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The Universe
Red of the setting sun, yellow of the spring daffodils
Green of new grown grass, blue of the summer skies
Violet of the rainbow, Orange of the autumn leaves
Black of a cloudless night, White of a winter’s snow
Open your eyes, for you can see
the colors of the universe
Crackling of a warming fire, pelting rain on the roof
Howling of a lonely wolf, rolling thunder overhead
Whispering winds in the trees, the buzzing of bees
A bird calling its mate, the joyous laughter of a child
Open your ears, for you can hear
the music of the universe
Compassion for someone in need, Pain of an illness
Pride in accomplishment, joy in a friendly face
Sorrow for a lost loved one, Anger at injustice
Empathy of a broken heart, Passion of a loved one
Open your heart, for you can feel
the emotions of the universe
A dryer of tears, a healer of wounds, a teacher of life
A giver of tenderness, a teller of stories
A destroyer of monsters, a reason for prayer
A protector from danger, a demonstrator of love
Open your arms, for you are
the whole of a child’s universe
A heart full of shared love, a belief in the creator
Open your soul, for you are
the universe
Green of new grown grass, blue of the summer skies
Violet of the rainbow, Orange of the autumn leaves
Black of a cloudless night, White of a winter’s snow
Open your eyes, for you can see
the colors of the universe
Crackling of a warming fire, pelting rain on the roof
Howling of a lonely wolf, rolling thunder overhead
Whispering winds in the trees, the buzzing of bees
A bird calling its mate, the joyous laughter of a child
Open your ears, for you can hear
the music of the universe
Compassion for someone in need, Pain of an illness
Pride in accomplishment, joy in a friendly face
Sorrow for a lost loved one, Anger at injustice
Empathy of a broken heart, Passion of a loved one
Open your heart, for you can feel
the emotions of the universe
A dryer of tears, a healer of wounds, a teacher of life
A giver of tenderness, a teller of stories
A destroyer of monsters, a reason for prayer
A protector from danger, a demonstrator of love
Open your arms, for you are
the whole of a child’s universe
A heart full of shared love, a belief in the creator
Open your soul, for you are
the universe
To recuperate from a particularly troublesome and stressful time in my life I had accepted an opportunity to live in an ‘A’ frame cabin overlooking a small beautiful lake.
Although it had electricity and running water for showers I had to chop wood for heat and enjoyed the comforts of an outdoor biffy.
Recognizing that I was, at this time, somewhat of a lost sole who was searching for some answers a lady friend offered me one of her books on spirituality.
I wasn’t really interested but didn’t want to offend a dear friend so I took it.
Two weeks later during a rainy afternoon, with nothing else to do, I figured I should at least look at it - incase she asked me some questions.
That book, at that time, was just what I needed. It helped clarify my thoughts and for the first time in years I experienced peace of mind. It literally changed my life.
It started a spiritual quest that many years, and books, later I am stilling trying to live.
This poem was my way of saying Thank-you for the understanding and gift she gave that day.
Although it had electricity and running water for showers I had to chop wood for heat and enjoyed the comforts of an outdoor biffy.
Recognizing that I was, at this time, somewhat of a lost sole who was searching for some answers a lady friend offered me one of her books on spirituality.
I wasn’t really interested but didn’t want to offend a dear friend so I took it.
Two weeks later during a rainy afternoon, with nothing else to do, I figured I should at least look at it -
That book, at that time, was just what I needed. It helped clarify my thoughts and for the first time in years I experienced peace of mind. It literally changed my life.
It started a spiritual quest that many years, and books, later I am stilling trying to live.
This poem was my way of saying Thank-
