Lena B.

“Love is the recognition, we are One.”  – Rupert Spira

I’m not sure what it is about the words or presence of my teacher that inspire and awaken my heart.  Gratitude. Love.  Grace is near. My experience is Awareness and intuition are expanding. Not so easy to understand or explain. Will keep exploring what I truly am.

The following poem deserves an introduction, but despite my best effort to do this, can’t quite find the words for my experience.  I am learning that love and spiritual guides are not limited to human form or boundaries of time and space.   And to trust in the synchronicity of life as it unfolds moment to moment…

                    Lena’s Ballad

Comforting clan, generations of kin,
her heart knows Love deeply from within.
Under gentle breezes, dreaming of forever,
prayers rise abundant for limitless endeavor.

Bonding on rides, touching under waves,
as newfound hope and harmony saves.
Silly, silky, sun-tanned smiles,
crazed bathers, strutters and lovers for miles.

Our promises shared under the new slivered moon,
imagining life together, never too soon.
His devotion, my courage, destiny bound in grace,
inspired by partaking in a free human race.

Icons for living release burdens of the ages,
communing, creating and expanding for pages.
Wrapped up in life, seeing Love through eyes,
Aware of miracles and heartfelt cries.

Part II

Coney Island kisses and starry nights, ease the way,
on bent knee, he desires her only, wishing no delay.
Soft body waits, for she loves no other,
while tender thoughts drift, to becoming a mother.

Warm and insightful, patient and wise,
they’re meant for each other all do surmise.
Neither blame nor sorrow, no shame or frets,
truth her compass a holy shield for regrets.

Soon children she guards with both strength and sweetness,
new experiences of completeness.
Ne’er a day without sweet affections to leaven,
as heirs carry ways pleasing to heaven.

Icons for living bear burdens of the ages,
communing, creating and expanding for pages.
She knows life well, seeing Love through eyes,
Aware of miracles and heartfelt cries.

Part III

Time shifts mind and space, families gather,
tenderness, tears, toil and tether.
As life unfurls, form whittles away,
sunsets and daydreams no longer her stay.

She wishes she knew how to rekindle the fire,
steadfast is her cradled desire.
It’s not for lack of love she withers,
alas, too early her breath slowly flickers.

A new life is born, a sure remedy itself,
whose sweet breath slumbers alongside herself.
She knows hearts well and can see in his eyes,
the spirit and miracle of this tiny surprise.

Icons for living release burdens of the ages,
communing, creating and expanding for pages.
Still she parts from them short, one may wonder,
consciousness, synchronicity, a mystery asunder.

Part IV

Grace – the pulse of being in life,
here to accompany your growth through strife.
Legacy and light of Lena,  Absolute remains,
unchanging Spirit for all to claim.

Blessed is the life with which you are entwined,
acceptance and presence, God-in-kind.
It’s no mistake to seek truth from the wise,
we’re One in all ways, you know it’s no guise.

Yes, you are Love, the unveiled gift,
in turn lend light to travelers swift.
Life and death aberrations of mind, no need for fear,
stay on your path of learning my dear.

Befriend nature, be authentic and true,
hence forth know thy beauty and divinity through.
Your heart and mine are One and the same,
find peace in Awareness from whence you came.

-mjs 3/27/16

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Coney Island boardwalk
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