Monday, 19 February 2018

The Veil

Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:
The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar:
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But trailing clouds of glory do we come
From God, who is our home:
Heaven lies about us in our infancy!
William Wordsworth


With our coming is a veil stretched behind 
To enable us to live without His total mind
Left only is a part to sustain us while apart
We are hidden so that we may find
Again our Origin, but meanwhile mankind
Must struggle and endure, learn what we have come for
Our mission predisposed to the earth's cosmos
Left suspended in limbo as we journey and wonder
Oh, but for a glimpse of Heaven's glory
And to bask in His soothing arms and hold our soulmates near
They that are gone on ahead
And they that are waiting to come
We miss them so...as to be not able to endure
If it were not for the veil which one day will be lifted
And death shall separate us no longer for He has promised
That the last enemy that shall be destroyed is death
And death will have no sting or sorrow left
We will all tumble divine in His clouds of love
Knowing that death was only a mask
For the life that lies beyond.

cailin raine


Sunday, 11 February 2018

Glimmer


It caught my eye
That shimmer-gleam between the rocks
Bending ice
That gave beneath my feet
An accommodation unexpected.

What a gift!
Shining a secret my way
Water that pooled in the hollows
Then froze and rendered a footing
A floor to help me find my way.

I continued on my rocky, crooked path
And thought of how much it seemed
Like life itself
Twisting, smoothing, pliant, giving
A turn here and there.

Then around the next corner
Sheer surprize!!
The cliff dropped from this dizzying height
Where now?  Oh God, this was not my plan
But then I see the marbled way down.

Natural steps embedded in the cliff
Not always regular, but adequate
My boots gripped the pillars’ strength
I descended, apprehensive at first
Then gaining confidence.

At the bottom I turned my face upwards
To look at the sheer enormity of my descent
I marvelled at the feat that I had accomplished
It started with glimmer-magic on my pathway
And ended here by the soft waters lapping at my feet.

I gazed across the dappled lake, trembling in pewter
Towards the rusty sun creeping down
A gull dipped low to call out its mourning
There would be another kind of morning
A new dawn would reveal more magic.

Then?  I would be ready with my boots
Ready to tramp, or hike, or holler
Whatever that new life would ask of me…
What new adventure!
What new path? ...
Might glimmer and catch my eye.

cailin raine

Monday, 5 February 2018

To My Love


Were you glad when I asked you to dance?
Did you smile when you held me that time?
Did you think we’d ever kiss?
Now I’m in your arms tonight…

I think I’ll be there forever
Yes I think we’ll be just fine
You are now my man forever
You just take my breath away!

Were you glad to see my smile?
When we danced slowly ‘cross the floor
Did you think we’d fall in love?
I hope we dance forever more!

For you are my hero baby
And I think we’ll be just fine
I want your arms forever
You just take my breath away!

When we’re alone and you touch me
I know heaven’s gate is open wide
And when we love you move in me
And my soul keeps perfect time!

You’re my every waking moment
You’re the one I waited for
You can trust my love forever
You just take my breath away!

Just promise me we’ll always dance
And you’ll put your hand in mine
We’ll walk together towards that gate
The journey then like mellow wine!

Still you’ll be my hero baby
And the years will give us more
Than we ever hoped to cherish
You just take my breath away
You just take my breath away

Anytime!

cailin raine

Pines Burning



Sweltering pines blister
Dead heaps lie with pungent aroma drifting towards oblivion
The sky mother taking in the fragrance
And I, as I pass by
Scale the scene with emotions
The pines burn and offer their last gift
Bouquets of scent offered as a last lingering farewell
Before ashes are all that is left.

Recently the landscape contained the healthy vigour of
Towering pines
Gently bending and bowing slightly in the breeze
Tops held high with pride.

But now they are diminished to heaps of
Unsightly rubble
Rapidly dwindling to charred and sad remains.

 In a land where sometimes it is still difficult to be heard
I can identify with their lament
Beauty lost to a formidable force
Fire sucking out their soul.

Like women lost in a world of

Unrecognition. 

cailin raine

Focus



Focus

 Traffic outside roars

Mindfulness class in session

Thick drapes muffle sound.

cailin raine

Sunday, 4 February 2018

haikus 2-2-5-7-5


Dreamworks
Bubble
Magic
Clings to branch and vine
Creates a world that is mine
I live inside it.

Haunted
The past
Sits hard
Tugs at my heartbeat
Shredding my thoughts into bits
Keeps me from my life.

Forest
My soul
Housed in
The shelter of limbs
Where shy deer and rabbits roam
Soft place I call home.
cailin raine