~ Brigitte's Later Poems ~
~ Just Passing Through ~
( August 2007 )
When singing your song of triumph
Of happiness and complacency
When your senses are filled with an abundance of delights
And the days are yours for the taking
Will you remember then
That the end of the time of your just-passing-through will arrive?
Will you then pack the abundance-of-your-delights
And take them with you?
When within the swaying pendulum of space and time
You find yourself a companion of darkness and despair
Forgotten then, will be the song of your triumph
And your summer days of laughter and delight
Forgotten then, will be the gifts inherent in the treasures of mortal life
Will you remember then, that you're just-passing-through
And that your earthly–time-of-being
Is short and precious and not to be squandered?
What purpose, your solitary tears and dark nights of aloneness
Which cast gray, shadowed days with intermittent sunlit paths?
Are not these, the jewels in your thorny crown
Which fortify your essence
And ripen the seeds of your possibilities?
Are they not the mortar, binding your journeys into Time
Where your warrior's grit, chisels its way through obstacles of stone
Within the time bound cellular structure of your opportunities?
When within the darkness of the matter bound shadow of your Being
You reach the ending of your days
It is then, that the longings-of-remembrance for the Transcendent-Ocean-of-Home
Begins to beckon with a heartbeat full of Joy
Knowing that The Oneness-of-Starlit-Beings await your coming-of-return
With Open Arms and Unconditional Love
Bitter-sweet, is the poignant sadness in the foretaste of an earthly goodbye
It was but a dream, full of the moving wonders of earth, sea and sky.
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~ Thorns and Roses ~
( May 2011 )
Your eyes a pool of an endless moment
Can you bear the pain that this one moment of forever will bring?
Your touch the gentle breeze of a summer's day
Can you bear the memory of what was and in this life will never be again?
Your lips a touch of longing
Can you bear the pain of an inevitable parting?
Your embrace a melting sigh of surrender
Can you bear the emptiness which absence will bring?
Your Beingness a fragrance of forever
Will you be consoled
Knowing that parting will become another finding?
In some other time
In some other place Love will call
And in the freshness of old summons
In the depth of unknown remembrance
The magnetic pull of our Souls will find and capture us.
Like the fluttering wings of butterflies
Entwined in another role ... in another play ... a new dance begins.
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