Flight of the Spirit


Compelled as we are
by the need for control
we surreptitiously strive
to hold the Spirit in our hands
when clearly it is the Spirit
that holds us
so we might fly with her
to uncharted heights.

© 2015 Dennis Ference



If I do not honor
my connectedness
to all that is,
an ever-changing,
creative energy,
I may become, one day,
a dried-out branch, inflexible
and completely vulnerable
to the whims and wiles
of unpredictable winds.

© 2015 Dennis Ference

For the Fearful


I know fellow travelers
who are addicted
to feeding their fears,
who have forgotten
how to live in the here
and now, whose worries
and anxieties, existing
only in their minds, present
scenarios more tortured
than real life would allow,
whose bleeding inside
never stops its flow.
Make no mistake, friend,
they are suffocating,
suffering unto death,
and are desperate for a love
without expectations or demands.
Let those who are able,
be that love.

© 2015 Dennis Ference

Hole in the Heart


The belief that we exist merely
as a distinct, separate self
burns a lonely hole in the heart,
oozing out but sparingly the love given
for sharing fully and joyously
in the healing of the All.

© 2015 Dennis Ference