Serendipitous Seventh Heaven

Written for:
Poet's United Midweek Motif prompt: write a poem centred on Sevenths
Poetry Jam prompt: choose one word for 2015

Linking to:
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Poetry Pantry #234

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In wanderings in cosmic fields

I came upon an Earth

A serendipitous moment 

A promise of great mirth

In planetary lokas

A place that seemed like heaven

A place where Gods dreamed to walk

In that group of seven

How blessed am I to be here

Such beauty wild and rare

Upon the Earth I'll come again

To show some love and care

~x~

Lokas - Planetary systems in Vedic cosmology, The belief is that there are 14 lokas 7 upper and 7 lower. Earth resides within the Bhu-loka mandala which is the 7th of the 7 upper planetary systems where the first is highest and 7th is lowest.


My word for 2015 is Serendipity.

And the year has already begun Serendipitously as a featured poet on Poet's United - Thank you Sherry. And as a guest blogger on Carol Graham's blog Battered Hope that also has a poem inspired by my journey on the bus. Thank you Carol.

The word came to me as I walked around my garden on New Year's day and found these pretty pink flowers that are supposed to bloom in Spring and not Summer.

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The Bliss of You

The word I chose for 2014 was Joy so it's only fitting to end the year with a poem that depicts Joy or the Bliss of God.

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Sing that song you sang to me

That intoxicated my heart many millennia ago

Sing that song you sang to me

That made my heart overflow

Play the melody you played to me

That enticed my spirit and bound me close to you

Play the melody you played to me

That sparked a love so true

Dance that dance you danced with me

That exhilarated my soul through time and space

Dance that dance you danced with me

With cosmic swirls and perfect grace

For when you sing and play and dance

The Universe hums in harmony

And souls then sing and play and dance

And peace prevails consciously

For joy is the essence of your creation

And joy is the way to eternal life

For joy is your blessing for all creation

And joy is the way to your side.

~x~

Linking to:
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Poetry Pantry #233

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The Pebble

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The pebble had a strange glow

She watched it for a while

Why only she saw it she didn't know

But it did make her smile

It was her special pebble

Seemed it was for her alone

While her friends played with beads and bauble

She played with her little stone

She washed it very carefully

And offered it fresh flowers

She sweetly sang some melodies

She lovingly gazed at it for hours

It's a matter of how you view

And what you perceive

A stone is just a stone for few

Or God if you so believe

~x~

Written for Poetry Jam - Pebbles
Linking to: Poetry Pantry #226


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Magic

The sunrise that heralds a new day

The wind that blows those cobwebs away

The birds that fly high and low

The flowers that blossom and trees that grow

The clouds that look like cotton wool

The thunderstorm, the rain so cool

The lightening that frightens some

A gloomy day that makes us glum

The butterfly, the moth, the bee

The rivers, and the sand and sea

The hills and mountains majestic and tall

The cliffs and tumbling waterfall

The multitude of animals that live in forests

The mirages and the shifting desserts

The wonders of Nature we take for granted

All of creation of which we are enchanted

Perhaps it's all illusion, the conjuring magic of our Creator

Yet man and his inventions often think that they are greater

~x~

Written for Poetry Jam
Linking to Poetry Pantry #221

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Under God's Heaven

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The tattered diary a prized possession

A life described during sad aggression

Senseless killing no one spared

Felt like no one even cared

Don't they know that war is futile

Destroying lives is sad and vile

I hope someday the light will shine

And peace and harmony will fall in line

When one community called humankind

Tolerance and love for each other will find

For our souls they weep in sad despair

And for us all they join in silent prayer

Imagine a world that's just like heaven

Where uplifting others is the only obsession

And kindness is a daily habit

And we feel the presence of the Holy Spirit

The tattered diary was a prized possession

Why don't we learn from it and end repression.

~x~

Written for:  Real Toads - Jerusalem   Poetry Jam - Something Ordinary
Linking to:   Poetry Pantry #212

I chose the diary of Anne Frank as something that would've been quite ordinary but a prized possession to Anne. Her story touches our hearts and is the inspiration behind my poem. What went on in Anne's mind, did she wonder about a time under God's heaven when peace would be the way?

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