Archive | April 2010

The magical throw

The softest ‘throw’ I have ever felt
Was passed to me last night
When I was feeling sad and low

My energy was drained
I was feeling down
I was drowning in a sea of sadness and sorrow

I put it on my legs and felt the warmth
I touched its soft wool and felt seduced

What was this most luxurious material I asked
Goat hair from Russia knitted by women
The answer came back!

I felt it again
It caressed my sad heart
There was a magic in this material

Heather told me that this was
Her special throw
Whenever she felt sad or low
She covered herself in its luxurious warmth
And started feeling better at once

Now, I believe in magic
That comes from love
This magical throw
Made me feel warm and strong

I didn’t want to part with it
But I did
I was feeling stronger and it was time
To leave

But I will remember this magical throw
How it touched me and warmed my soul!

Lida Berghuis
February 5th, 2004
After a visit to Hudson!

Healed by poetry

Poetry heals
How you say?
The same way music uplifts you!
The same way a piece of art intrigues you!
The same way a song speaks to you!
The same way a story moves you!

Poetry
Is communion with the ‘Divine’
Poetry is sacred
That’s what I’ve been taught

Rumi, Hafiz, Tahirih
Nourish my soul with magical words
Words like diamonds, priceless and pure
Words like rain, wash my pain away

Poetry heals
Poetry guides
Poetry teaches
What needs to be taught

And when I hear a poem I need to hear
It shakes me to my foundation
Truth is revealed
Growth occurs
Someone has touched my soul!

Poetry
The instrument of the Divine
Complex issues
Are laid out

Poetry colours my world with different hues
Poetry guides me and helps me cope
Words have always accompanied me
Now, this is the shape they’re in

Lida Berghuis
April 26th, 2010

Angels on earth

Some people radiate a positive energy
I’m happy when they are around
The warmth of their spirit can be felt
They Shine like a brilliant light

There is a twinkle in their eyes
A spring in their step
There is a warmth in their touch
That melts my heart

There is a sweetness in their voice
That can’t be described
There is a tenderness in their heart
That can make me cry

These are the angels that walk the earth
These are the souls that touch my heart

Lida Berghuis
October 3rd, 2006

The thread of words

With the thread of words
I sew my heart to yours
Words convey the love
Deep within my soul

We all express love
In different ways
Expression of love through words
Is my way!

By nature shy
And somewhat reserved
Writing is how I express
myself

Writing is easier than
Saying things
But it still requires
Compassion and courage

Lida Berghuis
July 2nd 2004

The maze of love!

The Rubix Cube
The most intricate jigsaw puzzle
The most challenging maze
All of these cannot compare
With the puzzle of love!

The puzzle of love
A living maze
It changes and expands
When least expected
Twists are added
At whim it seems
While it was complicated
To begin with

The rubix cube
With a thousand hues
The jugsaw puzzle
The end result of which
Is not known
The puzzle of love
Not for the faint of heart
Not for those who are not
Willing to get lost
In the desert of love

The puzzle of love
A test for the most patient heart
The puzzle of love
Brings tears to the eyes of the most
Reserved one

The puzzle of love
About which stories are told
And poems are written
From the time of old

The puzzle of love
The eternal quest
For the heart that accepts
The challenge

I was never fascinated
By the Rubix Cube
Or intricate jigsaw puzzles
Of many hues

But I am fascinated with
The puzzle of love
The living maze
The ultimate challenge
Of the heart

Lida Berghuis
April 13th, 2004

I choose love!

When I choose love
I know there will be pain involved
So, do I let go of love
And live a life that is safe?
I think not!

I choose love
And I will take the pain
Because a life without love
Is even more insane

Without love
Life is colourless
Without love
Life is not worthwhile
Without love
Life has no purpose
Without love
Why should I be alive?

And yes, sometimes
When I choose love
Life becomes as clear as mud
Confusion reigns
And emotions fly
But in the end
It’s all worthwhile
Because without love
Life is colourless
And dark

So, colour me beautiful
Colour me joyful
Let love inspire me
Let love be my cause
And if I suffer
If I feel pain
It will all have been worthwhile!

February 27th, 2006
Inspired in part by Khadijeh’s lament
Smith and Dragoman

Pure light

When your eyes fall on beauty
Your soul is cheered
When your ears hear a divine melody
Your spirit rejoices

Surround yourself with beauty
To live joyfully
Surround yourself
With purity
To live peacefully

And what you are looking for
Are radiant souls
Those who inspire you
Those whose faces glow

And what you put your energy in
Must be positive things
Projects to help others
Projects to heal

But never forget
To nurture yourself
Otherwise there is little you can do
For those you hold dear

Be thankful  for all
That has come your way
Even for the troubles
And the cares

For as you pass through
The valley of doubt
As you struggle to get up each time
You learn valuable lessons in life
Without them you could not learn to fly

Lida Berghuis
September 1st, 2008
Eliane’s advice to me!