BUSY

Oh how grand

To toil and tarry
Lest we’d all be
Sedentary.

But all this rushing
To and fro
Always, always
On the go…

Why not stop a while
And rest
Count the ways
In which we’re blessed

Spend some moments
Steeped in bliss
Revel in
A lover’s kiss

Wrap yourself
In your own worth
Stay a while
With joy and mirth

Make sure you’re centered
In your soul
A life worth living
Is the goal

The outer world
Is busy, busy
With mindless tasks
That make us dizzy

So when each day
Is said and done
I hope you found
Some time for fun

I hope you did
What brings you gladness
And keeps you going
Despite Earth’s madness

I hope you spent
Some time with YOU
To thine own self
We must be true

This world is often
Too much with us
Leading every soul astray
Take back the reins
Of your own life
Be sure you have the final say.

Live well my friends!

Poem by Carolyn Glackin 

Art by David Kapp 

Rebirth 

REBIRTH
On that day the rains came

And I knew it was time to let go

To free myself of the pain

That had fiercely gripped my soul

So I stood out in the garden 

And held dear to this good Earth

And the rains came down and cleansed me

On that day of my rebirth.
by: Carolyn Glackin 

Artwork from Pinterest.

God is Nondenominational 

The Alpha

The Omega

The Ancient of Days
The Divine
The Beloved
The Shower of Ways
Adonai
Yahweh
The Forgiver of Sins
The Light
Our Salvation
From whence we begin
Allah
Jehovah
The Father
Most High
The Lord
The Prophet
El-Shaddai
So many names
For the One who gives life
And it seems all these names
Have led to such strife
God is for one
Just as God is for all
No more for the mighty
No less for the small
God is for Christians
God is for Jews
God is for Muslims, Sikhs and Hindus
God is for those found in a church
Just as God is for those whose temple is Earth
No more for the saints
No less for the sinners
For we are not viewed
As losers and winners
No more for the holy
No less for the meek
As much for the infidel
Labeled as weak
We ALL are chosen
Lest we wouldn’t be here
So please silence your ego
Release all your fear
We’ve been judging and killing
Harming and shaming
Scorning and threatening
Insulting and blaming
We’ve been hateful and pious
Haughty and bitter
This madness must stop
Please reconsider!
You don’t have to convert
Or change your views
And you can call our Creator
Any name that you choose
But let’s look deep within
And finally see
That God is in you
And God is in me
So each time that we seek
To harm one another
We harm the Creator
The Father, the Mother
This battle is ancient
It’s long past it’s prime
Please let it go
Now is the time!
Namaste my dear friends
And know this to be true:
I honor the divine that dwells in you.

Much love, 

Carolyn 

  

Filling the Well

Today is one of those days where I click ‘love’ on everything I come across on Facebook. That’s what I do when I’m sad, and overwrought, and overwhelmed, and emotionally drained. Because the well never runs dry, you see. Indeed not. It’s a bottomless, unlimited reservoir. So, I fill myself by putting a little more love out there in the world, any way that I possibly can. Because it isn’t so much about what we do, but rather the energy and emotion we put into it. As for me, I tend to put my whole heart into all that I do. More often than not, that love returns to me in ways that leave me humbled and amazed, filled and restored, renewed and whole. Funny what a big impact a little button can have…

-Carolyn Glackin 

Photo from Pinterest. 

On the Other Side of Heaven

This is dedicated to Summer Joy. Farewell. See you again one day. ❤

On the other side of heaven
Just beyond the veil
They’re making preparations
For a soul that’s setting sail

The stars light up the cosmos
For they will show the way
And the angels are rejoicing
Dear Summer comes home today

For there is no earthly vessel
Indeed no mortal tomb
That could hold the shining spirit
Of she who left too soon

Her loveliness precedes her
Wherever she may go
Her heart full of compassion
Is a blessing to behold

And as for me, I’m humbled
After witnessing her beauty
I feel I should bespeak it
It’s something of a duty

For here on Earth our Summer
Took on a lofty role
Her life a constant struggle
For which she paid the toll

Her body was sufficient
Her mind another story
Broken and disabled
Enshrouding her true glory

And this, the path she chose
A sacrificial life
Made me a better person
Better mother, better wife

My limits always pushed
My patience often tested
And I daresay more than once
‘Twas by her that I was bested

So how does one give thanks?
Nothing seems quite right
For she found us in our darkness
And brought us to the light

And none of it was easy
Yet still I hold it dear
And now that she’s passed on
It’s all become quite clear

The heavens loaned an angel
One of their very best
She’s more than earned her wings
And her eternal rest

And so her soul sets sail
And so dearly does depart
Gone now from this world
But never from our heart.

By: Carolyn Glackin 

Photo found on Google. 

Don’t Fear the Reaper 

This tale of mine will now unfold

Whence from beyond the death knell tolled
A loathsome reaper grabbed a hold
And took a mortal soul

No business had he lurking here
Causing chaos, inciting fear
He stole from me what I held dear
Oh curse that wretched reaper!

And from my mouth a plea was heard
But he ignored it undeterred
And uttered not a single word
To hell with that damned reaper!

And to the angels I adored
I told my plight but was ignored
For ’twas the reaper they abhorred
Oh how I loathed that reaper!

And so my mission carried on
To save my loved one from beyond
Whilst living like a vagabond
And searching for the reaper

Then one day, he crossed my path
Thus I unleashed my pent up wrath
But he continued unabashed
And went his merry way

I cursed the stars I cursed the moon
I ranted madly like a loon
For she was taken much too soon
Because of that damned reaper!

And so my life I lived out vexed
Full of scorn as if behexed
While those around me were perplexed
And wondered at my fury

Then came the day that I’d depart
I left this world with heavy heart
My mission futile from the start
But little did I know…

So to the heavens I ascended
My earthy wrongs at once amended
And not long after I befriended
Many, but not the one

One day while gliding on my wings
Partaking in the finer things
I heard a voice so sweetly sing
And there she stood before me

I jumped and danced and shrieked in gladness
And bid adieu my grief and sadness
Then thinking of the reaper’s badness
I asked her what when on

She said she’d been here all along
And the reaper had done nothing wrong
Her time had come so she’d moved on
Thus the reaper did his duty

So this is why we mustn’t shout
Or fill our hearts with dread or doubt
For when a loved one’s time runs out
It’s always meant to be

I found the reaper and made amends
I daresay we’ve become good friends
So this is where my story ends
But what’s up with that damn scythe he carries?!!

Poem by Carolyn Glackin 

Photo found on Zazzle.

All of Him 

I loved him

All of him
Everything
From his human flaws and weaknesses
To his sacred I AM presence
Because you can’t pick and choose
Love never does that
Where there is love
There is acceptance
And when something is reasonably unacceptable
Love still loves… and moves on.
But not in this case
I’ll be staying right where I am
With him
Because HE
Loves all of ME
Too.
by: Carolyn Glackin 

Photo found on Google.