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The fish’s mouth
In the fish's mouth
We are told to look
For money that we need;
Is this old saying
Just to put in our minds
The expectancy of good;
Everywhere?
Is it not the natural thing
To give man what he needs
And put it somewhere interesting
Just to demonstrate his trust.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
Who I am
I prayed to be lifted
Out of a situation;
Now, it is happening,
I cherish every moment;
And am thankful,
For years of serving the public,
Has made me more aware
Of who I am.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
Establish that relationship
If it seems times get tough
I revert back to the basics,
And know the reality of being;
What else is there?
I pray and I know already
That my prayers are being heard,
Because my relationship
With God, divine Love,
Is already established.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
Spirit moves me
The world wants to know
What I am going to do;
I tell them I live only today.
That is what one does
In the proverbial kingdom,
I can feel the touch of Love,
Life is rewarding;
And Spirit moves me.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
Am I dreaming?
My poetry files are getting large
As my thoughts just keep on streaming
I’m not sure what to do with it all,
It’s almost as if I’m dreaming.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
No thing one cannot do
When one knows that God is All
Instead of just saying it,
Or reading about it:
When one truly knows
That God is All, everything;
Then, there is no thing
That person cannot do.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
Seek healing
When healing is expected,
It may be required due to
Wrong thought manifest
Or some wrong thought which perchance
Progresses into something ungood,
And looks like fear manifest,
But, it has no real existence,
Since it is not made of God.
All such erroneous thoughts
If they happen to manifest,
May be corrected; and they will be.
This is necessary in order to demonstrate
The real truth of being; that is:
That we are all made in the image
And the likeness of God,
Who is Love and Principle itself.
As such, we are each perfect in every way:
And this truth is universal;
Which provides nourishment to the poor,
Answers for the truth seekers;
And healing for all those
Who previously thought
They were not well.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
Who you are
I'm unimpressed with
Material wealth and things
Because I know that spiritual things
Are far greater than physical ones;
And no matter what you have,
It is who you are that really counts.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
Healing
Thoughts which need correcting
May be manifest in ugliness;
But do not believe the so-called
Material picture,
Remember and know that
Divine Love guides mankind;
And leads those who are ready
To a place where they may hear
And healing takes place.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
Let Truth heal
There is nothing to stand
In the way of Truth
Nothing to impede healing;
Know the entire process
Will be and is, complete.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
The universal power
We think, like Dylan,
We’re on the eve of destruction
When everything changes,
And unbeknownst to us,
Things work out better,
As we open our minds
To the universal power
Of Love.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
I’m too deep?
They say I'm too deep
But, hey: I’m still here;
And I know what I know
There’s nothing to fear;
I hope that the people
Who have no belief,
When physical means fail them,
That they get their relief;
And they come to know
The spiritual world reigns;
It’s Love and Truth that are real,
And we are more than our brains.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
My prayer for anger
In managing so-called anger
I say everyone should learn
How to express and manage
Their emotions;
And how to deal with people.
I would have everyone experiencing
Only happy emotions;
I would have everyone safe,
Sound; enjoying the peace of the day;
I would have all mankind
Dealing with whatever comes in life
In the kindest way possible:
I would have all the so-called
Angry people
Looking at themselves,
And I would have them
Realizing that they are all made
In the image and likeness of God,
And I would have them
Not reacting angrily
To those around them,
But instead,
I would have them all
Responding, with Love.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
Gone by the wayside
There is a cure for everything
Even so-called stupidity;
Oh! How I wish that people
Would work at living
Their best lives,
And I pray that they would
Think;
Not only before they act,
But most of the time,
Except when they are sleeping
Like the thinkers amongst us.
Oh! How I long for the day
When stupidity has gone by the wayside,
Along with all of its perpetrators.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
Concentration
Thoughts being vibrations,
It follows that to concentrate
Serves to increase their rhythm
And brings things to fruition
At a much quicker pace
Than otherwise
Might have happened;
And all that good concentrating
Will oust any other thoughts;
You know,
Those with weaker vibrations;
Until they are gone altogether;
As the most powerful vibrations
Take total control
Of the creative process.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
Never-ending supply
The old saying: "Start weaving
And God will furnish the skein"
Depicts just how we should all trust
When we go out into the world;
Because the truth is,
That God does furnish
Everything we need.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
Believe what you believe
Believe what you believe
Do not just wait to see;
For believing is trusting,
And no harm can come from this;
You need to formulate your thoughts,
Decide what you wish to believe,
And, along the path of life,
If you are open minded,
You may find there are differing beliefs,
Some of which are more advanced,
Pure, innocent,
Almost too good to be true,
And you may wish to cling
To your own, old beliefs,
Or you may just as easily choose
To alter or change yours,
It is said we must outgrow the old,
And put on the new:
My friend, just know there is a path
Which is meant exactly for you.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
Thoughts have power
If you think
What you think today
Has no affect;
Look at your own life,
Remember what you thought,
You will soon see that
You have brought it all
Into your experience.
This is freedom of choice:
Think what you want.
Truth rocks on
I insist on integrity
And will accept no less.
I had long been fooled,
And was saved by Truth;
I found honesty is utmost;
As Truth rocks on.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
The best for you
The illusion is like a dream,
Only you are awake.
Listen to your mind,
Your inner soul,
What is it telling you
That you should do?
If you know,
Then you must do that
Without hesitation;
Divine guidance
May be easy to hear
And difficult to follow;
But just know that
It will always be
The right thing to do,
And show you
The very best course
For you.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
Toronto
I was born and raised
In this town,
That was back when they
Delivered milk and mail;
Sometimes, twice daily;
Oh, the good old days;
Before voice mail,
When people had time.
TO held such excitement
With music and big band clubs,
Parks and green space.
You could even drink the water
From the lake: it was so pure;
That was way back,
When Toronto was referred to
As "Toronto the good".
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
War
What good is saving property
Only to lose lives?
No profit can come from killing
Oh! When will they learn
That Love is the answer?
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
Ponder the universe
I've never been lonely, or bored;
I can always find something to do
Or something to lend my thought to;
As for being alone, I relish the hours
When I can sit and ponder
The universe.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
Rain
Rain falls on my face
Whenever I look upwards;
Rain sprinkles onto my head
As I run out to get in my car;
Rain is there, day and night,
Rain is really and truly a delight.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
Relax
The skies are grey
Another day;
But my heart is light,
This shadowy twilight;
My love is here
Right beside me, tight,
And we’re going to relax,
On this soft summery night.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
I’ve played Doral
I'm an athlete
(Though I may not play much),
I still feel like an athlete,
I know that felt sense of a perfect shot;
I played golf as a youth,
And I still do, in my mind;
I have played some of the best courses;
And have rather enjoyed every round.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
Safety
I feel safe
In God’s Plan,
I feel safe knowing
I am in His orbit,
And wherever it is
I ought to be,
That is exactly
Where I intend to be.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
Someone to love
I can see the sweet joy of a child
In his eyes,
I can feel his warmth and love.
My grandson fulfills me,
This little man is sent from above,
Someone to teach, someone to love.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
Ever so trusting
My life has changed
In many ways so far,
But I adore changes:
They embellish character,
For I never know
What is ahead,
I just know Who knows,
I live minute by minute;
Day by day;
Ever so trusting.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
God’s love
Nothing can separate us
From the love of God,
It sustains us,
Moving us to raise up our thoughts
To realize we are here on Earth
To meet one another’s needs;
And express God’s love.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
Every land and every space
Like the sun is a huge ball of fire,
God is an humungous ball of Love,
And little ones can understand
That God really is everywhere,
In every land and every space;
Remember, my friend,
There is nothing that a great
Humungous ball of Love
Cannot do.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
Love
Once word gets out
Writings speak for themselves,
May you spot the hyperboles
Before you are taken,
Dear reader,
And may antonyms for Love
Fill your soul,
As you should know by now
Love is the light of Life.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
Silent Knowing
A dear friend told me today
About silent knowing,
And I realize it is one thing
That I need to do more;
Another old friend told me,
You cannot teach a stranger
About rock and roll
Although I’ve silently known this
For a long long time.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
Tomorrow is hope
I love tomorrow
I can think of many things
To do then,
Things to make or create,
As in sewing;
Guitar tunes to learn
Oh! tomorrow is such a fine day:
Everything happens then
Or it’s going to:
And, God willing,
All decided by me.
Tomorrow always seems
A tad better than today;
You know, just a little out of reach,
Tomorrow is really the heart of today;
It should be celebrated
For what it really is:
Tomorrow is hope.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
A thought dream
This entire physical existence
Is but an illusion,
Sometimes elaborate, or not:
It’s like a very long slow dream,
As we make of it what we may;
All according to our own thoughts.
© C.A. Warman Dickinson
I thank you for reading my words and works and thoughts today. Enjoy the bounty of this day and be grateful for every good thing that comes your way. Peace.
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