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UPDATE: SEPT 2, 2014
Book Baby.com epublished a second book of my poems. It's a compilation of three of my small poetry books. I call it: "3 Poetry Books in 1" and its a collection of poems from the 3 poetry books entitled: Crysalis, In Every Heartbeat and We Are the Nectar. It's up on Barnes & Noble now. Take a peak. Here's the link: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/s/ynez-fernandez-reyes?store=allproducts&keyword=ynez+fernandez-reyes UPDATE: Feb 14, 2114 I've just update
all the poems and audio files in this book of poems and watercolors. The audio files are to the left and above each
poem.
"ARIZONA WATERFALL I"
Tucson, Arizona c 1989 yfr In Every Heartbeat, Introduction "IN EVERY HEARTBEAT" A feeling stays and never ends. In every leaf, of every tree, By every cough of bumble bees... With every rustle of the breeze That frees the fragrance blossoms bore, ....All beings receive it. From crocodile's tears or froggie's
song, The lovely thought we hope to give, ....is felt by all. Affected
by each other's rhythms...good or ill; Affect our environment together. You
know... They say...thoughts can kill. For hearts, In every living being, beating Engrave, in undulating waves, instill..... The content of each heart repeating, What the silent mind has willed. How we spin our dreams... For tides go out. We watch them go..... But surely they come back again, Returning to us, what our heart has sown. "BELIEVE IN LOVE" You don't need love.... You are love. Believe in love. Love knows the way. Giving or receiving, Love heals every wound. Is loving not
enough...to fill, The empty sadness of your heart? .....and save this
day!? Love, given for Love's Sake alone Lifts
every burden thru your tears. Though unreturned, one fears... love futile, Yet, it is the caring for one another that proves the meaning... Love as you would be loved.... Share yourself to understand. One
can learn to be a friend. If one can listen and extend a hand... One
finds the way. Love is it's own reward; It
restores us in a way The world can't see or touch. Love is not
learned from books It is the heart....that teaches much. Love waits for you. Love knows your name. It wants to share with you the same; It wants to give a chance...so we Can feel the blessed empathy, That makes the Truth complete. "ONE GIVES ONE'S LOVE..." On Love's free wings..... Just like a child, within.... A fountain sings. The overflow relieves the sting Of empty arms that need to bring The gift that never takes away,
just gives, And with all tenderness, forgives... For love is all we are and need to be...to live. The force that can't receive? The ripened fruit still waits
to fall.... How does one find the will to live, When for love, one, has lost it all? To a world of humans....who care not to walk The simple road
within; Who in the absence of real understanding, Fabricate disaster and ill will. Technology can replace a human
heart And one can live... But what
of friendship....and caring. Can one feel that deeply still?.... With
an hour of grace...!? For a brief moment our parents Loved...each other....and we... Were conceived and born. Whatever else is true, one fact remains.... It's love, and
love alone.... Love! is our Name! "IF YOU LET ME" The Truth I have found. I alone am responsible, For how I respond! No one shames one except One's own heart....If we pay for another, We will never be faulted. For the sum of our harvest Is the life we've exalted... and lived! Not a careless mistake of Nature.... We, each one, are significant. You and I and the Earth are one; Arriving together we are always loved. We belong to each other, we just need to face up That we care more
deeply, than words can express. Restore
the heart, and bare your breast If we count on each other, and God..... We could continue to be blessed. (SMILE)
FERNDELL, GRIFFTH PARK
Los Angeles, California c 1990 yfr "SOLSTICE DREAMING
AT HANAMANU" On this Solstice I may seek to gaze,
Even if by myself... Where mountain's shadow clings to sky, And
lapping waters, kissing stones,
Echo my own sighs. Sky smiles, warmly, sighing heavily Into
myriad stars..... Reflecting ancient memories, That for so long,
I've tried to keep in jars. And Guardians,
knowing all my secrets, Pains and joys untold...Gather all the "mes" Like falling leaves beside the twirling worlds. The Blue Water Planet is singing, Her whales, Her birds, insects and trees.... Calling us to join Her, in her tender rhapsody,
Her Song of Life. Her melody is for a simple heart, A heart filled with true caring.... Whose every thought becomes a breath, And every breath a whisper clear,
in innocent belief that.... Life is fair and cares... for all.
Neither fair nor unfair... Life calls us to create a life of caring. Allows
us a chance to learn the art of sharing. Expects not only giving...but forgiving If we are to earn our place in Heaven. They show me glorious
turquoise sunsets Woven from the whispering of the Holy Names.... Revive
in me forgotten understanding, Of who I Am, of of a Truth, That in
changing, does not change. Now returning from the burning cold, Holding my vision clear..... Knowing in the Eternal Now, We
must decide with every breath... If the Nature we're creating... Gives
rise to life, or falls... Into self ruin and death. A life to vain for simple caring, Has it's destiny ordained.... For Time is like a circle sweeping, Bringing every life the due it's lost ....or gained, following
close The breadth of every heart... The heavy sighing of the branches, Laden with their summer leaves.... Brings me back so ever gently On
the sweetly blossomed breeze I feel the Peace within the song of trees. "WHO AMONG US?"
Who among us can truly say That they
deserve this life. Who has earned the place in space... Who can even
see, the Lover's Face, By Whose Passionate Artistic Grace We wake...and
learn to find our way. We live to learn. We fall
to walk We laugh to cry So absurd to be...alive. We sleep then we wake Get lost but are found Pass river and
mountain But always return.... and never have we earned... Nor can deserve The generous blessing... Time derived and
so precious... The oh, so original soul, In each person, invested. "I AM MORE THAN I DREAMED" I am the very Self I longed to know; The "me" I reached for
in the throes Of a blizzard so miserable....for
Salvation. But there was, finally... No where to hide... No where to catch... My Breath.... Feeling
my way in the moonless night... Afraid to let the flower of Faith grow wildly... Afraid to embrace the fragrant bud unfolding... But I know now... Where clouds intercourse with
lichen. I was clinging In the fierce winds, buried by snow. I thought,...I had lost this individual... Even than I remembered.... I was reaching for the Golden Orb again I was chanting the Ancient Names.... Of my Succoring Benefactor.... I was sheltering my fantasy
The secret of my being. But I am more than I dreamed of being.... I see myself in bird and tree.... In man and child...and even feel.... When you move away from me.... But we are more.....than Humanity. This Self we know, we've known so long. 'Tis no surprise we
come together now Understanding knows no time, Beyond molecule and atom we have come Beyond this reality we were spawned Precipitated by Love into this form Yet come and go as breezes flow.... We are more, than we ever
"ARIZONA WATERFALL II" Tucson,
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