Poem with Quotes: The New Year´s Shift

 

The first day of
the year
opens up
bright
and serene.
Like the fresh
tulips
it
renews the
energy field.

It doesn´t
matter
if we are
feeling
low or
high,
the new
paradigm
is permanently
there.

The
Ace of Hearts

was shown
to being
fulfilled.

And

a dazzling
vision
of a starry
sky
of universal
connecting
and cosmic
unity.

 

– Deelia ©

 

Paulo Coelho Quotes from The Alchemist and Warrior of Light

– We are travelers on a cosmic journey, stardust, swirling and dancing in the eddies and whirlpools of infinity. Life is eternal. We have stopped for a moment to encounter each other, to meet, to love, to share. This is a precious moment. It is a little parenthesis in eternity.

– A flower is not better when it blooms than when it is merely a bud; at each stage it is the same thing — a flower in the process of expressing its potential.

– Because it (sexuality) is a process of alchemy: it transforms a vast manifestation of spiritual energy, which is love, into a physical gesture.

– The simple things are also the most extraordinary things, and only the wise can see them.

– Why do we have to listen to our hearts? the boy asked.
– Because, wherever your heart is, that is where you will find your treasure.

 

Happy New Year to All!

 

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Poem: The Suitcase

 

And once
I was shown
an image of
myself
sitting
on the
hallway chair
having a
suitcase
there by
my side

Ah, there is
a trip to
come to my
previous
home town,

yet I don´t have
a suitcase
of that kind

soon it was
Christmas time,
and I received
as a gift
the suitcase
I had seen

the idea of
angels
revealing
Christmas
presents
beforehand
gave me
chuckles

in every way
our concrete
minds
are helped
to integrate
and trust
also the
more abstract
sights



– Deelia ©

Image: wallpaperswide.com / Stefan Schweihofer

Poem: Jupiter Smiles

 

Jupiter smiles

each time

we consider

ourselves

being lucky,

when there

is fairness

and fun,

an expansion

beyond

the narrowing

mind.

 

– Deelia ©

 

Image: Aurorae on Jupiter / NASA, ESA, Hubble, Astronomy Picture of The Day / 2016 July 11 at https://apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap160711.html

Poem: We Are So Loved

 


We are so

loved
that if we
ask for proof for
the concrete mind
the universe
will deliver

we are so
loved that if
we question
the same
thing a
hundred times,
we get the answer
a thousand times

We are so
loved
that if
we loose
hope,
our guidance
whispers
that
everything
is even better
than you know

we are so loved that
no matter what,
we are guided
towards well-being
and joy

the way we are,
we are so loved

 

– Deelia ©

Image: free4kwallpaper.com

 

Poem: November Peace

 

November sees
through
all the layers,
reaches
inner peace
because
all the masks
have been
shed

understands
reasons and
consequences,
wraps up in
a warm blanket

 

– Deelia ©

Image: Deelia ©

Poem: Chickadee, Chickadee V

 

You can
come to eat,
though I sit here,
my beloved
chickadee,
chickadee

And it comes,
it´s so close
I could touch it.
I sit quietly,
enchanted
and in awe

“We trust
you, our fluffy girl,
our fluffy girl.”

 

– Deelia ©

Images: Deelia ©

Chickadee, Chickadee IV
https://soulfields.wordpress.com/2017/08/15/poem-chickadee-chickadee-iv/

Chickadee, Chickadee III
https://soulfields.wordpress.com/2016/08/14/poem-chickadee-chickadee-iii/

Chickadee, Chickadee II
https://soulfields.wordpress.com/2016/05/12/poem-chickadee-chickadee-ii/

Chickadee, Chickadee
https://soulfields.wordpress.com/2014/12/19/poem-chickadee-chickadee/

Poem (poetic note): Traveling Beyond Time In a Double Dream

 

 

Suddenly
I catapult
to the
space
like
a rocket!
It is
exciting
yet not
scary
to travel
in the
speed
of light.
I feel
the fluttering
of air
on my skin,
the sensation
is huge,
and
then I´m
there,
but
where?

It´s night
yet there
are no
stars,
just
hollowness
in the
neutral,
transparent
airy dark,
a lightly lit
dimension
beyond
time
and space,
it seems.

I close
my eyes to
enjoy a dream,
suddenly feeling
being strongly
pulled
back
again.

On my
way
I quickly
pass
a time
where I
hear
an American
male
talking on
the radio.
It is that
old fashioned
sound
of the 40´s,

and soon
I´m back
on the ground
again.

Somebody
tries
to wake me
up
gently
waving
my ankles.
Not yet,
I say,
I want to
see
how
this dream
ends.

I wake up
and briefly
visit
a parallel
life,
I guess,
then find
myself
in my
present
bedroom
set.
I see
my suitcase
there on
the bed,
and a few
intriguing
things
concerning
a trip
that is
next.

I wake up
in the
ordinary
world,
feeling
impressed,
refreshed
and
renewed
like an early
bird.

Maybe what
I felt was
a dimensional
shift,
another gate
towards
sustainable
lightness.

– Deelia ©

Image: Supernova Flower by Deelia ©