Ghosts of the Past

    While the world beats savage around me,

    I stay at arm's length. 

    There is a sea of love running through my

    veins

    and you are my shore,

    I never felt like I belonged here before,

    learning quickly there was more to reject

    than accept,

    reinventing myself again and again. 

    Choosing my own colours in the darkness   

    of life,

    elements of youth mixed like a raw   

    cocktail.

   John P Hindle

    Infinity

    Charged by cosmic light,

    nature's stirring emotion casts its spell,

    creating darkness and light.

    Grounding force on earth's sphere,

    creating stability and inward grown,

    peace is with our world.

    Love personified in silence,

    meditation on harmony,

    breaking the mould of ego.

   John P Hindle

    Alone

    I am left again in solitude

    to collect my thoughts

    and hear the pattern of peace

    running through me

    without another person

    there is a spirit inside me

    a reflection of heaven

    against the ripples of tide

    in the sea of humanity

    golden embers break the horizon

    warming the footsteps of a silhouette

    out of darkness..

   John P Hindle

    Coma

    I return to nothingness

    an extension of my reality

    embracing the spirit

    and closer to self

    enlightenment in the inner world

    everything could be of great  consequence.

    I was in the heart of human beings

    my own island of liberty

    the hopes and prayers for a young boy

    a time of immeasurable struggle

    unable to communicate

    in a secret world connecting to belief

    holding onto the core of the earth

    without drama God spoke.

   John P Hindle

    Liberation

    In the dark

    a pulse like a lighthouse

    reaches over turbulent water

    breathing hope in adversity.

    Aligning to freedom

    like a heart beats for love

    a common currency

    on the path to harmony.

    Engaged in this universe

    discovery is ours

    elevating spirit and soul

    united and strengthening

    my belief in the world. 

   John P Hindle

    Rise

    I walk by the tracks to the shore,

    footsteps follow the wind,

    fall gently in darkness,

    does the wind sigh like a lost soul?

    the stars align a path,

    their light penetrates through my deep

    loneliness,

    with every breath my heart fragments,

    I become pure light like a shaman,

    a primitive form of magic,

    cocooned and revealing movement,

    my spirit connects to intuition,

    I look inward.

   John P Hindle

     Light

     He can't bring her inside,

     but she still holds a pendant of hope.

     A picture in a locket,

     the rock star yearnings of a young boy,

     school book still open,

     standing ready for the ball,

     he holds on from a window in a dark

     room,

     reaching out to her,

     forcing the door,

     detached but just a grip away,

     music is the only thing underneath his

     skin,

     drumbeats break him out of silence,

     spotlights on a ventilator,

     holding each reflection before it splinters,

     let's roll the dice, see what he gets,

     candles lit at Mass,

     rocking between life and death Our Lady,

     at Ladyewell shrine love taken from the

     divine.

   John P Hindle

    Within

    Remember what peace we can

    foster within these walls

    away from the drum beat

    of the mind

    leave your ego behind

    there's harmony to find

    the freedom of the sea

    and personal island of liberty

    connecting to light

    the space of universal self

    where heart guides

    find your peace

    your very own truth and privilege

    always be open and life

    will never be darkened. 

   John P Hindle

    Reflection

    Remember as a child,

    when you put your ear to a shell

    and could hear the ocean,

    open to the universe.

    Water running into sand,

    collecting pebbles,

    carrying the gentle waves

    in the hands of time.

    Those trips to the seaside,

    the escape from town,

    that community spirit,

    everything in a collective breath.

    Sand, sea and sky

    as far as the eye can see,

    narrow ridges and sharp peaks,

    Cumbrian mountains in atmospheric sky.

   John P Hindle

    Surge

    I close my eyes and meditate on words,

    trying to get out of this world,

    held back by walls,

    I look into my stream of thoughts

    and breathe for peace anchoring

    connection,

    colours change in the pallet,

    open space waits in gentle love and     

    kindness,

    growth flows like an explosion from

    the core,

    streaming into a cascade of earthly

    shades

    like a magnet penetrating energy,

    reaching and driving into progress,

    currents edge towards the source,

    enriching the passage in a surge of

    light.

   John P Hindle

    Fusion

    Lights project in the pallet

    shadows captivate depths

    morphing into perspective

    of dimension and scale

    fused in the echo of colour

    polarizing the atmosphere

    obscuring existence within creation

    vision in shadows

    twisted in hues and tones

    all forms escape into the cosmos

    in the ecliptic path of the sun

    a breath for life. 

   John P Hindle