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When you say I paved the way For all that’s happening now The breath that courses into me And beats upon my brow Mistakes me for the one who recognizes All the gifts they’ve sown In heaven’s secret places, In my precious heart of stone
The seeds that fell upon the rubble Or the misty shoal Admit the past and seek to feed Its creases and its wolds But those that fell within the heart That looked so cold and bare Went troubling its cracks And took their humble roots in there
The stone cold circle rumbled As the roots were gathering brawn And suddenly a piercing cracking Ripped apart the dawn A river flowed where none had known It’s raging path before And I arose, a chalice held aloft With glowing core
The gifts that had been given Ever deigning to receive The fruits of many labours That had seemed to crush and wreathe That finally built a circle That could be seen and believed That mystified but never sought To chasten or recede
If you say I paved the way Your blessings I can feel If you acknowledge What I have denied, I know it’s real If you believe that I have given More than I could see Then I’ll believe you, as I begin to Believe in me
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If I’d been willing to open my heart To recognise all that was crumbling and dark To welcome the demons that wrested the swell From the power that rose up to vaporise hell
If I’d been willing to set my heart free From the hopeless becomings that conjured a dream If my light had been shining, my will had been true I would have made this so easy for you
If I’d been faithful and followed your word If I’d marched to the beat of the drum that you heard If I’d been firm through resistance and mire To dismiss the beliefs that bedeviled the pyre
Of the corpses that past culminations had sown Into patterns unchanging and restless, ungrown That were clearing so beautifully, turned by the flames of forgiveness To smoke signals, peaceful and sane
I’m troubled in turns by the reams of regret The temptation to focus on failure, to let myself Fall from the grace of the sweet moment’s gift To resist the becoming, the swelling, the lift
If I’d only been present, I’d only been whole If I’d only discovered the grit of my soul If I’d only been willing to set them all free Then my mind would have been in divine industry
But the power to be and the power to give Are recognised only the instant that is Are understood solely and only right now Are redundant in pasts that are gone as we plough
Through the depths of the karma, revealed and released Till a space, wide and precious, fertility’s feast Lies there before us, fresh seeds can be sown In the mind that has sent all its past troubles home
So “If only I’d been in the present with you” Is denial right now of the powerful truth That we’ll always be joined in our heavenly task Of becoming the present, releasing the past
We’ve always been here, the unmasking of time to eternity Happens each moment, divine, That I welcome the beauty of wholeness and see That the portal is open, the mind it is free
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Dear John By which I mean the planet I’ve been living on For so long Dear John
Dear John By which I mean the fear that has been so strong In my mind So long
Dear John By which I mean the planet I’ve been living on For so long So long
Dear John By which I mean the body I’ve been speaking from The idea in my mind that kept my fear strong So strong So long
Dear John By which I mean the planet I’ve been living on The beings I’ve shared ideas of identity through physicality With for so long So long
If you look at me quantumly you’ll see I’m gone Was never here I’m gone
The love we’ve shared in truth is all that’s still strong Ideas of physicality are long gone Long gone Dear John
And I’ve come here to share a new idea so strong in me It’s so strong To tell you if you’re fearful or you’re lonely That it won’t be long
I’ve come to share my certainty that truth is all that’s left of me That I was wrong I’ve come to share my certainty that we were only ever free To love and loose the bounds of time From all that we had thought we’d seen Dear John, dear John
And now we dance forever to the songs we wrote together in eternity We’re free, dear John Dear John, we’re free Dear John
Dear John If you look through the eyes that can see quantumly You’ll see, we’re gone With love, Dear John
In gratitude for those who’ve walked this way before
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There’ll always be poems for you The one who has held me, encouraged me through A myriad distractions, a myriad of days On paths that felt stony although they were paved With the certainty of those who’d walked them before And left in each footstep a beautiful star
There’ll always be poems for you The one who has stood still and shone your light through The darkest of terrors, the stormiest nights Your beam ever present and clear in its sight
There’ll always be poems, there’ll always be stars For those who have loved me while I fell apart And cradled my soul as I crashed to the floor And welcomed me, whole, as I rose, as I soared
There’ll always be poems of love in my heart For the brothers that know me beyond where I start For those who are centred, their clarity breathes The verdure of life in my heavenly leas
A corner’s been turned in the misty air’d fall I believe I feel life, I believe I see dawn Up ahead breaking into the heart that has learned Finally to give away all it earns
There’ll always be poems for you In beauty and power and infinite truth They well up inside me and break their way through All troubles are quenched as their river runs true
Yours are the hearts that have shown me the way Intrinsically fearless as love takes its place In the mind that was hoping but couldn’t be sure Now your light is my clarity, happiness, law
There’ll always be poems and deep gratitude For the ones who have voyaged before me to truth Who’ve conquered their demons and wrested their scars From the jaws of the tempters and lifted their hearts
To the ones who’ll devour them until you stand Vulnerable. Beating, it rests in your hand Peaceable, strong, in the knowledge so clear That the only thing left to attack you is fear
They’ve stood at the altar and laid themselves down And discovered the sword was dismissed with the crown They’ve torn down their statues again and again Stepped into the fire of the purging of men
There’ll always be poems, there’ll always be songs For the ones who’ve discovered as they marched along In the discipline of their surrendering minds The peace that surpasses the self they’ve declined
There’ll always be poems for all that you are As evolved revolutions of wakening hearts Are roused at their centre, welcomed and hugged The poems that flow through for you are my love
“And left in each footstep a beautiful star” — This is an idea taken from the Course.
“His step is light, and as he lifts his foot to stride ahead a star is left behind, to point the way to those who follow him.“
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I willingly slip into the waters that run Deep within the self that I’ve begun to get to know Deep within the self I choose to be As I learn to let go of the dreaming of duality
And this time I let myself fall Welcome the comfort of the arms that aid my understanding You are my canvas covered walls You are the structure that gives shelter where I’m standing And each time you call I’ll be there in leaps and bounds will fly across the heather For our laughter says it all The love that I’ve found here rips apart my twisted tether and I’m free
I’m free
I willingly slip into the riches that hide Deep within this force of light, the power of my mind Deep within the self that I am shown As I raise my eyes and take this power as my own
From this time I decide to be Everything that I’ve discovered in the light of love’s direction Now I accept that I am free And I believe all that I see within the light of love’s reflection Each time you need me I’ll be here in love with every joy and every sorrow For I have faith in the love I breathe And I offer it up anytime for you to borrow for it’s free
Holly Rose Thomas 