Tag: grace

VERSE | THE PAUSE

On By Mahvash K. M.In Faith, hope, poetry, verse, womenwriters, writingLeave a comment 
You tell me I should have known
Better than to trust another 
With tender things 
Like the blood reveling warm within
Sweet imaginings 
You tell me I should have seen
The telltale clues in between
The spaces where I had wrapped 
My heart around someone, rapt
In the throes of so much joy
I beamed, I glowed for months on end
You remind me now again
I look at you and I smile
Sometimes silence golden and still
Is all that is needed to fill
The pause waiting to receive
Contentions, remonstrations, a speech
I let that moment pass me by
Bloated with pent up intrigue
Silence exquisite, shimmering 
Now takes me in its calm embrace
I had loved with all my heart
No regrets, no shame, no blame
My quietness golden and still
Now safekeeps memories in that space.
Image: Dale Wesley Ziebarth

VERSE | PALMS TOGETHER

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Palms together
Cradling the chakra of your heart
You give of your essence to the world
You pray for healthfulness 
For the fruition of dreams and things 
The prayer travels from your lips 
Like a flock of migrating starlings 
It moves with purpose and with aim 
Of ardent supplications

It then joins hands with other wraiths
With other ghosts in the gold-green ether 
Of immaculate petitions and pleas
That linger in grace fulfilled, replete 
And also those that hopeful remain
Floating like fireflies, lighting the way
For other prayers that have lost their way 
In the cosmos of blessed invocation

Palms together 
Facing the chakra of my solar plexus 
I send my own missive into the universe 
There are no words to this appeal 
My gut sends the scriptless message for me 
I’m not quite sure of what it is 
I close my eyes and soundlessly 
Wordlessly, I send out my energy 
To take on what form it will 
In the maya of our collective dreams.
Image: John Phillip

VERSE | SOME DAYS

On By Mahvash K. M.In hope, poetry, verse, womenwriters, writingLeave a comment 
Hope visited me today 
She brought Grace and Calm 
I looked at them comfusedly 
Why had these three come?

I was lying in my bed 
With Dejection and with Dread 
I’d been in their company a while 
They had spun their grisly web

I had lain in its hoary mesh
While its tendrils reached within 
Shutting out the daylight hours
My world was dark and grim

The ache that they had released 
Had also roused Masochist 
He clutched me now in his eerie hold
I just couldn’t break that spell 

The rushing, gushing tides of pain 
Numbed memories that played 
Over and over in a loop 
Relentless, without a break 

My heart bled from the holes that gaped
Wider with every wave 
Of agony that swept through me 
I had no desire to be saved 

But now there was Courage too 
With Love she looked at me 
Grouping together in my chest 
They held hands with the other three

Their other hands lay on my heart
Staunching the essence that fled
Out into the ravening veins 
Of Dejection and of Dread 

A gentle warmth spread through my flesh 
I finally saw some light 
Flitting, peeping, twinkling through 
The blue gauze in my eyes 

Hope and Calm and Love together 
With Courage and Grace today 
Came to sit with me a while 
As in my bed I lay.
Image: Mireille Laroche

VERSE | A BLOOM OF ONE’S OWN

On By Mahvash K. M.In Joy, poetry, serenity, verse, womenwriters, writingLeave a comment 
Sometimes I’m a foxtail orchid 
Needing extra care and warmth
Sometimes I’m a leaf skipping
Where the wind takes me along

Sometimes I feel fresh and light
Like just-cut summer grass
Sometimes things get cold and grey
Then I’m the winter frost

Sometimes earth’s shadowy arms
Are where I want to hide
I’m then the discreet Cereus that flowers
Once in a great big while

Other times my gladdened heart
Beats strong and rhythmically 
My courage drapes me like a cloak 
Then I’m the intrepid weed 

Every day brings a new avatar 
A new sensibility 
I hug the day that comes my way 
Or watch it drift from my safe niche 

Nature’s blooms that make up my being 
Rest in their special spaces 
Each day I become the seed that keeps
Life marking its measured paces.

VERSE | GRACE

On By Mahvash K. M.In poetry, serenity, verse, womenwriters, writing5 Comments 
Are you ready? said he softly 
I was sitting and watching tv
For what? I asked full well knowing
The implications of that simple question 

For your journey onwards from here 
He said quietly in my ear 
I stared ahead, I couldn’t look 
Into eyes that held the whole cosmos 

I still have things to do I said 
Even as my heart filled with dread 
I still have dreams and wishes said I 
Even as I felt my mouth go dry

He waited watching me silently 
His shadow was now a part of me 
I took a breath and looked at him 
His eyes looked back serene, glowing

I cried, I am afraid to leave 
Even if I have always believed 
That one day I must walk away 
Wrapped in death’s final embrace 

But that faith has always surrounded me 
On the outside, while inside of me 
Has grown a choking, gnawing terror 
Of the day that you would appear 

He took my hand and held it fast
My hand in his we touched my heart 
The blue-gray fear that sat in there 
Evaporated into the air 

I felt my soul for the first time 
Floating, thrumming, humming inside 
I smiled even as the tears flowed 
Silver, sparkling, love-hallowed 

I laughed, I cried, I laughed again 
Life was beautiful even at the end 
I loosened the strings bound to the past 
And closed my eyes as I breathed my last.