Inner Voice


I awoke with a thought
With insight it was fraught
I saw my gifts unfolding
I knew I was in for a scolding

It was the glow of my higher self
Finally, it was off the shelf
It moved in with precision
Ready to honor my decision

It had always been near
But kept at bay by fear
It said, “Have you finally come to your senses?
Will you toil no longer as amanuensis?”

Scribe your own emotions
They are deep as the oceans
The waters run still and deep
There your talents you do keep

I found pen and paper
And embarked on this new caper
On what shall I write—peace, war, or light?
“All of these, my dear. You certainly have the right”

My life took on a new shape
My soul was rich and agape
Inward were subjects galore
My own eternal bookstore

I loaded my inner onomatopoetic
A gesture that felt so sympathetic
Yet neither the volume nor the sound
made my happiness abound

It was the joy of cadence and rhyme
That lifted my vibration in time
I found peace in the word
Even if unheard

For in the end all that mattered
Was that my dreams were not shattered
For I am a writer and a poet
And it doesn’t matter who knows it.

Dierdra L. Tompkins, © 2009

Goddesses Gathered by the Sea


Goddess Light upon the Earth
An energy that’s full of mirth
Here to teach love, heavenly and divine
Not that of the romantic kind.

Love incarnate, simple and true
Whether male or female, this light is you
In the clarity of All That Is
This energy is where creation lives

It spawns life without force
Heralding from Creator’s Source
So find the time and inclination
To be this energy of man’s salvation

Goddess Light is here to stay
Healing hearts along the way
As your world is bathed in this light
All good things will be your right

Goddesses gathered by the sea
Stand united in your destiny
For the energy of this divine gift
Is the promise of the Great Shift

Dierdra L. Tompkins, © 2009

Elven


Elven I said!
Get out of your head!
In days of yore
We knew their lore

Physical features make it clear
See that beautiful pointed ear?
Beings of Light
With tremendous height

Eons ago they graced our fair plane
Evolving till only beauty -- nothing profane
Plants were honored and trees revered
Enter the forest -- you won't be scared

Squirrels, chipmunks, unicorns too
All coexisting, no need for a zoo
The Elven language -- a high vibration
No word for war in their incarnation

Elven children honored as One
A collective of love leaving out none
Elven thought -- a quiet intonation
We are Creator, Light, Truth, Path, and Destination

Dierdra L. Tompkins, © 2009

The Lost Soul

The Lost Soul


The Christmas season is finally here
So many hearts are filled with cheer
Yet, one soul lies battered and broken
Looking, yes searching, for any kind token

The chill in the air
Signals its despair
It walks with head bowed
No stranger allowed

It carries its problems as if they were boulders
The weight of the world rests on its shoulders
It lost its way as it trudged through the night
Finding no shelter, nothing in sight

Off in the distance a violet light shone
It thought for a moment, “Maybe I’m not alone”
It entered the valley, nature pristine
Looking for solace in Gaia’s canteen

Solace was there, that certainly was true
But it was still feeling just a little bit blue
It looked to its left and there on a rise
Awaited a magnificent light-filled surprise

Standing like a beacon shining in the night
Was a luminous apparition, a beam of light
The soul took a chance and let it into its heart
The energy was calming; it felt like a new start

Here the soul found peace and kind care
It knew this was the answer to all its despair
It embraced the light in great jubilation
Now a member of that light aggregation

Who is this soul? you ask with great guile
Is it man, woman, or even a child?
I say to you this and listen closely
It is a shadow and somewhat ghostly

It is everyone and all things
The lost soul in search of its wings

Dierdra L. Tompkins © 2008

The Crystal Garden


As a particle you descended
You thought your light had been up-ended
No one thought to fairly mention
You’d be visiting this third dimension

Your place in the family was unacknowledged
No one knew you were from the angelic college
Nevertheless, here you came with light aglow
Ready to venture into this illusory show

You danced and pranced and looked around
For something you could share with love to abound
You grew and grew and found no venture
To bring you that sense of grand adventure

You ambled and rambled and walked through the brambles
Never satisfied, you saw your life as a shambles
Then one day you tripped on a rock
You were in for a huge, huge shock

There in the rock was a mighty light
It seemed to you it was brighter than bright
“Excuse me,” you said, “I beg your pardon”
I would like to see you in my garden

That so called rock, beaming with joy,
Said, “Listen dear, I’m no toy
I may be rough hewn and coarse
But beware, for I am of Creator Source

I have broken off from a mineral’s distal
Now I’m known as a mighty crystal”
That little particle, eternal was her name
Found her life took on a grander frame

She knew her venture no longer needed pardon
For now she was the keeper of the Crystal Garden

Dierdra L. Tompkins, © 2006

Ubiquitous Love


I’m in love

I’m in it morning, noon and night
I’m in it when I walk, run or take flight,
I'm in it

I’m in it when I pine
I’m in it rain, snow and sunshine
I’m in it

I’m in it in a hurricane, tornado or tsunami
I’m in it when I'm eating hot pastrami
I'm in it

I’m in it when I look at the sky
I’m in it with every blink of an eye
I’m in it

I’m in it with every fiber of my knowing
I’m in it when my temper’s showing
I'm in it

I’m in it every moment of every day
I’m in it in every way
I’m in it

I’m in it when there’s joy
I’m in it when I see a little girl or boy
I'm in it


I’m in it when there’s sorrow
I’m in it come tomorrow
I’m in it

I’m in it when there’s fear
I’m in it as I shed a tear
I'm in it

I’m in it when I feed the cat
I’m in it when I’m feeling fat
I’m in it

I’m in it when I feel sad,
I’m in it when I’m glad, even bad
I'm in it

I’m in it when I fall from grace
I’m in it when I lose face
I’m in it.

I’m in it when life seems iniquitous
Because the force of love is ubiquitous
I'm in it

Dierdra L. Tompkins, © 2008

Gaia


I climbed to the mountaintop and stood upon the crest
There I saw Mother Nature from north east south and west
I gazed upon the Earth below and shuddered at the pulchritude
I thought that I would stand there forever basking in my solitude

Yet, Mother called to me and bade me look below
Much to my surprise I saw mounds and mounds of snow
Off I flew from the mountaintop leaving my magnificent aerie
Landing in the icy beauty, softly like a fairy

Surrounded by sparkling bushes and crystal-clad trees
Such resplendent beauty sent me to my knees
I closed my eyes and said a prayer to honor Mother’s glory
“Pray later,” said she, “Open your eyes. There’s more to this story.”

I gazed about, and much to my surprise
Before me stood a purple tree.  I was awed by its size
I heard the tree speak to me with lofty and great wisdom
I knew that I could find my way if I just listened with precision

I heard the movement of mighty wings high in the blue abyss
I looked on high, following the sound, my heart filled with bliss
Standing with mouth agape, I spied a golden eagle
A tear ran down my cheek at the sight of one so regal

“There’s more, Sweet,” Mother said. “There’s still the final chapter.
The ultimate experience awaits your augured rapture.”
I came to the edge of the forest and exited through an easement
I felt the passion rising. I foresaw another appeasement

Mother placed me before the ocean, limitless in its fortitude
Its expanse loomed before me. I marveled at its amplitude
I vowed to the heavens above,
I would breathe, sleep and speak only love

For I wanted to take my vibration higher
To match that of my Mother, Gaia


Dierdra L. Tompkins © 2007