Yet there they are.

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Nature’s Face

Posted on Jun 1st, 2009 by Nicola : Truth Nicola
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Speak to me of roses,
Bright red, white and green.

Fresh sunshine gleaming,
Pure visions to be seen.

Paint the soft white light,
Splash it across the canvas page.

Ripples of blue,
Weave an undulating path,
On the spattered sheet of grey.

Dusty bronze this morning,
Rising low in a pale blue sky.

Creeping up.
Opening wide.
Firing a golden trail,
On high.

Wispy white strands this morning
Delicately highlight the scene above.

A portrait of nature’s face shines through,
God’s magnificence and love.

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Sweet Innocence

Posted on Jun 1st, 2009 by Nicola : Truth Nicola
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Like a delicate flower,
I open to the beaming sunshine.
The call of Source,
Ever present,
Summoning me home.

Rays that direct my gaze
Upwards and outwards.
A brilliance that tempts
The most tightly closed bud
To unfold and reveal its beauty.

The sweet innocence
Longing to know its Master.
Longing to reveal itself
To the Creator who can only
Mirror brilliance and love.
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Crossroads

Posted on Jun 6th, 2009 by Nicola : Truth Nicola
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I choose to let go.  A sigh of relief.  My knuckles burn.  It is time for a rest.  It has been such hard work to hold on for dear life.

It’s time to let go.  I don’t want winners and losers.  I want winners and winners. 

I feel myself vibrate back and forth.

I choose to let go.  Tears fill my yes.  Sweet relief.  The struggle drops away like a well worn skin and I am here.  Standing before You.

Love in my eyes and I am filled with something that feels like yearning.  But there is a softness to my gaze and a gentle innocence in my vibe.

“Lord, I am here.”

The weight of a thousand lifetimes dissolves and peace is my home.

I choose to let go and there is no question about what surrender is.  Sweet surrender is all that I am and I am heart to heart with the Divine.  A quiet, resonant throb and my soul cracks right open, spilling everything and leaving me bare before my Maker.

“I am here and I am ready.”

Every part of me is called to attention.  I feel a sense of alertness and presence that is so distinct.  Every part of me is down front and center, poised in the doorway.

I choose to let go.  Waves of love and appreciation glide over all that has gone before and it is no more.  Its relevance is outdated for I stand cloaked in the arms of my lover and we are eternally One.


(I wrote this today.  Free flow of words reflecting how I was feeling.  It has a definite feeling of poetry and symbolism weaving through it.  I start off thinking that I am going to write an article and somehow, the poetry finds a way to come in!  If it speaks to you in some way, I would love to hear from you.

God's grace to you,

Nicola)
George Harrison - My sweet lord


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The Light Of Love

Posted on Jun 12th, 2009 by Nicola : Truth Nicola
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Bathing in the sweet light of love,
I come home
To beauty and
A feeling so indescribable,
I melt into the
Exquisiteness of its tenderness.

Forever cradled in serenity.
Eternally blessed
With God’s grace.
This is the peace,
That passeth all understanding.
Feeling.
Space.
Resonance with knowing
I am loved
Forever and always.

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Burn To Your End

Posted on Jun 13th, 2009 by Nicola : Truth Nicola
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Softness wraps itself around me
And bursts into flames.

The way of the warrior
Is shrouded in mystery.
The path of the lover
Is paved in gold.
The journey of the soldier
Is riddled with pain,
Bodies and sights unimaginable.

I am the warrior, the lover
And the soldier.
I am the force who beckons angels
And repels demons.
I am it all.

Imagine that for a moment.
Containing the uncontained.
Imagine swirling the heavens,
Plunging the seas.
Rising to conquer it all,
With the softest of flames.

I am the miracle-maker.
You can bank on me,
With everything you’ve got.
I am the story-teller.
Leave nothing to chance.
I am your lover, your Father, your friend.
Enter the flames and burn to your end.

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Landscapes Of My Mind

Posted on Jun 18th, 2009 by Nicola : Truth Nicola
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I scan the landscape of my mind
And the moment is ripe.
Spirit is here.

There is a fullness,
As if something is about
To burst forth.

A rich texture to the moment,
And some untenable prompting
Brings me here.

I love this space!
No resistance,
Just an openness to the magic in time.

God is wielding His paintbrush today
And I am a loving audience.

I have no cares about which path to take.
No preference for what is birthed.
My attention is on the grace of
This perfect moment in time,
When I am open to the Divine.

My joy in being here,
Present and aware.
Joy in witnessing,
Spirit at play.
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