The Bioluminescence of the Soul

In the darkest depths of the ocean,

Well below where the sun’s brilliance can reach,

All is doomed to an icy cold stygian underworld.

Yet, a plethora of microscopic plankton, tiny crustaceans and fish,

Have evolved to glow unfathomably bright

When their waters are distorted and disturbed.

The flick of a whale shark’s tail can trigger

Hundreds of minuscule cells, vampire squid and algae

To glow and glitter like a starlit sky.

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At times I know you too swim in frigid dark waters,

Oppressed by a nagging overwhelming grief,

Encircled by predatory shivers of fear,

Fronds of anger or misplaced joy distorting your view.

Your brine is murky and sullied

With age-old untrue concepts and thoughts,

Slinking around you still.

Their slimy, rotting tendrils

Polluting your ocean, entrapping your feet.

And yet, a small movement,

A mere shift in attention to Grace deep within,

Sparks a glimmer of divinity that multiplies and expands,

Throughout all cells, so illuminating the dark.

Now you see the truth of it,

How you’ve chosen to swim in the dark channels of the mind,

Buffeted aimlessly by winds and whims of society,

Tossed around by currents of pleasure and pain.

And are being gifted a whole different way of being.

As plankton have evolved to shine to escape predators,

Your own tenebrous forces are your catalyst for change,

Encouraging incessantly this return to Grace.

Here, you learn to ride waves of truth and mercy,

Submit only to trade winds of unconditional love,

And uncover your essence, the bioluminescence of the soul.

For you are designed to shine your truth,

To glimmer, glitter and glow with divinity

And leave a trail of sea sparkle in your wake.

If you enjoy my poetry, a collection can be found in The Remembering, a Rosary of Light available on Amazon and Goodreads.

How are you?

When I ask how you are,

I’m not looking for a paltry “fine”,

Or “good, how are you?”

I want to know of your depth and dimension,

Your inner dance between Grace and darkness,

And which, today, is taking the lead.

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I’m curious if light is flooding your shadows,

If joy has succeeded in her quest to seep in through the cracks

Of that barricade you steadfastly built around your heart,

If your worth is intact or if it has plummeted once more,

Attached to the views of your lover, your boss,

Or the nonsensical lure of social media.

I’m asking if grief has visited again,

And if you welcomed her in this time

And made her warm cocoa and stroked her hair

As you listened to her woes and watched her burdens lift.

I want to know if you unlocked that cupboard you hid shame in

And led her out into the light to finally glimpse her smile.

As you tell me how you lost your cool with your son,

Or with that driver who cut you off,

I see all the small but mighty acts of courage and Grace,

Returning the sparkle to your eyes,

The hum of vivacity to your cells,

The power of your essence to your worth.

I hear Grace winning the affection of your shadows,

See joy cracking through the stone wall around your heart,

Through the rueful smile on your face,

The merry tinkle of your laughter.

When I ask how you are, tell me your hurts,

I’m listening.

I’m here to remind you

That you may trip and you may fall,

And herein will find your grit, your growth.

For in your rising, Grace is winning over darkness,

And you are mastering the art of this dance of life,

Allowing your true self to finally take the lead.