The river of love

In everyone's heart there is a special place

a spring, a source from where as long as we live

spouts tenderness, cordiality, caring grace

limitless, filling our heart with love to give.

 

It's so easy so wonderful, so natural

to let that river of love and kindness flow

every day, let it run as a cascading waterfall

amazing flowers will on this river's banks grow 

 

Down the stream, tame animals 'll come and drink

the love and affability that the river will bring

It 'll fill their soul and from within will spring

their own source of love, care and understanding

 

Further on, also wild animals will lessen their thirst

they might not have been aware of it at first

but love, kindness and charity is really what they need.

they will soon give up their dirty politics and greed.

 

Finally our river will meet the ocean, meet the sea

The water will take on the colors of that kindness stream

and everyone will enjoy; enjoy the amazing love

as the colors of our cordiality will reflect in the sky above 

 

Aufie Zophy 

 

 

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I am sure you will enjoy some of my other online treasures as well:

 - Inspirational and motivational poems (I have written them under the pen name of Aufie Zophy)

  https://aufiezophypoems.blogspot.com/

 

- Two fables and a short story (my own favorite is 'Sammy and Alice')

https://shortstoriesfables.blogspot.com/ 

- Inspirational quotes:

https://quotesfromhans.blogspot.com/

 

- Very short essays about simple good things:

https://abcofvirtues.blogspot.com/

 

 Small prayers for this big world:

https://smallprayersforabigworld.blogspot.com/

- Beautiful skies seen by Hans:

https://hansvro.wixsite.com/mysite-1/skies-seen-by-hans  

 

- Beautiful flowers:

 https://hansvro.wixsite.com/flowersbyhans

The magic swan

The magic swan

I passed a lake during a slow and lazy walk

And a swan of angelic beauty came to talk

All the secrets you had, she shared with me

It was there all in front of my eyes to see.

 

I could see all feelings you ever had in your heart

Some secrets were cute , some of them really dark

The swan showed me your thoughts good and bad

And what you have done and what you have said

 

After knowing your secrets, I started to love you more

They were a bit similar to those hidden in my own core

And it is with the real you, not with what we pretend,

That I want to be a good  companion, the best friend.

 

Aufie Zophy. 

 

 

 

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We are all human and have our small and bigger imperfections. 

If every of our innermost secrets would be revealed 

to the ones who trust us, would we still be trusted?

Something worthy of our reflection. 

Here or there, we may have some work to do...

 

Frangipani Smiles

The Frangipani flower smiles at me

I smile back at it

And both of us are thriving,

bathing in the endless blessings

of our Creator 

💖

Passion

 The fire within

Evaporates the rain

Before it can reach my heart 

Unconditional love wins

 

There was a girl, named Rabia
Captured by vicious men
Sold as slave at a very tender age
Imagine, if you can

Work was tough
Hard, early until late, every day
The master was rough
Bad temper was his way

The master came home quite late one night
He could hear from Rabia’s room some noise
He was concerned, went nearer
It was a whispering voice

He was curious to whom his servant
Would still talk to so late at night
He went to the window to see
And could not believe the sight

The girl he treated rough and hard
Was sitting there to pray
Asking blessings for her master
From the Creator of night and day.

Through his heart, a remorseful wave:
Who was he to treat this saintly girl as slave
He set Rabia from slavehood free
A true saint, she went on to be

Aufie Zophy

 

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I am sure you will enjoy some of my other online treasures as well:

 - Inspirational and motivational poems (I have written them under the pen name of Aufie Zophy)

  https://aufiezophypoems.blogspot.com/

 

- Beautiful skies seen by Hans:

https://hansvro.wixsite.com/mysite-1/skies-seen-by-hans  

 

- Beautiful flowers:

 https://hansvro.wixsite.com/flowersbyhans

 

- Two fables and a short story (my own favorite is 'Sammy and Alice')

https://shortstoriesfables.blogspot.com/ 

- Inspirational quotes:

https://quotesfromhans.blogspot.com/

 

- Very short essays about simple good things:

https://abcofvirtues.blogspot.com/

 

 Small prayers for this big world:

https://smallprayersforabigworld.blogspot.com/
 

 

 

 

 

 

The birth of love

 We are all pregnant
with that inner desire
to do good things

Then we perform
a simple useful service
and love is born

And with love, joy
and feeling good
and peace of mind

Every time we do
an act of useful service
another bit of love is born

and another bit of joy
and another bit of feeling good
and another bit of peace of mind

Awake

 I woke up already to the peace within my heart,

Waiting eagerly for the flower buds

To open and let me drink their nectar

So my simple mind can take on

The task of letting the love in my heart

Flow freely to all in the world

So my simple soul

Can open up to the divine

And let my words flow as music

To provide a bit of inspiration

    Fully aware that giving some explanation of a poem, can take away some magic of it, I still think the main aim of poetry is to share the innermost things that live in the heart of the writer and if the meaning is lost in the metaphors, lots of value is gone.

   I believe quite strongly that we receive every day the wonderful gifts of peace, beauty, a huge dose of love placed in our hearts to freely share with all, and of creativity. In the small poem above, I was in a state of appreciating the peace but still searching inside and outside for the other three amazing gifts of beauty, love and creativity :)

Imperfect? So be it...

While we are breathing we want to breathe clean air.

If possible we want our air to be perfect

But there are so many impurities in the air.

Sometimes we face haze and high levels of pollution.

Do we stop breathing because of this imperfection? 

While we are loving, we want the people we love to be good

We want all our social contacts including family members 

to be as close to perfect as possible

When we are confronted with their numerous imperfections,

do we stop loving. 

It was Osho, comparing breathing to loving

Loving is a part of our human nature

as essential for our happiness as breathing is for our survival

Our ego gets all too often in the way 

Our ego wants to be superior and inhibits love

Our ego wants to win and show our superiority

while happiness resides in humility

Let us be clear about this in our minds and

be always aware about the huge importance of love

about the huge importance of plainly accepting imperfection

None of us is perfect. We ourselves are imperfect.

Our spouse/partner is imperfect, our parents and siblings are imperfect

Our extended family, our friends, our neighbours, all imperfect

At the same time there is so much good to be found

in each and everyone.

Let us focus on the good things, not let imperfection get in the way of love...

 

Watering plants

There are a few rules for watering plants effectively, like the best time is early in the morning; it is better to give fewer times a lot of water than more frequently small amounts; and a few other tips that are easily available  on the web.

I am not writing this to provide tips for watering plants, but I want to address the simple joy it brings. We cannot water plants without imagining how it will benefit them. And that is such a joy. Even if we do something good for plants, the joy is ours as much as the benefits that go to the plants. 

And that is so if we treat animals right as well. Feeding a stray cat, taking care of a pet. So much happiness hidden in these simple acts. 

But the biggest joy and peace of mind still comes, when we do something nice for our fellow human beings. Random kind acts are so valuable to our peace of mind and happiness that it is difficult to live without them. Whether we are on the receiving or giving end, it always brings joy to both the giver and the receiver of kindness. Let us be fully aware this giant truth for the coming hour, the coming day, the coming week,...

😃

The mountain gone

My soul has no hands and no feet

but it ran over the mountain 

that stood between you and me

It dug a hole in the soil

and planted a fine young tree

 

The roots soaked up all earth

that had made up the mountain

 

Soon the mountain was gone

and a majestic tree 

provided some shadow 

to love forever, you and me

in perfect harmony

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Small poem from the deepest of my heart.

Our soul can move mountains, if only we let it.

Harmony is possible, if we want it hard enough

 

The balloons

I imagined last Monday, straight after waking up

that there was a huge balloon of peace in my room

And guess what! There was a tremendous amount of peace

 

I loved the peace, I wanted it to stay forever, but then 

a frustrating thought from the previous day entered my mind

and like a needle it punctured my balloon of peace

 

        And peace was gone

 

I imagined last Tuesday, straight after waking up

that there was a huge balloon of love in my room

Tender love! There was a tremendous amount of love.

 

I loved the love, I wanted it to stay forever, but then

a thought of anger from the previous day entered my mind

and like a needle it punctured my balloon of love

        And love was gone

I imagined last Wednesday, straight after waking up

that there was a huge balloon of beauty in my room

Fascinating beauty, there was a tremendous amount of beauty

I loved the beauty and wanted it to stay forever, but then

a thought of disappointment from the previous day entered my mind

and like a needle it punctured my balloon of beauty

 

        And the beauty was gone

I imagined last Thursday, yesterday, straight after waking up

that there was a huge balloon of creativity in my room

Amazing creativity, there was a tremendous amount of creativity.

I loved the creativity and wanted it to stay forever, but then

A thought of strife, from the previous day entered my mind

and like a needle it punctured my balloon of creativity

        And creativity was gone

Today is Friday and without having to imagine, I know 

how much peace, how much love, how much beauty, 

how much creativity is surrounding me in the morning.

Needle-like thoughts of frustration, anger, disappointment and strife

will make them disappear like bursting balloons. 

I have decided to not think such thoughts and keep 

the peace, the love, the beauty, the creativity, all,

for a bit longer today, at least until noon. :)

Let us all keep the peace and love of the morning

the beauty and creativity, at least until noon...

 

 

 

Planet of Hope

Is there hope for the world as it is? 

Is there any hope at all?

Is there hope for our children?

Or are we heading for an endless fall?

 

Is there hope that one day,

The world will be nice and kind?

Is there hope that almost all living here,

Will be able to enjoy peace of mind?

 

If all of us get desperate about the future

Because of all negativity we see on TV

There is indeed no hope for the world

Barren and lifeless, soon it may be

But if we keep believing in humanity

If we are ready to make small changes every day

At least in our house or the place where we live,

If we are ready to give a smile to anyone crossing our way

 

If we are ready to stand in awe for all of nature’s beauty

If we are ready to be grateful for all the love and peace

If everyone ‘d perform in the next hour an act randomly kind

Then the world 'll change and provide all with ease

 

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Links to other blogs/sites that may be worth a bit of your time:

 

A look at some beautiful skies: https://hansvro.wixsite.com/mysite-1/skies-seen-by-hans 

Beautiful flowers: https://hansvro.wixsite.com/flowersbyhans

 

Inspirational poetry https://aufiezophypoems.blogspot.com/

Some beautiful inspirational quotes:  https://quotesfromhans.blogspot.com/ 

A fantastic short story: https://afishwithawish.blogspot.com/2020/08/a-fish-with-wish-whole-story.html

Simply some essays about good things: https://abcofvirtues.blogspot.com/

Small prayers for a big world: https://smallprayersforabigworld.blogspot.com/

Death of a parent

I thought of the death of my mother. 

 There are two things that helped me deal with it better: (1) the visit from a friend in the days following her death who explained that our loved ones automatically forgive us things we did or did-not do to/for them. I think the biggest and worst part of grief is the feeling of guilt. I am still grateful for that friend since he made the grief a bit lighter. (2) The fact of being never able to meet her again was gnawing on my inside until during a prayer I became really grateful for having had a such a wonderful mother. Quite suddenly the focus from bitterness of not having her anymore switched to a gratefulness of having had her.
 

There is actually a third thing too: (3) her almost extreme level of care and love, I experience now again and again, are living on in me. Thanks to her love and care, I have been the person I am until today. Love and care for others is what brings us most happiness and I am quite convinced that i manage to pass her love and care also on to others in my circle of influence. I know somewhere inside, that that part of her is definitely not dead and perhaps may never die :)

Contagion

The disease of sour face
has a wonderful medicine:
it is the contagious smile.
Let's give one to many
and sour face disease may fade.

The disease of looking away
has a wonderful remedy:
it is the contagious loving look.
Let us give one to many
and this disease will fade away

And there is one super drug
for still many more diseases:
it is the contagious random kind act.
Let us give one to many
and a healthy society may evolve.

 
 

Care

When I grew up, Christmas time meant family time.

The coziness of cold evenings, spent near the wood fire.

The small but beautiful decorations, put up by my mom.

Now it has become a time of the year of peace and reflection.

My mom is no longer around, my dad neither.

I still value so much the values they taught me:

 

Roots reaching deep 

in my heart and soul 

A seed had been planted 

Mom had planted love and care

The roots reach so deep
'coz she watered the seed
she fed it and let grow
from sapling to majestic tree

The roots are deep and strong.
Getting love and care, for so long
Blossoms, fruits all year round
Seeds to share and lots of bliss

So many thanks my mom

Relatively

When life seems like a drop 

and death seems like an ocean

Then an hour of life seems like a molecule

 

To a molecule, a drop seems like an ocean

 

We are drinking molecule after molecule

and sometimes we forget to taste every bit...

 

Within our life we have many hours,

but sometimes we waste hour after hour with nonsense,

forgetting to build in some beauty, some love, some peace,

some creativity into our days. 

 

Let us become more aware today of the drop that our life really is,

and appreciate every molecule inside the drop that was given to us

:) 😃😃😃😃😃😃😃😃😃😃😃😃😃😃😃😃😃😃:) 

I wish that lots of love, peace, beauty and creativity may adorn your life

 

Letting love flow

You cannot give away what you don't have. 

 

While the above sounds obvious, so obvious that it is almost ridiculous,

there is more to it, than initially meets the eye

If you are not good at giving away love, 

it may well be that there is not much love in your heart

If your heart is filled with contempt

that is what you can give away

If your  heart is filled with hatred and anger

that is what you can give away

If your heart is filled with old grudges, 

that is what you will give away.

While we get a short ego-boost, when we give away contempt,

It hurts our soul, it hurts our good-natured self

While we get a short ego boost expressing anger and contempt,

it hurts our heart, it hurts our body, it hurts our happiness

While we get a short ego boost expressing grudges,

it takes away our own peace of mind

While we have to put our ego a bit aside to give love,

that is what brings us a good feeling, peace of mind and happiness

We were made like that. Contempt, anger, grudges, hatred was useful when we were living in caves

But its usefulness has waned and the creative force in the universe, that many call our God, has given us a constitution, a inherent nature of our inner being,

that we thrive on love, on giving praise, on being nice and kind.

If we manage to push aside contempt, anger and grudges,

and let in the Love of our Creator,

it will become easy to give away love 

If we allow our hearts to be filled with love 

happiness will lurk around every corner, 

every second of the day. 

 

 

For our heart to be ONLY filled with love may seem an utopia,

but we can work towards putting in our heart more love and less contempt.
What is inside, will come out.
If we press an orange, orange juice will come out, nothing else because nothing else is inside

If somebody presses us, stresses us, what will come out? Anger and hatred,

or will we have stored enough love inside our hearts to let love flow no matter what?

(the above was inspired by W Dyer)