BEACONS OF LOVE – By ElizaBeth Coira

Wishing you Love, Light, Peace, & Joy this season, and in the New Year ahead! If you’re in the market for a thoughtful gift, I hope you’ll consider my gift book, Sending You My Love, available on today! This is just one of the loving poems shared in the book’s pages 🙂 Cheers!

ElizaBeth Coira - The Home Grown Sojourner


We are beacons of Love.

Love is our best defense
Against all that is not in the world
Both the seen and unseen
Known and unknown

Love is our best offense
Against those forces that try to force Us
To not be our beautiful
Amazing selves

Our best selves
Our free selves
Our soaring selves

Yet, with Love there is no need
For defense or offense

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The (un)Merry-Go-Round – By ElizaBeth Coira


Who votes for the devil
To “do god’s work”
What a strange perspective on
~ Good ~

Too many have swallowed
The poisoned seed
Hollow idols following
Chasing a belief

That salvation isn’t
A given birthright
It hurts to believe
You’re born guilty

Creates a psychology
Of struggle against
The very beauty
Of reality

To live in the blind
Fog of a lemming
How does it feel
To be a pawn

To hang on the words
Whims of war lords
The noose doesn’t fall
Too far from the tree

For how many lives
Beyond our recall
Of human history

Have we common folk
Met and bled
Been sacrificed by the righteous
For ego and greed

It’s your choice to ride
Or jump off
The merry-go-round

How Heavy is Empty – By ElizaBeth Coira


the hungry do stumble
every now and again
making a way through the woods

just imagine how far
how high we’d climb
without emptiness
                                the pang
hole in the soul

hungry keeps going
but on what kind of path
harnessed by fear

so different than wondering
hand-in-hand freely
with a friend
                        a compass
as true Lovers do

Until the Next Flower – By ElizaBeth Coira


There is no light
That summer brings
Than the One

The Light of Love
Illuminates us
Equal, shimmering
In the sun

Do you remember
All you people
The promise
We once held

Far too many
Have forgotten
Turned from paradise
To hell

But paradise
Still exists
Open up
Your lives

Turn off the clutter
Hate-filled noise
Tune in to Nature’s
Simple joy

Her paths will open
Up your wonder
Fields and forests

Smile and flow
Like rivers roll
And Love will bloom

In you