When you walk
Walk through the green
On deep paths
Walk purposefully
In the footsteps
Of pilgrims past

When you walk
Walk each new step
Thoughtfully
Placing your footsteps
Joyfully
With eyes on the holy

And there you'll find
Not only the pleasure
Not just the delight
Not solely the feast
But you will find yourself
Released
Your soul
Your spirit
Sustained
Strengthened
Singing
There you'll discover
Your true guide for your path
Your great high priest.

I attended an award ceremony for my
eldest grandson, Alexander Sathya
he had been struggling with math
so it was quite thrilling to know he
was going to receive an award
for "most improved" in his class.


His younger brother, Sean Sai,
has been a straight A student
and we regularly attended
award functions for him.
To our great surprise and happiness,
Alex also achieved the Honor Roll!

After the tribute, Alex introduced
his mother and I to some
of his 6th grade classmates.
As I smiled and chatted with
these innocent souls embarking
on their journey through life,
I couldn't help noticing, that imprinted
on their darling faces and inscribed
in their hearts, was the same basic
question, every human being consciously or
unconsciously is continuously asking:

"Who am I?"
"What is my purpose?"
"Where am I going?"

I pray we all realize who we are
make the noble grade and fulfill
the highest:

God's Divine Honor Roll

I stood below a rainbow bright,
and I did make a wish.
I wished to be yes rained upon
with all its colors rich.

Suddenly a bird flew by.
He pierced the colors so,
out they came right on me.
The colors they did glow.

They shined and disappeared in me.
I don’t know where there went.
All I know I feel so blessed.
and gratitude I sent.

I sent it out cause now I feel,
empowered and so strong.
Inside of my sacred life,
I know I can’t do wrong.

Now I plant yes rainbow seeds
of love that grow so grand.
Life is a gift as I dance,
upon the sacred land.

Take notice of birds and be yourself to sing your own sacred song, then the world will be blessed
If those in your life can’t hear your love song... **** them cause God hears all.

StarBG © 2017

I sit
in sacred
energies of light.
Breathing deep
to feel the warm sun
Expanding to awake
inside gentle breeze that showers blessings.

I bath in my own greatness,
moving in human form.
Gathering dreams to put love into action

I align with visions to bond
with Mother Natures beauty,
Father sky
and all my earth allies.

I dance, feeling empowered,
as whispers from the divine echo
to remind me I can do anything.

I rise to move in day,
graceful with the fuel of gratitude.

Gratitude, for all I am,
all I shall be, and all I meet.

StarBG © 2017

I kissed you goodbye that rainy night
Under the Tree in the Sacred Garden
Not realizing as I left for my flight
I would never see my lover again

The man who swore undying love
Would soon be gone and in his place
A cruel cold coward I never dreamed of
To cancel promises and plans erase

Was Iceman inside you ready to strike
If ever anyone got too close?
Tearing down trust and faith alike
Punishing me  for loving you most

Hello self, I know I'm sacred.
Hello day, I move with .
Hello moment, I am very grateful.
Hello heartbeat, I love to dance.

Goodbye doubting I feel my power.
Goodby ego, I am peaceful.  
Goodbye fears, I’m taken care of.
Goodbye sadness, I’m my own friend.

Hello God, I bond with spirit.
Hello life, I have a path.
Hello questions, I have the answer
Hello love, I feel oneness.

StarBG © 2017

I never liked poems,
Boring things in English textbooks,
Boring to read,
Twisted verses,
Something I could not feed,
My brain,
But since I tried to write in vain,
Now to me a poem,
Crafted by me,
Is my totem,
It traps my insecurity,
A sacred gem,
It's written beauty,
Maybe I liked it,
Because it's something,
I could do from my heart,
Something I can turn to,
To build words,
Out of the blue.

A while back a friend asked me a good question:
What is the best compliment you've ever received?

Now while we can't answer philosophy without poetry my answer really wasn't that hard.

You see I was asked this question by an amazing lady in a letter,

I was all to happy to see the letter end with

Love, Gabby.

So my reply was simple.

The best compliment I can receive is that of love.

Whenever a friend tells me they love me, whether that's my brother by birth
Or my brothers and sisters by bond,
It's the best compliment anyone can give me.

Without my friends love I would not be alive today.

I've written a thousand stanzas protesting suicide and a thousand more against self harm,

I've written love poems to death and refuted them with disgust,

I've penned down quatrains with the blood of self hate and the tears of depression,

But I wrote them down because I was alive to do so.

Without the compliment of my friends love

The only writing done would be that of crooked tally marks on the inside of my coffin.

clouds of linen stretch her skies,
changing depths of blue,
lovely is this -
her Earthrise,
she's something,
from my view,

I look at her
my lovely Earth,
and I,
her soulmate - Moon,
if she shall perish,
so will I,
I hope tho not too soon,

I wonder what inhabits her,
of what's alive out there,
I wonder what she thinks of them,
or if no time to care,

she was designed just perfectly,
a gift in her to give,
sadly took for granted she,
in ignorance can't live,

I wonder if her people know,
the sacred of her planet,
or if destruction comes in flames,
to fight it or to fan it,

they must know
somewhere within,
she's beautiful but dying,
I hope this not the last Earthrise
I hear her gently sighing,
then a thunder roars within,
on knees -
alone,
she's crying,

Hear my voice my sacred people
I'm wounded, I cannot fight
will you hear my final call
before the last goodnight ?

Ma Cherie © 2017