I Weave My Strand

FREEDOM by HELEN ELIZABETH DAVIS


Freedom is not a place,

it’s an act carrying myself

in the freedom of my body inside,

lifting up, rising, shining the light

   a message.

 

In the Tears of Suffering

Lost acknowledgement, left to rot.

Who would know deep within,

a light beaming through the entire

        Body,

What …….. Words

What did you say?

“Freedom” – I AM,  

    Ooooh, Freedom

 

Free in action

Free to show love

Free to climb away from the Cesspool

of despair.

Free to experience……

Free, to hand others the benevolent

Look of Acceptance - Yah

 

Yes, Free to be a light that changes, transforms,

And acknowledges All!


the way of an open heart by helen elizabeth daviS

The way of an open heart

The warmth of a warm smile

Gentleness of a kind touch

Sweetness of patience

Soft words spoken with a look

Compassion when it’s not expected.

 

Love Transends our being,

Our being here,

immersed in this thing called Love

and our Power to bring it in the

Midst of our presence,

offer it, share it … in

Gratitude for all there is,

 

and wait, wait in stillness

for magnificence

poured out with this gift.

Opening

Opening

Opening our Heart