Entelechy

Entelechy

Entelechy
Is it you or is it me?
I sense you, feel you
but cannot see

Always there
We can converse
I ask a question
then you reverse

and ask another
question of me
and in answering it
then i see

And what is it that i see?
Endless choices, endless sea
of movement, of possibility
waiting to take form thru you and me

We sit together
and we converse
What state of mind
can we reverse?

What habit have we, becoming aware
that’s not a useful one to wear?
Now we see it, we can change
Our daily life we rearrange

The guidance given is so immense
The passion felt is so intense
The joy of knowing we can love
ourselves, our presence, all the above

My higher self
is present here
to help us meet
a challenge or fear

Her loving presence
can light our way
as we proceed
from night to day

Precious is the journey’s clock
It marks the time as we take stock
and journey forth, yes hand in hand
transforming with love air, sea and land

In all abodes, all living there
acknowledged, treasured, also aware
the potential by each one, each pair
Entelechy and me – we care


gagi     01/12/14

Intention for Life on Earth

Intention for Life on Earth

Quiet
Be still
Let go of your will

empty yet joyful
commune, listen, until
the flow then comes thru you
allow it to flow
removing all blockage
enhancing the glow
the glow of mortality
the glow of all life
fed by the essence of love
for it is love that births life

precious and cherished
by all that can be
the invisible life force
yet its influence we see

a prayer for humanity
one that all hold
is to become the very essence
of love, yes love’s mould

moulded into beings of divine loving grace
conscious of all life forms
held in an embrace
the life of another is as precious as ours
to cherish their existence is to offer them flowers

the flower of life is a perpetual bloom
and we are planting the seeds
so as to consume
the harvest by gifting
the growth in full bloom

gifting the love that we’ve picked
yes by intention, by choice
sharing the love
to give, receive and rejoice

the substance of life is the perpetual flow
sustaining our love is the answer to know
there is only this moment to choose how to be
may all of humanity be love and be free


gagi      01/12/14

Transformation

Transformation

At what point does the butterfly recognize what she has become?
She had been a caterpillar for so long and then she had rested.
Now, aware that she is being awakened, the butterfly starts to move.
Movement stirs her senses, senses of self and of where she is.
New senses, new form.
A butterfly reborn.

At what point does the butterfly find out she can fly?
Does she fall from her perch and discover she can glide?
Or does she purposely step out and then try her new wings?
How does the butterfly experience her new freedom?
Her ability to travel and see a larger view?

At what point does the butterfly understand her transformation?
Does she ever become aware of her life’s purpose?
Is she ever aware of her own beauty?
Does she have a sense of her identity?
Or is she simply part of the One, the All That Is, the observer?

Does the butterfly with her new form see the world as the same?
Or does she see the world around her as new too?
Is the world new because of her transformation?

Is the butterfly aware of the many cycles that are spinning?
Does she have a sense of where she is in the great cosmos?
Beyond space and time?

And of her own expansion and transformation?
Is it simply a metaphor for what is happening on a greater scale?
Let us simply observe her, that we may see.


gagi      01/11/14