Pacificmelody's Blog

I've got the computer keys to the kingdom!


4 Comments

Joy in the Morning

Porch Smothered in Roses

One minute I am
Balancing my checkbook ~
The next I am standing
On a childhood porch ~
Smothered in pink
Sweetheart roses ~
Smelling like the
Dawn of all creation ~

I can almost feel ~
The delicate touch of the
Early morning air ~
Cool against my skin ~

It feels as if there’s
Birdsong in my veins ~
My knees and elbows tingle ~
In that one moment
It comes flooding back ~
Those magic moments
From my youth ~
When I was most alive ~

Even then ~
I must have
Realized those times
Were special ~ meant
To be stored away ~
So that they could
Be taken out ~
Unwrapped ~
Remembered ~
Savored ~

I am so grateful
For the kindness and
The foresight ~
Of a Universe which
Gives such lovely gifts
On a Monday morning ~


7 Comments

To A Soul Mate

Goddess of the HearthYou are the goddess
Of the hearth
Of my heart
You are the standard
By which I judge
The warmth
Of my welcome
The joy my
Arrival brings

Time and its passage
Are matters of
Little importance
To those such as
You and I
Who have known
Each other in
Countless lifetimes
Before and shall
Know one another
Countless lifetimes
Hence

We are part of the
Group Soul
A glimpse of the
Eternal
And you are a
Part of my soul
Always

It is our destiny


2 Comments

What Brings Me Joy

rhododendron blossomBurn bright oh blessed light of day ~
Who chases all the foolish
Fears of night away ~

It dazzles me sometimes
The beauty of all life
That you reveal ~
Especially in springtime ~

The tender green
The freshness of it all ~
The dawning of renewed hope ~

The sheer perfection
Of one single floweret
From a rhododendron blossom ~
Out of all the blossoms
In the Universe ~
Simply rocks my senses ~
And brings me
Close to tears of joy ~

These are the moments that
I live for ~


5 Comments

Mixed Blessing

space fantasy. starDon’t try and tell me
I’ve not seen ~
The things I’ve seen ~

The splendor and the joy ~
The soul deep Love
Of the Universe ~
And all that it contains ~

Peace beyond telling ~
Always familiar
Though never the same ~

A homecoming
If you will ~
Or a becoming
Of oneself again ~
As all illusions
Fade away ~

All this within my grasp
Then I was torn away ~
Brought back to life
And I was very grateful ~

But part of me yearns
Ever toward the Light ~
The unattained
Destination ~
The object of
My soul’s desire ~

Someday ~


Leave a comment

An Electrifying Experience

slide_4406_64270_large.jpg Hiroshi Sugimoto courtesy Fraenkel Gallery San Francisco

This photo invokes images of such freedom, abandon, passion and joy! It radiates exaltation in the pure state of being. This is one of a series of studies of lightning, and in some of them the tone is one of darkness, relieved but not brightened by, more tentative spears of light. The one that graces this article makes me think of a flower, transparent and intricate, offering its beauty and mystery with the innocence of an angel. And there is one that looks like a fairy, summoning a star. What must it be like to stand in the heart of the flame and embrace the impossible? See what dreams have been sparked, merely gazing into these portraits of light?

It reminds me that many years ago I was discussing electricity with a friend, a very intelligent man whose intellect I respected. He told me then that even the best of scientists have only a limited knowledge of how electricity works. Much is known of its properties and their effects, but as far as a nuts-and-bolts understanding of the way it actually works, they’re pretty much still in the dark, as it were.

Another paradox! Or is it merely a riddle? How can creatures made up of tiny whirling bits of light ever be in the dark? So many tantalizing questions, so many answers there for the searching out. In defense of the computer, at least no one need be bored any more, when whole new worlds beckon from every portal. That’s where I found these lovely photos (http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2010/01/30/images-of-electricity-pho_n_442631.htmlI), which I am pleased to share with you.

(This article was originally published on 1/30/2010.)