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Inspirational Poems

By: Patricia Helen Robins

Heaven’s Wings

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“For many years now snippets of verse have popped into my mind requiring immediate attention. Many were written down quickly,

bypassing my thinking mechanism, and have never needed altering. Others are my own invention, but invariably to describe an idea

in my mind ~ perhaps a query; possibly a painting.

One arrived, intact, in response to my own anger; another to help me cope with guilt. Of necessity neither is particularly lyrical, yet people

have found them helpful. The strange thing is that I’m not a poetry lover myself! But it gives me joy that spiritual insight be expressed eloquently.

To all who treasure the sacredness of what our life journey has to offer,

I dedicate these children of my inner quest.”

Patricia Helen Robins

Website: http://patriciahelenrobins.com/

Dear Reader: Please note that some of my paintings, poems and other writings reproduced here were previously published under my former married name of: “ Patricia Bruce”.

Patricia Helen Robins

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Poem: Page: Evensong 3 Sunset’s Rim 4 Daybreak 5 Prayer For Today 6 Light Of The World 7 The Country Beyond 8 Wings Of Time 9 Thoughts Take Wing 10 The Wings Of Life 11 Butterfly Children 12 Regrets & Missed Opportunities 13 Tears 14 Guilt & Anger 15 Letting Go & Freedom 16 The Painting 17 Other People’s Forests 18 Everything Has Its Time 19 My Baby 20 I Climbed A Mountain 21 Autumn Flight 22 The Little Stream of Truth 23 Rest Awhile 24 Meditation & Peace 25 Hey Little Flower! 26 The World Is Full Of Flowers 27 The Gentle Path Of Time 28 Recipe For A Rose 29 Jewel In The Sun 30 And Finally… A Little Gem 31

Contents

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EVENSONG

Dusk draws her veil across the sky Gathering in the remnants of her day

Bird song dies in leafy canopy Silence hangs her charm on darkening boughs

That cradle in their arms the sentiments Unleashed among the careless daylight hours.

The wise man stops to ponder and consider

What has been the tenor of his day The weary traveller pauses on his journey The seeker stops to scan the way ahead

The rapt attention of the evening hour

Hearkens to the roll-call of the day Happenings within each human breast

Are entered in the endless Book of Time Not a moment’s silence goes unnoticed

Each the punctuation of Day’s theme All experience, large or small, is noted

And put to rest completed, reverenced.

The twilight hour sinks ever deeper Forgiving night holds all in her embrace

Discords that rent the patient ether Diminish as the healing peace unfolds

The pendulum swings round

Another dawning Light fingers touch the night in fond caress

Sweet harmonies of yesterday are flowering Enriching brave new pathways with their scent

Every wound has made its contribution Reverberating echoes linger long A new page opens in life’s story

With space for us to sing a lovelier song.

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S U N S E T ‘ S R I M

Over the brink of sunset’s rim

Chartered course now bravely run

Boat gently grounds on sandy beach

Long dark night now out of reach

Lonely journey safely past

Into Love’s living arms at last.

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DAYBREAK

~~~ and if you should catch the break of day

When your world has not yet wakened

When birds, once more in chorus,

Herald the dawn sky

~~~and if you hearken to the

Dew-refreshing stillness

You will find

In each new dawn a heritage

With which Day comes endowed

When hope gleams forth and

Newborn sounds and scents

Invite participation

In their livingness ~~~

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Prayer For Today

Take me today And help me find my way

Help me look

Teach me to see Be with me while I pray

Let not impatience

Dance my feet away

But still the inner flame of me

Until its light

Unflickering

Moves

The ocean of my soul.

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LIGHT OF THE WORLD

In our silence can we hear it

In our own peace will we feel it

As we reach out will it cherish us

For it is the heart of our creation

On our paths are many stations

‘In my Father’s house are many mansions’

We must live each small experience

Understand the humblest truth

Be the patient, silent watcher

Know the strength of stalwart warrior

Find the music of our pathway

Live the knowledge in our hearts

All of this takes many lifetimes

Nurtured by life’s flowing rivers

Form and shape are part of wholeness

Reflecting all we hold within us

Structured, manifesting progress

Disciplined, harmonious and true.

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The Country Beyond

When the ebb of time decrees

And the final chords of life resound

Over the threshold step with ease

Into the light of the country beyond

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WINGS OF TIME

It’s a long journey from mind to soul

Logic is demanding

Soul is gentle, patient, wise

Mind is seeking, restless, doubting

Soul is knowing, still

Soul is of the All-Knowing

But not yet knowing all

For it journeys on the wings of time

Dipping like a hunting bird

To find its food

Then taking wing once more

Revitalised

Climbing

Soaring

Planing on the breeze

Till hunger makes him

Dip once more towards

The hazardous earth

For the food of the quest

Is here on earth

And this our hunting ground

But the digestion thereof is on the wing

Free-flying. Safe!

Weep not when the foraging is hard

For hard-won food is precious and

Not lightly thrown away

Treasure every morsel

Store it wisely

Use a little

Every day

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Thoughts Take Wing

W I N G

T AK E

T HO U GH TS

Y OU R

M A Y

A N D T H E A N G E

L S

S I N G T H E M I N T O L I F E

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The Wings Of Life

The Wings

Of Life

Are Made

From

Feathers

Of Hope

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Butterfly Children For all children who have been refused entry into the world

We are the butterfly children Kissed into life by your loving

Breathing the pulse of your body Trusting the strength of your giving

We wanted to rest on our journey

In the bosom of your living And we brought our rainbow colours

And we thought to enrich your laughing

You thought we had nothing to offer That our presence would silence your singing

And you crushed our wings In the silence of the night Till we went on our way Sighing… Crying… Dying

We are the butterfly children And you have not crushed our being

We fled from the tangled webs you spun When we found they had no giving

Till we found our way to another day And a warm sun shining And it healed our hurts And it dried our tears

In the bounty of its loving Till we grew again And we flew again

Laughing… Singing… Living…

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Regrets

Regret not living Nor wish the past were dead

Experience the teacher Choice the way ahead

Mistakes can be our milestones

Visions serve as staff If we care to use them wisely

If we stay upon our path

But if we choose to wander If we walk with blindfold on

Deliberately not looking Whose fault if we go wrong?

Make not of blame a burden

Just recognise the facts Then go forward unencumbered…

Little boy lost? Not at all!

The Man inside Walks strong and tall.

Missed Opportunities

Too late now To grieve for what has gone

Undone Let the daylight in The darkness is sin

Sigh it away Start another day

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Tears

Tears are the oceans that flood the soul.

But tempests pass And their waters join The everlasting rivers

Of life’s journey

Rain forests thrive On spasmodic downpours.

But their growth Is tangled, wild.

Not so the gentle plains Of temperate zones

Nurtured on kind Refreshing showers

Let these flow. They are the release of storm clouds and

They refresh the earth.

And you? You move with the tide of flowing water

Dwell in the peace after the storm Grow in the luscious rain-drenched earth Which you have watered with the release

Of your emotions

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Guilt

The past is past And cannot be undone

It is the same For everyone

Now move forward And fear no more

To open up Another door.

Anger

I must be free! Let me out! Let me Be!

Don’t tell me – let me find out Let me venture on Life’s highways

Don’t stopper me with Is it safe? Is it wise?

Let me find myself in the tumult Of my emotions

Get off!

Don’t suffocate me Let me breathe the pure, clean air

Of the innocence of my Source Let me find for myself

The rapture of ME

I am living, vibrant

Bubbling with an untapped energy Let me flow with it – don’t stop it

With convention LET ME OUT!!! I WANT TO BE

FREE

Then, into the silence of spent emotion Came a quiet voice:

“So who’s stopping you?” it said.

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Letting Go

Go where? Go free

Go when?

Go now

Go in the stillness of the morning With the newness of the day

Go where no one else has cluttered

The space in front of you

Go into daytime market place With the tide of bustling life

Go willingly to eventide

Go through the gate of day

Go peacefully to sleep once more Go gladly on your way

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Freedom

You have places to go

And things to know

A new world to find

Don’t be confined

To lesser aspirations

Free your soul

Let it fly to a higher goal

Let fetters fall and seek anew

Strive to find a better view

Of life, and learn its pace

Make your own its charm and grace

Breathe its clear, uncluttered air

Radiate its joy, then share

The freedom you have found

With others anchored to the ground.

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The Painting

Supposing life has dealt you out a problem Or perhaps a few of varying magnitude Then place them boldly on your page

Make no mistake about them There they are – you cannot paint them out

So arrange them as the basis for your painting Big, bold shapes on which to plan your scheme

But the colours that you paint them – that is your choice An all the colours of the universe abound.

Would you choose the dingy shades of sorrow

Petulance and boredom – or depression Or the murky, black, uncompromising shadows Where despair, hate or revenge have got hold?

Is this the colour sequence you have chosen For the heritage you plan to leave the world?

Or will you take your living paintbrush bravely

Charging it with colours that are bold Make your picture vibrant, sure and stately

Tinge the tiresome obstacles with gold?

And will you learn your palette’s secrets So that as your skill begins to grow

You can add the gentle background washes To create a more harmonious flow.

In every picture there are shadows

How else would light be born? True art must learn a balance

So that the eye is drawn Away from dark and empty spaces

Giving hope to those who might Be attracted to your painting And be conscious of its light.

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Other People’s Forests

When you have walked in forests Of other men’s maturity

When your feet have kicked among the shoals

Of rich, autumnal leaves That have fallen from their minds

When you have seen the sunlight Streaming through their branches

When you have wandered at your leisure

In the fullness of a world that others have created

It is then hard to move beyond

into the thin

pale light

of spring

and

BE

your own

young

tender

sapling.

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My Baby

I will care for my baby This inner me

I will greet her when I wake This inner me

I will tend her with infinite care This inner me

When she is hurt I will cradle her When she is hungry I will feed her

When she is lonely I will play with her This inner me

For my baby is the breath of the universe

Which breathes in me She is the gift which the Father of Life

Has bestowed on me And mine is the task to nurture her

To watch her grow Unfettered

Free For this I know

This child is me.

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I Climbed A Mountain

I was troubled

And I climbed a mountain

Pressing upward through the curling mists

That clouded vision, harbouring despair

Below, the clouds had formed my prison

Above, they were but feathered plumes of thought

Heralding the crystal-clear air

The mountain-top was just a thought’s-throw distant

And there my thoughts transported me

Who, looking thus, became at once aware

Of heights and stillness made for contemplation

Of clarity and light

Of hope and future

So far I have travelled

And I had not even left my chair.

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Autumn Flight

A leaf falls from the tree of life

One fragment of the master plan Has put to rest its earthly span

Floating like flotsam on the wind Destined to crumble, dust to dust

While memories cling like cobweb shrouds Which gently, like the merest sigh

Disintegrate to drifting clouds

A leaf falls from the tree of life One fragment of the master plan

Has put to rest its earthly span No longer caged in mortal form

A liberated self is born Borne on wings of life’s endeavour Keen eyes seeking out the future

Migrating to another dawn.

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The Little Stream Of Truth

FOLLOW The little stream of truth As it winds its busy way Through the myriad

misconceptions The arrogance, the deceptions That bind the world today.

REST BY The little stream of truth When your world has gone astray

Tell it all your troubles Then feed upon its precious Living bubbles when it

Whispers in your mind as it Passes on its way.

UPHOLD The little stream of truth

Through the tangle of confusion Of misleading self-delusion That you meet upon your way For despite the chaos of the hour

The overwhelming greed for power The humble little stream of truth

Is here to stay.

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Rest Awhile

Rest awhile And heed the smile of

SILENCE

Forget your haste Adjust your pace to

CALMNESS

With goal in sight Await the right

PERSPECTIVE

Have no fear The steps are here for

GUIDANCE

Take your time

The light sublime is CONSTANT

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Meditation

Let the mind settle like a pool Still and deep

Smooth and cool

Not tense or hurried Not sad or worried

Let the daily agitations

Seep away and sink in silence

Follow the silence and let it guide Have no fear, design or pride

But in simple contemplation

Open the door to I N S P I R A T I O N

Peace

Peace is a state of tranquillity That leads to calm the soul

Like the still waters That hold themselves in readiness

To release their power At the correct moment

In studied flow To give the life-giving drop

In correct amount The dammed-up source

So deep and still In inexhaustible patience.

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Hey Little Flower!

Hey little flower!

Tell me of your sorrow What – none to see?

Would I were like thee Every bloom a blessing

Foliage caressing Got to die tomorrow? Then let us share this hour.

Weep not for the faded bloom of life

but in mind’s eye Preserve the fresh and sparkling life.

What though the outer form may droop and fade away?

To grow and blossom, smile and fade is to have lived today.

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The World Is Full Of Flowers

The world is full of flowers

Still in bud Close-folded petals

Shielding Holding fast

Afraid to yield their hearts To penetrating sun

Some have dared to look

To drop their guard Venturing to new horizons

Within themselves Letting golden warmth ensure

Its will be done

Few have learned to fling Their fears aside

Exposing all the gentle Throbbing pulses

To greet the Source of Life And beat as One.

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The Gentle Path of Time

I sense The gentle Path of

TIME Unhindered Flow

ETERNAL Kind

Magnificent I feel And patient The rolling

PATHWAY Plane of

Undeterred CALM By Human Immune Folly From crisis

Or alarm Inviting

Knowledge Of a

POISE SERENE In action

STILL In noise

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Recipe For A Rose

Take a drop or two of love for your creation Dew drops, nestling there like pearls aglow Great innocence, untrammelled and unblemished Untried in life’s eternal flow Leave hanging in the mind’s most secret places Maturing in the gossamer mists of time Nurture on the essences of nature Distilled into quintessences sublime Catch the passing colours from the rainbows And texture them on night-time’s velvet wings Add the fragrant breath of moonlight’s stillness In profusion, such that all creation sings Now feed the gentle bloom with gladness Set it in a stem of glorious pride And when each petal is unfolding Breathe the living radiance inside

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Jewel In The Sun

Within the hearts of men Lie untold riches

Yet unveiled

Enfolded in tight buds Curls knowledge

Waiting to mature

In everlasting patience Time waits for us

To loose the spring

Life’s Guardians are always Happy to reveal

The jewel in the sun

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And Finally …A Little Gem:

If there is time for the problem There is time for the solution The two walk hand in hand

Until one is the stronger.