MJ Reflections: Silence Speaks

Friday, September 24, 2010

Silence Speaks

Been workin’ overtime
Deadlines, paperwork, keeping it all straight
No time for dreaming or saving the world
No time for inspiration, it just has to wait

The necessities of life keep calling my name
Have to stay focused on the task at hand
Others are counting on me to get it right
Hold it together until the work is done

Inner child, my beautiful dreamer
The one who loves to sing and dance
She believes in magic and moonbeams
But she can’t see the light from where she waits
The magical words cannot be heard
Held hostage somewhere deep within
Or suspended above just out of reach
Restrained from gliding past her lips
Withheld from flowing through pen onto paper

Creativity, that tenacious child tugging on my sleeve
Longs for expression, needs to be heard
She’s tired of the dark where she’s been hiding
She wants to come out and play
Stay in the light and share her joy
Live her life fully every single day

No time to say “good mornin’, I love you”
Touch base at the core and let you in
Speak to me, tell me what I need to hear
Your love is constant, I know it’s real
Help me feel it through the din

That still small voice inside
Has been silenced once again
Too busy to listen
Too tired to be aware
But I know you are there
So I speak to you briefly from my heart
Tears stream from my eyes
For this momentary glimpse
A touch from you in the dark

Reminding me once again
"Your speech, more beautiful and dense
Expresses with the silence its sense"
So this silence is golden
It speaks to me of your love
Your messages held within
I must be still and pray
Allow the silence to have its way

Before I express what’s laying on my heart
"It’s got to sound good to me inside
So I just think about it"
Let it simmer and leave the door open wide
For your voice to enter
And give me the words I long to write

As I drive along in silence
I hear your voice in song…
"Someone put your hand out
Beggin’ for your love
All I do is hand out
A heart that needs your love"

Then, as if on cue…
A car pulls in front of me
and the license plate reads
URMYLV

09/22/10
Copyright © 2010 by Charlene Burgess

6 comments:

AnonymousSeptember 24, 2010 at 5:20 PM
Yes, I understand this feeling so very well. There are times when our writing has to take a back seat to our lives. Fortunately, it waits for us ... sometimes just long enough to yell from that back seat "Are we there, yet?" As long as we don't silence the voice of that inner child forever, she is still waiting for us to find the time and the inspiration to get back into it.

Charlene, I so wish I could help! It's Friday! Take a deep breath! It's Michael-time (I know that's supposed to be Miller time, but we all have our own little addictions, don't we?)
Jan
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CharSeptember 24, 2010 at 5:43 PM
Jan,
Thank you my friend! Yes, it's Friday. So what are you doin' leaving me a comment here on a Friday night? Of course...I know...it's Michael time!! (I'd rather have this little addiction than Miller any day!)
Just so you know, you help by understanding, by being here, by staying connected. It means the world! Wish we could meet up and have some serious MJ girlfriend time - now THAT would be a great way to spend a Friday night!
Love you,
~ Charlene :)
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AnonymousSeptember 25, 2010 at 2:33 PM
Yeah, that would be cool, wouldn't it! Oh, well, we'll just have to make due with cyberspace when time permits!
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MadoSeptember 30, 2010 at 4:10 AM
Dear Charlene, English is not my native tongue and this creates problems when I want to express deeper feelings..I loved your poem..it reprsents me as well.
Love you! Love MJ forever..
Mado
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CharSeptember 30, 2010 at 10:50 PM
Dear Mado,
I am so excited to see you found a way to post a comment here! It means a great deal to me that you kept trying and now, here you are!! Yes!! And, BTW, I think you express yourself beautifully. I'm glad you love the poem. ;~)
I Love You MORE!
~ Charlene ~
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FroggyApril 22, 2011 at 7:06 PM
Char,
You understand this place so well . . . and I am there right now. Must find a way to be OK, and just let it be. It comforts me to know that you have been there too. I just love that pic of the little girl. She is quite magical. I am pulled deeper into the silence now, it's time to let go.
I love you Char, xoxo, Froggy
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Welcome to MJ Reflections!

Thank you for taking the time to visit and read some of my reflections and poems. This site is inspired by the life and spirit of Michael Jackson and is dedicated to his loving memory.

My hope is that you will find a little bit of inspiration in these pages, an extra boost of light for the journey. A journey many of us have been blessed to find ourselves on because of this one amazing human being who shared his heart and soul and genius with us for 50 years.

Following his death in the summer of 2009 I felt compelled, as many of you have, to learn more about Michael, the man, the child prodigy, the musical genius who provided the soundtrack to nearly every decade of our lives, the mysterious 'recluse' about whom much had been written by the media, the magnetic and electrifying entertainer who drew millions to his concerts all around the world, the iconic superstar who could not be seen in public without creating mass frenzy, and most of all, the global humanitarian who gave selflessly from all that he had been given in order to make a difference in the world.

What I have discovered on this God-directed path has had a profound effect on me personally and spiritually. It has changed my life forever. The Gift I have received is the awareness of Michael's brilliance, the immense light which radiated from deep within and was the essence of who he was. His brilliance cast a glaring spotlight on all the darkness in this world, opening our eyes to the realities of the injustice and suffering happening all around us - things we turned a blind eye to because we believed they had nothing to do with us. I whole-heartedly believe that Michael's purpose for being here was to show us the stark and ugly reality of our own indifference as a human race.

God's messages of love, peace, unity, justice, and caring for our planet and the children, were all intended to garner the attention of as many of us as possible through this most unexpected and unconventional spiritual messenger named Michael Joseph Jackson. When you think about it, what better way than through the universal language of music, a medium that would reach millions of young people all around the world? After 4 decades of entertaining us, Michael's messages have reached multiple generations, including a new generation of "fans" since his death. When God decides to send a powerful message, our Creator doesn't mess around! And this one took 50 years to gestate... God also has infinite patience!

The sheer number of people whose hearts and lives have been affected by Michael Jackson's presence on this earth is astounding and will undoubtedly never be matched. What a tremendous difference he made! Those of us who have received this precious Gift must carry his messages of love and peace always. It's the only way to effect the change that is so urgently needed. It's up to us. The Gift must be shared!

Sometimes, for me, the responsibility that goes with receiving this Gift feels so huge and daunting. I get a little shaky and wonder if I can really do all that I've been called to do. From what I've heard, many others have felt the same way at times. This is why we must support each other with our love and light - do everything we can to lift up and encourage one another on this journey.

We each have our own gifts which we bring to this mission - gifts that have been awakened or newly discovered since Michael's passing. Many of us have been called to use these gifts to share the message and inspire others. That, my friends, is what this blog is all about. If you are touched by any of my writings or if you have a reflection of your own to share, I invite you to leave a comment, share the blog with your friends, and say a prayer that others may also be inspired by the words that are written here. I welcome any and all comments that are given in the spirit of love and respect.

May God bless you on your path to making a difference in this world!

With LOVE and HOPE for a better tomorrow,

~ Charlene ~

Magical Child

Once there was a child and he was free
Deep inside, he felt the laughter
The mirth and play of nature's glee
He was not troubled by thoughts of hereafter
Beauty, love was all he'd see

He knew his power was the power of God
He was so sure, they considered him odd
This power of innocence, of compassion, of light
Threatened the priests and created a fright
In endless ways they sought to dismantle
This mysterious force which they could not handle

In endless ways they tried to destroy
His simple trust, his boundless joy
His invincible armor was a shield of bliss
Nothing could touch it, no venom, no hiss

The child remained in a state of grace
He wasn't confined in time or place
In technicolor dreams, he frolicked and played
While acting his part, in Eternity he stayed

Soothsayers came and fortunes were told
Some were vehement, others were bold
In denouncing this child, this perplexing creature
With the rest of the world he shared no feature
Is he real? He is so strange
His unpredictable nature knows no range
He puzzles us so, is he straight?
What's his destiny? What's his fate?

And while they whispered and conspired
Through endless rumors to get him tired
To kill his wonder, trample him near
Burn his courage, fuel his fear
The child remained just simple, sincere

All he wanted was the mountain high
Color the clouds, paint the sky
Beyond these boundaries, he wanted to fly
In nature's scheme, never to die

Don't stop this child, he's the father of man
Don't cross his way, he's part of the plan
I am that Child, but so are you
You've just forgotten, just lost the clue

Inside your heart sits a Seer
Between his thoughts, he can hear
A melody simple but wondrously clear
The music of life, so precious, so dear

If you could for one moment know
This spark of creation, this exuisite glow
You would come and dance with me
Kindle this fire so we could see
All the children of the Earth
Weave their magic and give new birth
To a world of freedom with no pain
A world of joy, much more sane

Deep inside, you know it's true
Just find that child, it's hiding in you.

~ Michael Jackson, Dancing the Dream, 1992

Circle of Life

From the day we arrive on the planet
And blinking, step into the sun
Theres more to be seen than can ever be seen
More to do than can ever be done

Some say eat or be eaten
Some say live and let live
But all are agreed as they join the stampede
You should never take more than you give

In the circle of life
Its the wheel of fortune
Its the leap of faith
Its the band of hope
'Til we find our place
On the path unwinding
In the circle, the circle of life

Some of us fall by the wayside
And some of us soar to the stars
And some of us sail through our troubles
And some have to live with the scars

There's far too much to take in here
More to find than can ever be found
But the sun rolling high through the sapphire sky
Keeps great and small on the endless round

In the circle of life
Its the wheel of fortune
Its the leap of faith
Its the band of hope
'Til we find our place
On the path unwinding
In the circle, the circle of life

Lyrics by Elton John