The Sounds of Sum

The Sounds of Sum

Music sweet, yet be a piece of gossamer wings,

Aflight with angels of love divine,

Winging ‘way across the twilight sky,

Echoing forth the sounds of song

That blissfully fill all the air,

With a rapture of romance and soarful fare.

Glorious tunes fill far and wide,

The epigenic entire of paths inside

The everlasting auras of those aglow

With light upon light of heavenly flow.

The music compleat is nary complete

Till time is stood still fourfold upon time,

And all that resounds can than be abound

With light and love that produces a sound

Of clarions complete upon heavenly seats.

For all colors of candles that burn with a light

Of purity pure and heavenly might

Will then be poised and perfectly pleased,

To stay awhile upon flowered knees.

L. Grimley ‘75

Truth, Beauty, Grace and Peace

Since time began the name has been
One of love, peace and light,
Enjoined with others of equal might. 
There be truth and beauty, grace and peace
Of that which entreats the Heavenly wisdom for those who speak
Eternal sayings and gentle gestures of love divine. 
This is, and always will be,
The way and the name of those 
Who forever flow with light and love From God above, 
As they send to earth the Heavenly girth of all mankind

 

A PRAYER OF THANKSGIVING

Dear Father,

On this peaceful day of love

we give thee thanks for all 

thy works. The beauty and

splendor of your great earth

are blessing of sweet joy!

Give us this day the eyes

To see and the ears to hear

thy heavenly plan for all

on earth.              Amen. 

Seek not peace,

Yet seek not strife,

But be assured

That all will be

As God has set forth

For all destiny.

Come not looking

For answers smooth
To questions of life

As yet unused.

Live each day

Knowing that when

The time has come

For things undone,

That all will unfold,

And all will be told,

As those of old

Have seen and spoken

From days long ago.

I wrote this around 35 years ago when I was on a spiritual journey.. At that time I would meditate usually twice a day for twenty to thirty minutes. And sometimes I would write prose and poetry from a meditative state. Uriel is the archangel who brings inspiration and light to one's creativity. This poem is my favorite of all the spiritual messages I was guided to write. Whenever I'd be stressed with everyday concerns this message would smooth me right out!