spiritwalker Poetry (62)

The road to recovery

As I looked into the eyes of my son today
I could see that he was in agony, pain and despair
He was loosing control of his mind and his soul
Drowning in Depression, loneliness, and fear

The demons had raised their ugly heads
In search of another victim
Their mission is to crush and destroy
So now the battle of the minds begin

I embrace you my son, with my love
Along with inner strength
As you travel on this next journey in life
Reach out to your higher power
Embrace with love all that has been offer

Believe in your self, Love your self for it is in loving
Yourself that will enable you to love other
Always believe in your higher power
Seek what you are looking for

Stand tall in the presence of fear
I wish you a full recovery
In addition, remember my son
Nothing in life is ever easy

Face the challenges of each day head on
Never look back
Live life One Day at a Time

Written by Your Mother
Dorothy Calvert

To all the Poets out There

Dark clouds form
Severe winds storms trees uprooted
Homes ripped a part by the severe blows
Rains forcing the river‘s to over flow
Destruction for all in its path
Is it Gods way of telling us?
That all we take for granted in life
Can be taken away by his command
And the wave of his hand
Why does so much evil lurk with in our mist?
God gave us the gift of life along with all we need
To nurture our body’s and our souls
Yet so many carry so much greed and hate
With Wars, Hate, Corruption
Drugs dealers taking over and
Destroying so many lives
Are we a lost generation of people
Remember Gods words
Love one another as I have loved you
As poets we have the power
Of the pen we hold in our hands
Make good use of it
Who better to spread the word of love and peace?
Than a poet
God Bless you one and all

Written by
Dorothy Calvert
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The broken Wing

Love comes from deep within
The soul that never rests
Forbidden love a stolen kiss
Moments shared in time
The deep desire for passion love
Hearts that show no shame
A Lonely heart will weep no more
For the Broken wing, shattered dream
Within the hourglass

Written by
Dorothy Calvert

The Dawn of Day

Come my love and stand beside me
While I watch the dawn of day
The sun will rise beyond the hilltop
Bringing forth another day
The love we shared has made me stronger
Stronger for what lye ahead
I felt your pain I knew your sorrow
But only God could ease your pain
He’s taken home the very best
He’ll give you now eternal rest
You’ll walk with in the meadows green
Through the fields where flowers grow
By the streams of rippling water
Where the gentle breezes blow
Than come my love and stand beside me
While I watch the dawn of day


Written By
Dorothy Elaine Calvert
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A Glimpse in the Mirror

As I gaze into the eyes of the person in the mirror
Eyes that once sparkled are now shadowed with tears
Within the body lies a heart that is broken and frail
A slight flicker a glimpse from a distance light
The heart that used to beat to distance drums
Soon shall be silenced as the flame of life dies out

Temptation of life

Like the empty hourglass that sits on the stand
Yesterdays gone like the sifting of the sand
And the heart beats of infinity the circle of life
And memories that echo from with in our soul
And the voices of the ancient times
Whisper with in the winds that blow
Repeating its self through the mist of our life
Golden dreams with in the temptations of life

Written
BY
Dorothy Elaine Calvert
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MY Friend JESUS

Jesus is my friend he walks with me in life
He takes my hand and guides me
Through the darkness into light
Never does forsake me and always by my side
He’s my one and only friend he’s never in disguise

I know I’d love to meet him this very special friend
For he gave me love and taught me he made me who I am
He taught me how to love and pray and to give it all away
When the days are dark and dreary
And the nights are long and cold
I call upon my Jesus he answers all my prayers

Written By
Dorothy Elaine Calvert
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WISDOM - BEAVER
The building of a community is entirely dependent on gifts given to each member by the creator and how these gifts are used. The Beaver's example of using his sharp teeth for cutting trees and branches to build his dams and lodges expresses this teaching. If he did not use his teeth, the teeth would continue to grow until they became useless, ultimately making it impossible for him to sustain himself. The same can be said for human beings. One's spirit will grow weak if it is not fulfilling its use. When used properly however, these gifts contribute to the development of a peaceful and healthy community.

TRUTH - TURTLE
To know truth is to know and understand all of the original laws as given by the Creator- and to remain faithful to them. It is said that in the beginning, when the Creator made man and gave him the seven sacred laws, the Grandmother Turtle was present to ensure that the laws would never be lost or forgotten. On the back of a Turtle are the 13 moon, each representing the truth of one cycle of the Earth's rotations around the sun. The 28 markings on her back represent the cycle of the moon an of a woman's body. The shell of the Turtle represents the body real events as created by the Higher Power, and serves as a reminder of the Creator's will and teachings.

TRUTH - TURTLE
To know truth is to know and understand all of the original laws as given by the Creator- and to remain faithful to them. It is said that in the beginning, when the Creator made man and gave him the seven sacred laws, the Grandmother Turtle was present to ensure that the laws would never be lost or forgotten. On the back of a Turtle are the 13 moon, each representing the truth of one cycle of the Earth's rotations around the sun. The 28 markings on her back represent the cycle of the moon an of a woman's body. The shell of the Turtle represents the body real events as created by the Higher Power, and serves as a reminder of the Creator's will and teachings.

HONESTY - SABE
Long ago, there was a giant called Kitch-Sabe. Kitch-sabe walked among the people to remind them to be honest to the laws of the creator and honest to each other. The highest honour that could be bestowed upon an individual was the saying "There walks an honest man. He can be trusted." To be truly honest was to keep the promises one made to the Creator, to others and to oneself. The Elders would say, "Never try to be someone else; live true to your spirit, be honest to yourself and accept who you are the way the Creator made you."

Grama what kind am I

My little grandson went out to play some friends he went to find
Very soon was back again with tears that filled his eyes
When I asked him what was wrong my gramdson he did reply
They say my kind can’t play with them
Grama What kind am I?

My heart was really breaking for my little grandson that day
I wrapped my arms around him and wiped his tears away
I thought how cruel the world could be to someone oh so small
Just because his colour was different from them all

You ask me Matthew what kind are you Ill tell you what I see
I see a little boy who looks a lot like me
Whose smile is like the sunshine and brightens up my day
Whose heart is full of laughter and loves to run and play?

You are a Métis Metthew some day you’ll be a man
Hold you head up high stand tall and proud with pride
Stand tall and proud my native grandson and never run away
Stand tall and proud like the mighty oak
Stand tall and proud with pride

Written by
Dorothy Elaine Calvert
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