Gagi – Page 1051 – quantoem poems

They’re Meant for You

They’re Meant for You

Messages Messages
They’re meant for you
Arrived by the wind
Yes in they blew

A softness, a swirling
Sometimes a gust
The tone of the message
The varied thrust

Listen, attune to
this breath on your face
It’s woven with information
as fine as fine lace

It brushes you, touches you
You hear it too
Absorb the sensations
They’re meant for you

Somewhere on a level
you may yet not know
the information is received
letting wisdom grow

Sometimes there’s a question
held in the mix
Opportunity to work on
or sometimes fix

Receiving station
Sensation-all-star
The winds of the dimensions
can reach where you are

When you ask for help
the answers will come
The winds carry photons
A song is sung

gagi 09/29/13

From the Heart of the Mother

From the heart of the Mother
there sings a tune
It resonates with all
We were cocooned

We were held within
that nurturing place
The liquid womb
of warmth and grace

We were held with love
so we could grow
and the miracle of life
we were soon to know

This life a gift
A cherished time
The arrival celebrated,
honoured – divine

The Mother now
she held us close
with the warmth and protection
of a heavenly host

We dreamt a lot
as we continued to grow
An awareness of surroundings
we started to know

The Mother encouraged us
with smiles and play
Our interaction and bonding
growing each day

Then came the time
Time to ex plore
Curiousity grew
We ex plored more

Mother was there
to watch us play
With wisdom and patience
she taught The Way

The Mother’s love
extended past
any challenge we met
Her help was cast

Then we were blessed
Our freedom grew
Time to seek
and to understand too

She always knows
just where we are
A bond so deep
no concept of “far”

Connected to
this love divine
we are the fruit
on humanity’s vine

gagi 09/27/13

ex – “one that formerly held a specified position or place”

plore – “an exhibit in a science museum which the visitor is encouraged to handle or otherwise explore; a hands-on exhibit”

ex plore seems to mean leaving the protection of the Mother’s field to have a hands-on experience of life

Accoutrement

A word has appeared
Accoutrement
The meaning of this
Simplement

Accoutrement tells us
we each carry a piece
Something very special
to bring to the feast

Yes we have sameness
but we’re each quite unique
Diverse in our backgrounds
Some new, some antique

What is the gem
we carry this time?
To come into this life
we waited in line

Anxious to be here
The changing of clocks
A brand new beginning
Would we wear stripes or spots?

What was the gem
each chose to bring here this time?
A diamond? A feather?
Profound or sublime?

What was the accoutrement
each wanted to add?
The enhancing ingredient
to spice life a tad

Unwrap that gift
We’re gathering now
Time for the gifting
Present with a bow

An accoutrement savoured
when added to life
to bring out new flavours
new potentials
new joy

Oh what a recipe
we’re about to employ!
Come to the table
and let us enjoy!

gagi 09/26/13