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Jan 30 · 54
Dust Into Gold
Stu Harley Jan 30
how
love
drifts
through
the
soul
while
love spins
dust into gold
Jan 30 · 51
What Prefect Peace
Stu Harley Jan 30
the
bright busy bees
making
their
sweet honey
while
building and buzzing
around
to
serve and honor
their
beautiful queen
oh lord
what
perfect peace
of
the bee
Jan 30 · 81
The Gospel Wind
Stu Harley Jan 30
when
sacred butterfly wings
lock in a
spiritual dance
while
both
their
hearts
still
beating
seeking their chance
through
the
gospel wind
Jan 30 · 60
Blue River
Stu Harley Jan 30
Meandering
through
the
winter pine forest
at dawn
is
the
soul
of
the
icy blue river
Stu Harley Jan 28
a
gentle breeze
from
the
sacred wings of
the
owl moth
extinguishes the
candlelight flame
with
its
bamboo wings
inside
the
Buddhas temple
Jan 28 · 53
To Choose Your Love
Stu Harley Jan 28
i
want
to
be
a
part of
your heart
this
time
then
i
will only
want
to
choose
your
love
Stu Harley Jan 27
where
the
light comes
from
is
through
the
cracks
inside
your
soul
and
still
i
am sure
this
is
where
the
light comes from
Jan 27 · 52
From The Icy Clouds
Stu Harley Jan 27
a
snowflake
while
falling
twirling  
spinning around
thus
parachuting
unto
the
sacred
ground
thus
uplifting
the
call of winter
found
unto
the
sacred ground
from
the
icy clouds
Stu Harley Jan 27
If
we
look through
our
dreams
then
we
shall
look
inside the rainstorm
Stu Harley Jan 27
what
Jezebel who lived
upon
the
ancient biblical world
her
green eyes, makeup
wearing a black velvet dress
and ruby red shoes
deceived and betrayed
the
supernatural power and strength
of
the
mighty Hercules
while
shearing
the
locks of hair
that
rest
upon
his graceful head
thus
unlocking
the
secret of his
supernatural strength and power
while
causing him
to
weaken and fall to his knees
the
mighty power of Hercules
you Jezebel!
Stu Harley Jan 27
thou art
wonderful
thou art great and powerful
the
majesty of God
when
he unveils the light
throughout
the
multiple universes
Jan 27 · 51
Oracle of the Sea
Stu Harley Jan 27
tell me
of
all your dreams
the
bright eyes of the lighthouse
that
you are
the
oracle of the sea
Stu Harley Jan 27
behind the scene
when
violet eyes of spring unwind
while
bending
the
stiff branches
of
the
Sycamore tree
Stu Harley Jan 26
Lord
give me
a fish to share with the world
and
i
will feed the hungry world
with
my heart and soul
i
just want to serve you
i
submit to you
through
your
forgiveness, love and mercy
please
give me
a fish to share with the world
Stu Harley Jan 26
words are
the
hands of clay
to
shape and form
the
vessel of God
who
dwells in the
spirit temple of Adam's
heart and soul
where
God spins dust into gold
Stu Harley Jan 26
nor peace that dwell below us
even in the depths of hell
let Satan hoisted
His bright sails of light and darkness
to all the ships that sail
voices sing out towards the dark wine sea
bring forth the ubiquitous blue light
from the melodic swing of the pendulum
while navigating through dark spaces
we need ice water to quench our thirst
without forgiveness to come this far
life in the inferno that burn like the sun
nor peace that dwell below us
shall ask to fill our cups with good
Jan 26 · 46
Love Is Wanting To Say
Stu Harley Jan 26
oh, love is wanting to say
while leading her heart astray
even though I'm willing to stay
the heart swirls in a wind parade
while love is asking to pray
that love not walk away
yet love is wanting to say
Stu Harley Jan 25
when
good is evil
and
evil is good
when
up is down
and
down is up
but
do not believe
what
you see
through
the
mirror of wickedness
just
because
the
devil is a liar
you
shall eat of the fruit
from
the
tree of knowledge
Stu Harley Jan 25
storm rain dripping
from the rooftop of
the old red barn
yet
lost in the
wilderness of the
PierreĀ Lands
Jan 25 · 72
The Book of Songs
Stu Harley Jan 25
bamboo butterflies drifting
across the Sea of Cortez
with windmill drifting
through fresh eyes
while chanting from
the Book of Songs
underneath the
soprano blue sky
Stu Harley Jan 25
you kick up your heels
then you flap your wings
honk your horn and
sing a giddy song
lord i ain't gonna let
nobody steal my joy
when joy comes in the morning
Jan 25 · 45
Sandpiper Blue
Stu Harley Jan 25
still
an open door
to
walk through
yet
in
her eyes
an
ocean of sandpiper blue
Jan 25 · 43
Every Rose Has A thorn
Stu Harley Jan 25
love is the one
who
plays the part
yet
put
her
cold stiff dagger
into my heart
while
every rose has a thorn
Jan 25 · 59
The Pearl White Moon
Stu Harley Jan 25
what
glistens
through
her light
bring
the
pearl white moon
tonight
Jan 25 · 52
My Red Umbrella
Stu Harley Jan 25
the melodic sound of rain
running through
the red cobblestones of Spain
while singing underneath
my red umbrella
Jan 25 · 173
In The Blink of An Eye
Stu Harley Jan 25
what
swallowed
me
up whole
are
the
gargantuan owl eyes of
the
enchanted mirror
in
the
blink of an eye
Stu Harley Jan 25
when
we
stop telling the truth
i said
it
is time
to
go to our graves
thus
to
dwell among the dead
Jan 24 · 203
All By Myself
Stu Harley Jan 24
lord
here i am
in
this
quiet place
to
breathe the air
to
receive your grace
all by myself
Stu Harley Jan 24
oh lord
you
have made me a vessel
with
a soul
full of gold
and
oh
what treasure
to
be fill
with
the
holy ghost
that
only you can measure
Jan 24 · 38
My Daily Bread
Stu Harley Jan 24
with
the
Old Testament Bible
gently resting on
the
kitchen table
when
this
is
my daily bread
Stu Harley Jan 23
when
cracks in the soul
thus
we
let
in
more light
to
share with this world
the
fresh glow of the mountains
Stu Harley Jan 23
the
soul is a voice yearning for goodness
and
*****
its
spiritual wings
around
the
graceful light of God
where
the
soul wants to sing
Jan 23 · 55
The Edge of Our Graves
Stu Harley Jan 23
a place
where
we
both sing out loud
and
we
look into
the
eyes of
the
mirror of time
only
at
the
edge of our graves
Jan 23 · 52
A Flower of Kindness
Stu Harley Jan 23
once upon a time
a priest
with
a heart of gold
built a church
underneath a bridge
where
the
homeless lived
for
the
love of God
he
wanted to share
to
keep hope alive
like a
flower of kindness
Jan 23 · 66
The Faithful Bookends
Stu Harley Jan 23
until
we reach
the
end my dear friend
and
our
souls drift towards the vintage grave
then
we
are
the
faithful bookends
towards
the
very end
Stu Harley Jan 23
the
island of silence
surrounded
by
the
sea of loneliness
and
nobody to speak to
under the sun
Stu Harley Jan 22
oh lord
you
put the spirit
in
my heart
to
wash my soul clean
and
be
filled with your glory
thus
to sing with joy
Jan 19 · 57
The Black Widow Spider
Stu Harley Jan 19
treading a needle
through
the
kaleidoscopic  eyes of
the
black widow spider
who
sat down beside her
with
needle and thread
and
orange shape hourglass
upon
her belly
Jan 18 · 171
While I Am Still Sure
Stu Harley Jan 18
love
is
a ghost white ship
drifting
along
the
red cliffs of Wales
while
i
am still sure
Jan 17 · 52
The Hourglass of Time
Stu Harley Jan 17
the
cantankerous old man
who
gripped a hand carved
oak wooden walking stick
stands firm
upon the ground
and
witnessing
the
hourglass of time
Stu Harley Jan 17
even though,
it is
raining cats and dogs outside
here
comes a quiet storm
just
let me get
my red umbrella
while
our
words are getting wet
Stu Harley Jan 17
even though
deception leaning
inward towards
your soul
while
glaring back
at you
through
the
kaleidoscopic mirror
when
dangling from the wall
Stu Harley Jan 16
love
shall not wait
wait long
to get out of
the storm
to
keep herself warm
Stu Harley Jan 16
Not a single blow, but countless stings,
Love is a thousand cuts, on fragile wings.
Each word unsaid, a hidden barb,
Each doubt unvoiced, a silent scar.
Jan 16 · 57
Let Me Out
Stu Harley Jan 16
trapped
in
sea of evil
a spider's web of fear and doubt
and
now i sing out
yet
i
must to speak in tongues
to say
let me out
Jan 16 · 37
A Meditation With God
Stu Harley Jan 16
In stillness deep, where shadows fade,
A heart unfolds, its prayer displayed.
Beneath the hush of dawn's embrace,
I seek Your light, Your sacred grace.

No incense burns, no chants arise,
Just gentle breaths, beneath the skies.
The whispering leaves, a verdant choir,
Echoing hymns, my soul's desire.

I close my eyes, let thoughts take flight,
On feathered wings, bathed in Your light.
Through tangled webs of doubt and fear,
Your presence shines, dispelling tear.

The river's song, a calming flow,
Washes away the seeds of woe.
In every grain, in every stone,
Your touch I feel, I am not alone.

The mountain's peak, a silent guide,
Points to the heavens, vast and wide.
And in the stars, like diamonds set,
Your love unfurls, I can't forget.

No words can speak the awe I find,
In nature's art, You fill my mind.
A grateful hush, a whispered sigh,
In this communion, You and I.

So let me dwell in this retreat,
Where soul and spirit gently meet.
A meditation, pure and deep,
In Your embrace, forever I will sleep.

And when I rise, with light renewed,
Your love will carry, understood.
A silent vow, a whispered song,
A meditation with God, all life long.
Stu Harley Jan 15
Upon the hills of Nottingham, where castles kiss the sky,
A tapestry of time unfolds, beneath the centuries sigh.

Stone whispers tales of Robin Hood, of arrows swift and true,
Of Maid Marian's gentle grace, her heart forever blue.

Through winding lanes and cobbled streets, the echoes softly roam,
Of craftsman's hammers, merchants' calls, and whispers whispered home.

The Trent, a silver ribbon, winds through meadows lush and green,
Reflecting sunlight, dappled leaves, a tranquil, vibrant scene

On Robin Hood's Way, the forest calls, with verdant boughs held high,
Where ancient oaks and sunlit paths, beneath the blue sky lie.

In caves where miners toiled and sang, their stories still reside,
In echoes on the cavern walls, where secrets gently hide.

And as the dusk paints shadows long, the city lights aflame,
Upon the hills of Nottingham, a whispered, timeless name.

For here, the past and present weave, a magic in the air,
A city with a beating heart, a story to declare.

So come, dear wanderer, raise your cup, and let the stories flow,
Upon the hills of Nottingham, where dreams forever grow.
Jan 15 · 68
An Ocean of Love
Stu Harley Jan 15
hands
that
lift
the
tidal waves
thus
move an ocean of love
Jan 15 · 43
Hope Is the Only One
Stu Harley Jan 15
to
hold
a light
in
the dark
while
hope is the only one
Stu Harley Jan 15
why
dose war
leaves
scars and pains
on
the
souls of feet
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