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