Death

Silver flashes of light amaze my eyes.
My soul is captivated and catapulted to heavens birth place, where i am aware of all and everything that is or ever was.
I close my eyes for a moment and i return, en lighted and eager to be blessed with the experience once again.
It does not come so i ponder if it never happened and conclude my vivid imagination must of fooled me.
Searching and contemplating every moment of the day fills my life with despair and loneliness.
I will endeavour for the rest my life to once again see and feel the light that touched my soul.

Only when it is the end i finally capture the essence as i walk the bright lite path, where i feel a higher presence that guides me and embraces my dim flicker if light that is left inside me.

At last i am returned
At peace
At one
And with all

copyright ©Sally Jacobs 07/04/2009

Life

Beauty is life itself and the joy of it
Creations of any kind must hence be both joyful and beautiful

When we love life itself we are therefore both beautiful and harmonious with all creation

Death and destruction is part of the cycle of creation, therefore embrace every step of decay, the hunter and the hunted and most of all accept nature with all its pain and cruelty

copyright ©Sally Jacobs 07/04/2009