It's Great To Be Me!

How great is your gift! Yes, I don’t have to say

When you give it, it feels like receiving

But still, you hold back, like you’d run out some day

Are your limiting thoughts worth believing?

This thing that is you, your essence; your core

It can only expand as you spread it

Your love is the way, the how-why-what for

It turns all to pure joy… if you let it.

Be You.

Jerry

“If instead of a gem, or even a flower, we should cast the gift of a loving thought into the heart of a friend, that would be giving as the angels give.”

- George MacDonald

I’d better brush up on my harp lessons…

I usually write a poem every Friday, but something caused me to recall an anonymous poem I’d read in Junior High so many years ago… it delighted me then, and I chuckle just thinking about it now. It doesn’t mean anything, except any we might give it. I hope you enjoy it.

SPRING 

“Spring is sprung

Da grass is riz

I wonder where dem boidies iz?

Da little boids is on da wing…

Ain’t dat absoid?!

Da little wings is on da boid!”

(It helps if you imagine the three stooges reciting this masterpiece)

Be You.

Jerry

Soitanly!

To stare at is one thing, to see – quite another

There’s so much to take in as you scan

With your eyes and your brain you define and decide

Is it water, rock, fire or man?

But there’s more – so much more, than you think is in sight

It’s the Essence (not drawn in a book!)

To “get” what is real, you can’t touch but can feel

Close your eyes… and take a good look.

Be You.

Jerry

“If you observe well, your own heart will answer.”

- De Lubicz

But not while operating heavy machinery…