Pieces.
Strewn jewels-
light’s scattered sparkle!
Hidden patterns! Unconscious awareness!
Groping hands seek fallen diamonds.
Collecting your soul is never easy.
Grace’s anointing transforms healing’s process into beauty.
Patience’s song sings quietly in counterpoint.
Believing to rest requires immanence.
Soul’s desire meeting hope.
Gentleness grasps me!
Face down.
Promise!
Author – Bill Tidsbury
Beauty sits and looks at me-
she loves to catch my eye!
Rustling faintly as she waits,
until I slip on bye.
Puddles full of light appear,
flocking ‘round me in suspense.
Laughter fills my heart with joy,
if only I attend!
Breezes whisper, dancing near-
light flickers on the leaf.
Eyes then lifted to the scene,
a kiss of coquetry!
Rainbows splendour, scattered wide,
Waterfall’s glorious roar.
Shaking earth sings out in bass.
This heart just gasps for more!
Beauty’s warmth invades my space,
and wonder’s joy starts painting.
Endless moment – now alive
– just can’t stop the smiling!
Author – Bill Tidsbury
When we live within what’s comfort,
When my normal looms large and strong,
That is when I most likely lose,
any sense of you at all.
When I see you acting strangely,
I can quickly then conclude,
That is why I’m so much better
than you, the one whose plans are loose!
When I am struggling with things beyond me,
when I need fresh glimpses in my muse,
Then I am bereft of comfort,
As I stumble blind – confused.
It is your hand that brushes by me,
breaks into my thoughts and fear.
You are different, so see in colour,
while black and white just brings me grey.
It hurts my heart to need another,
I am scared and fear to trust.
When I open and face your beauty,
I find strength in your difference.
So to chose each day’s discomfort,
bridging difference in the storm.
As I rest in hope believing,
you’re my complement reborn.
Author – Bill Tidsbury
Life within me , life around me, life that flows in endless ways. I am laughing, I am soaring, in this wonder quite divine. It astounds me, it confounds me, it sure sparkles up my days. I am vital, I dance slowly as I float away in praise!
Life is seeing, in your eyes the slow undoing of pain’s surprise. Life is being, in all my senses, captivating beauty’s gaze. As I blossom and as I flourish, in the abundance of a kiss so sweet, I am settled in the knowing I am found and made complete !
Life exploding in its essence, it defines all things before. It is painting, and creating, such a story of renown. I can lift up hands that hang down, I can leap upon what’s dark. I am warring for the wonder of this love that’s made me spark.
Life within me, life around me, life that flows in endless ways. I am settled in accepting, of this destiny engraved. I’m contagious, I”m spontaneous, and my journey has just begun. Now exploring the glorious notion of this unity profound.
Author – Bill Tidsbury
The tropics are so rich! There is a never ending cycle of plenty. First one tree and then another comes into bloom. Certain plants sprout even while others are ready to harvest. Variety is unending. Our world is rich in its amazing ability to provide. Rich diversity is built into the fabric of life in this world as we know it.
Mankind is easily distracted by productivity rather than diversity. Quantity seems to stand tall over the quality of life. it is easy think traveling to 100’s of places is richer than exploring a few in depth. We sample our world as modern westerners rather than becoming intimately familiar with it. We frame assumptions from our brief exposures and believe we are the experts on life. Yet we live in solitary and often lonely monoculture environments.
Monoculture is our chosen answer to issues of efficiency and production. We eliminate diversity and narrow our dependence for life to one crop. We explore and analyze techniques to find the one technique which we certify as the “best”! We build our lives on the best and wonder why we so often wander lost in our success! The when we plunge into diversity our senses become “jangled”. We laugh at the “chaos” of Life and pronounce on the wonder of our own efficient ways.
Yet if we take time to immerse ourselves in a jungle environment, and take time to really “see”, it soon becomes evident that there is a different way to be. The most productive part of our planet, which we are so rapidly eliminating, is vibrant with growth and diversity. It is a testimony of the timeless value of diversity, of variety, of a form of highly organized chaos! Life thrives and competes in a complexity that is breathtaking and beautiful.
I am taking time to sit back and lose some of my assumptions and learn of the beauty of allowing my spiritual being grow out of the confines of my modern boxes and return to a more diverse, and richer state of life. Let the jungle back in and allow the diversity and creativity of life introduce a chaos that will reward you with fruit in the most unusual and unexpected seasons of life.
Author – Bill Tidsbury
Life – can feel so drab and faded as my heartbreak mourns. I know I am made for something bright and clear! I’ve heard the sound of glorious music. I’ve felt the distant drums. Something thrums and stirs when Life seems withered – so bare upon the floor.
Visions – call from deep within. Light erupts with splendour unannounced. This intrusion of colour and joy’s crescendo awakes my soul. Grasping my imagination’s screen I suddenly see beyond that which had me bound. I know I’m so alive when I see what really could be me!
Beauty – a caress that’s so evocative, yet quite ethereal, comes gently to embrace my heart. Something springs awake that really once was dead! I know I cannot help but be enchanted as I dance upon my feet, that until today, only knew this dusty clay.
Desire – that which pulls me into, the song that sweetly marries that which roils within my being. I’ve awakened to the lie I thought so true. I’m something more than flesh and bone! I live to recreate the wonder of a world newborn upon this darkened plain.
Vitality – that which joins Life with beauty and desire. The wine of heaven breathing into this expanse, releases fragrance sweet and light, transforming bitter loss and grinding pain. I am renewed, I see that joy is always in my hand if I but set You free to be with me!
Author – Bill Tidsbury
Like the wildness of open country, and the thrill of mountain tops comes life in each encounter to delight my beating heart. Life steps in as vast as craggy peaks disappearing off into the haze. Yet it is captured in a meeting of the eyes, the instant when two souls engage and graciously reveal their inner core. That moment is an act of trust, of generosity, of vulnerability, of hope and of kindness shared. Just two souls greeting each other’s uniqueness – giving birth to precious astonishment. Life shared willingly across a gulf of solitude.
Life is the warmth and serenity of a warm summer forest floor – pine scent arising, breezes meandering. It is captured in the merry sound of a tumbling brook that splashes through cool mossy canyons and lazily opens up in sun dappled pools. It is seen in the stillness of being accepted, the assurance of being – settled into identity; confident that purpose and meaning come together in my own uniqueness that releases me to smile with myself!
Life rings out in the intensity of a powerful storm, whose thunder shakes and rumbles as only tropical thunderheads do and then release torrents of rain that are warm and glorious. It is felt in the vastness of a cold starry night when stars leap out at you with brilliance; when a shooting star trailing across the darkness shocks you with its glowing wonder, leaving you breathless. It is possessed when spirit opens up the stunning reality that experience is much vaster than any physical sense can contain. When a stretching into eternity occurs that overloads the physical circuits and shatters the boundaries of the mind. There is a vibrancy that answers dreams of beauty and produces concepts that have no words. It opens a thirst that is unquenchable and yet so surfeit – in the same breath!
Life is grasped in that flash of fear when adrenaline rushes through. An electric jolt occurs when one small step almost brings death searing into the soul. I see the place below where on the rocks I would have flown!
Life is not alone! Life is relational, Life has a name! Life’s grace is blessed, when shared and savoured as the smoothest wine. It goes down slowly and warms the palate as friends and family create a legacy of being that is written indelibly even after I no longer walk around inside this home.
This is life to me!
Author – Bill Tidsbury
