I am so grateful to have been exposed to art;
I often feel sweet music playing inside my soul.
The ability to express Divine Energy is a gift;
Art, like the sunrise, must have this as its goal.
When I wake before the household,
I've always had a sense of peace.
Getting to work before the others
Helps my sense of centering increase.
Before I face the challenges
Of dealing with people and the day
I must find time for deep silence;
Some would say that I pray.
Sitting alone in the morning quiet,
I never hear a Holy Voice,
But I do invite The Holy Spirit
To help me make my day plan's choice.
Watching the sunrise on the harbor
I have a sense of oneness with the earth,
And in the silence before getting busy
I feel The Positive Power of The Universe.
I used to like to go to high mass;
This was when I was a child.
It was the only place that I felt peace;
Our family home was always wild.
The service I enjoyed attending,
Was sung in beautiful Latin song.
I felt I was lifted into Heaven;
There was no pressure to sing along.
God's voice was in another language;
It was my escape to another realm.
I never questioned The Almighty Power
Of The Great One at the Helm.
But this and all earthly things are illusive;
Temporary manifestations of Divine Energy.
My fond hope for the universal hereafter:
An eternity that is stress and language-free.