Saturday, January 2, 2016

Then Shall We Be Free

Fear has armed us so that we shoot first
And ask questions later, if at all.
We have wandered far from the garden
Of original blessings into a land laid waste
By doing as we please.

Earth is subject to our ravenous desires.
We have forgotten her as parent
To all flesh, blood and bone.
We believe ourselves superior
To the relations with whom we journey.
We take offering nothing in return.

A few feast with their acolytes and minions
While billions struggle to survive
Or are content with distractions and trivial pursuits
Or with the angry blaming words of bigots and despots.
Minds and spirits sicken and wither from loss of love.

Free are those who respond to life
with love, grace and beauty of their own
for they are like the earth herself
regenerating from deep within
healing all that draw near.

Guarionex Delgado


Monday, November 30, 2015

The Work is Ours

The sky is cloudy and the morning cold enough to freeze
though the weather reports predict a warming day.
The news admits 2015 is the hottest year on record.

A flight of chickadees moves through the fall leaves
remaining on the trees across the street.
Out of the unknown, nothing appears demanding attention.

The mistakes and sins are old.  
The wounds fresh and mounting.
The work is ours to do. 
The work is love.

The work is ours

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Love is Judge

Sometimes the Spirit comes to rest in us
the moment is blessed eternally
we are formed inwardly by a great mystery
drawn to love’s beauty.

Here we are created to receive and give,
experience and nurture, love.
We are to heal and regenerate
the universe of which we are part
loving life’s creator with our personal
and collective being and becoming.

A spirit journey in the flesh
where every encounter and experience
is communion with creation
and resolution of the conflict between
duality and what truly matters

Fear and madness, violence and despair
a history of suffering and enthrallment
mindlessness and addiction
may stand in the way
but on this gray day in the yellow green leaves
with the trunks of the trees black beneath them
love finds us, lighting the way out of pits and traps.

In the end as well as now
Love is the measure
by which we are judged
Love is the judge of all we do.

The instructions are clear and spirit sweet:
Love the mystery like no other and
love the other as self
then for us and our descendants

all shall be well

Thursday, January 2, 2014

Day 1, 1/1/2014

Gazing at the tree tops through the skylight
on this first day of the new year
Wondering what might happen for better or worse
among the daughters and sons
of mother earth and father sky.

There is a Pope Francis now whose words are loving and true. 
A pope who patterns himself on the Christ he follows. 
This is a significant change and rarity
among those who have name recognition in the world.
It is a healthy sign in a suffering world.

There are signs of transformation when we look for them. 
The holy spirit of life inspiring human hearts and minds 
turning us away from the path of violence and destruction,
setting our feet on the ground of being
inclining  us toward healing, wholeness and peace.

We are in the time
where those who seek to know their true nature
discover what Love intends and live it.

We are in the time when evil does not hide
but parades about as worldly wisdom,
gloating in its power over the community of life. 
Yet even as its power seems complete,
there arises within life’s wounded suffering body
the healing spirit of the holy ones.

Though evil slaughters the innocent and faithful
burying the truth with lies and covering itself with blood and glory
it shall fall and prostrate itself at the feet of Love
and be transformed into what Love intends.

We are at heaven’s gate
streaming into a new creation without borders or boundaries
set free by a love we glimpse in signs and miracles
among the daughters and sons

of mother earth and father sky.