Summer Beauty Is Upon Us

dandelions
Dandelions, Simplicity in Beauty

I woke up today and the world had changed

It didn’t seem so different yesterday, what was rearranged?

The grass is somehow more luscious, lush, and green

There are wildflowers and thick leaves in vivid hues to be seen

The air is hot and moist today with rays of brilliant sun

Everyone is joyous and finding new games of outdoor fun

It seems just a fortnight ago, the earth was awash with spring

Tiny seedlings and buds just opening, birds returning to sing

Wisps of gentle breezes, chilly nights with dew-kissed dawns

Now the stillness of fragrant air and the days have grown so long

The sweet whisper of gurgling brooks over heated rocks and stones

Quiet times of peace to relax, finding time to be alone

Not wanting to stir in the humid heat of sunlight

Drinking in the beauty of summer with glorious sights

The Final Poem in the Silent Retreat Series.

A Writer's Inspirational Setting
A Writer’s Inspirational Setting

This poem is from the last meditation we experienced at the Silent Retreat. I can see in retrospect I have come a long way. Now I am going to take a break for a couple of weeks to go to the beach and to visit my mother. I will miss you all, but have a lot to look forward to when I return to catch up on all your inspiring postings.

The Gift

God/ goddess doesn’t want me to think of dying.

My time is not yet.

It seems I’ve been trying

To find the treasure I did get.

“Annie’s Book, Blessed With A Gift”

Is the one I’ve waited so long to sift

Through the research of past-life regression.

Yet it’s the one that holds the key

To the catharsis that is draining me.

I hear a whisper of a suggestion

That this manuscript will release and heal me.

In silence, I will be free!

HAVE A WONDERFUL, HEALING SUMMER!

Poem of Sitting Outside at a Silent Retreat, #4: Dandelions!

Dandelions, Simplicity in Beauty
Dandelions, Simplicity in Beauty

Dandelions

by Deborah A. Bowman

The sun upon the golden dandelions makes me glad to be alive!

I know now that in spite of everything I will survive.

God has intervened and immense power he does wield.

I know that the Universe will finally let me heal.

I believe in miracles, and I’ve helped so many others.

Why not let go and free myself to help another … me!

“Healer, Heal Thyself!”

“Empath” let go of sadness!

I will surround myself with joy and gladness.

Deep breaths of healing white light

Will dispel the fear and dark feelings that hold on so tight.

Yes, I believe in miracles definitely.

Why can’t one small miracle be me?

That would give me the strength to go on

To give to others what I have found.

That is what I’ve always believed

That is my heart, my soul, my personality.

The wind caressing the dandelions is bliss!

Now all I have to do is make a wish!

Make a wish and God hears every word!
Make a wish and God hears every word!

We Have to Make Time for Silence and Healing

The seconds of our life are ticking by. We need to make time for Silence and cherish every second, every breath.
The seconds of our life are ticking by. We need to make time for Silence and cherish every second, every breath.

This is the second poem from the Silent Retreat.

Time

by Deborah A. Bowman

Times seems to mean so little in the grand scheme of things.

Fleeting and precious, we are mere dots of energy the light brings.

It only takes a heartbeat, a single breath, a moment

To brew a new formula and give it “time” to ferment.

Seeping into the pores of our bodies and the cells of our brains

Keeping us healthy, centered, balanced and sane.

In silence, we can change our minds in the nick of time!

Silence-Stillness-and-Manifestation

Healing Silence Captured in Verse

Very recently I went to a silent retreat. I wondered with my capricious chatter, as prolific as my writing, how I would ever withstand being totally quiet. But I had a mission, you see. I have not been well, and normal medical science seemed to be letting me down. Would silent reflection help?

I have to respond with a resounding, yet quiet, “Yes!”

Sometimes the things we dwell on and fear the most will respond to just letting go. Another whispered thought is acceptance. All is healing.

I wrote a few poems while in my silent retreat with loving strangers all around me. In the next few days I will share them. The verse tells the story so much better than I ever could.

Contemplative Silence in Nature
Contemplative Silence in Nature

My first poem at the beginning of my silent day:

Pain

Please Dear Lord, take away the pain

That governs my life and makes me insane.

Give me peace and energy.

Let me see what I should be.

When did I lose my way

And become what I am today?

How do I let go of years of tears?

How do I let go of all the fears?

I’m the only one who can do this–

Take away the crippling madness.

All I have to do is say, “Yes!”

Taking Time in Silence to See the Angel in the Sky
Taking Time in Silence to See the Angel in the Sky