Unfurl the sail

I live in peace, I live in grace.It is a wonder to seek your face.

The air is vital with hints of fire, because of love’s ambient desire.

My spirit leaps when hope distills within the eyes of one who’s real.

The joy of heaven’s gate opened wide, that stirs alive the coals that died.

 

The smile that lights a child’s small face, when laughter’s sparkle joins the race.

The glow that shines in adoring eyes, that savour intimacy’s warm embrace.

The comfort of hands that brush and share, ignites the twinkle in heart’s that dare.

These all sing out your tender hymn that opens spirit to blessing’s whim.

 

So standing firm within the veil, I reach and leap to unfurl the sail.

The wind that lifts and shapes my course is full of life with no remorse.

I hold your hand, my life entwined, with other dear ones so inclined.

Shifting direction with surging splash, we explore horizon’s inviting rush.

Author – Bill Tidsbury

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The rest of solitude

Fluorescent white, catches light as waves crash gently on the shore.

The dock is empty, the sky now gone, as stars seek room to light the gloom.

My heart is full, I rest in peace, the vast horizon faintly seen.

The days at end, there’s time to spend defining life by how I’ve been.

 

The flames leap high off to the right, a bonfire burns against the night.

It’s glow reflects in waves that swell, as they prepare to kiss the shore.

There is draw upon the eye, when in the darkness flame leaps high.

It is the way love’s call rings out, to kiss the many who live distraught.

 

I love the rest of solitude. The quiet space when thoughts can flow.

It also is a joy supreme to laugh with souls whose hearts are clean.

But more than all of these grand things, I love the space that lies between.

Your life that flows caressing me – captivated now by your identity!

Author – Bill Tidsbury

Perceptions

It is haunting how perception shapes my world!

I look into your eyes and with delight and joy I see – the dazzle of a dream and creative artistry. I see the blaze of wonder, the recognition of being known; the symphony of laughter finding a home. I walk away refreshed. I’m left with hopeful pause – what will tomorrow be like as you rise – this shining star?

It is haunting how mis-perceptions shapes my ambient life!

I peek into your face and frame a shocking place. I see your threat and danger posed by difference so unknown. I recognize the signs – of brokenness and strife. I now feel justified in coldly freezing out humanity. I’ve played it safe and walk on by – not knowing – I’ve imprisoned you and I within the chains of vice!

Author – Bill Tidsbury

Beauty’s caught my eye!

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

Spirit strength

Subtle promptings seem to guide,

faint suggestions slip fleeting by.

I sense a breeze, a breath of life,

that pulls me to a dear heart’s sigh .

 

Eyes that look are dry and clear,

yet in their depths there lies deep fear.

A faint ephemeral wisp of hope,

it stirs within, disguised – alone.

 

No one can see, no one does feel,

yet Spirit strength bends in to heal.

To see beyond the chic facade,

and wrap a heart in arms of love.

 

An entity profound does live,

within the reach of those who stretch.

They grasp at hope in spite of dread

and meet the one whose hands died red.

 

Those red hands come embraced in me.

Warm love ignites those eyes once dead.

Real life made near by Love divine,

stirs laughter’s spring where anguish dreamed.

Author  – Bill Tidsbury

Something bigger

Am I confident? Do I know how all fits in my  scheme sublime? Do I order this life and control all my days?

  • To organize and structure things unexpected and new. So I arrange unpredictable and frame times so small.
  • To make lists and shift things so life moves in step.  So I  rest confident knowing I won’t drop the ball.
  • To be practical and focused with clear goals I achieve. My enemies are buried I can stand atop my wall.

Why don’t I feel? Why can’t I see?

As I’m troubled by mysteries that cry faintly in dreams.

 

Am I curious? Does wonder intrigue me? Do questions open vistas to crazy things unknown?

-To ponder regarding the colour of blue, that shines in the sky and fills me with light.

-To sense a small child all twinkly and bright, inquisitive with wonder, chuckling with delight.

-To float in the ocean, and sway in the surge, of forces unseen and vastness of might.

Where is my place? Who am I ?

As i sense something bigger that baffles my soul.

 

Am I here in this realm? Am I there so surreal? Does my mind capture essence when spirit lives aware?

  • To perceive with senses that thrum and seem jolted, that shift vision to places where only angels dare.
  • To be drawn in, to be loosened while frames disappear, so that words become formless and brightness is so much more than glare.
  • To be known and knowing within intimacy’s embrace and feel love’s explosion taken past time and this “where?”.

Why am safe? Why am I laughing?

As I live in awe loving eternity’s surprise!

Author – Bill Tidsbury

Lively fire

Sensing-

electric fire!

Vortex surging fiercely

charging a country’s atmosphere.

Invitation’s longing feeding a response,

from the King of heaven with transforming grace.

Foreigners joined with locals- laughter fills the valley!

Actions bring reaction, miracles encounter pain.

Eyes that see another fill with love.

Presence releases dancing hearts

when anticipation grows.

Lively fire,

Glowing!