April 4, 2009 at 4:26 pm · Filed under Observations and tagged: beauty, cordieb, divinity, god, Gratitude, Love, motion, nature, peace, Poetry, spirit, Spiritual Poem, Spirituality, wind, wind song
No, I can’t see the wind. . .
but I can feel her chill down to my bones..
I can feel her warmth as she comforts my soul…
I see the effects of his force as he bristles over infinite blades of grass;
Each blade dancing individually, yet collectively to the wind’s sweet song. . .
I can see the magnitude of his majesty as the tree branches sway, too and fro…
No. I must admit, I have never seen the wind. . .
Yet, I can see how she touches all and everything…
in unison. . .still, independently…
I have seen how she has changed whole landscapes in seconds…
I have witnesses her bring the 200 year old mighty oak to the ground…
I watch her invisible force lift vast oceans onto shores…
I have witnesses her carry a kite into the glimpse of the sun
She gently lifts the sparrow into graceful flight….
He gently runs his fingers through the strands of my hair…
I feel his gentle touch caress my skin…
And. . . there are times when he simply takes my breath away…
Alas, I am but a feather in the wind…
she picks me up and takes me on many experiences,
then she gently lands me on the bountiful land
No. I confess, I have yet to see the wind. . . himself…
But I feel his effects each moment I live. . .
I feel his presence…omnipotent…
I know his power … and his grace…
and I am ever so grateful for the wind….
I shall forever love the wind. . .
~Written by CordieB. Inspired by G.
October 6, 2008 at 5:45 pm · Filed under Humanity, Observations, Original Stuff, Poetry, Spiritual Riddles, Spirituality and tagged: air, balance, cordieb, Earth, elements, gravity, harmony, life, poem, poems, Riddles, spiritual riddle, Spirituality, universe, water, wind
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We’re an everyday family; quite familiar without doubt!
Although one often starts arguments, whilst another maturingly puts them out.
And the lightest sometimes blows her temper, but quickly quiets down
When mother speaks her peace; gathering everyone around…
We can quinch your thirst completely; then take your breath away!
Stability we promise; whilst burning energies counterplay;
We usually work together–an intricate balanced act….
Though at times our ego over feeds us; causing us not to interact;
Although you may often prefer one or two of us to another
If one were not created; the world you know would be a blunder
We yin and yang superbly; a beautiful well balanced family…
Our harmony is so transparent that you may fail to see . . .
Our fluid inner beauty; our solid grounded love…
Sometimes, flighty dispostion – bringing heat to all thereof
You exhale one of us each second; into you she gently flows…
One’s 65 percent your makeup; although you may not know. . .
One brings purity to impurities with the warmth of her touch;
Another provides homage to most of what you see; and everything you touch!
Dare not to underestimate us; we’re most powerful and vain!
If we suspect you’re disrespecting us; we’ll cause you plenty pain!
If you look into our eyes, we’ll most surely hypnotize–
Most find us quite alluring; many are simply mesmerized!
We are needed for survival; without us, perhaps there would be no birth
We are the four Essential Elements: Water, Fire, Air and Earth
By CordieB.
