Word of the month: “Beginnings” Top 5 Quotes and Poem

Each month we announce a new word and list 5 quotes and a poem that adequately conveys that word. The word itself is designed to inspire us and be a reflection of what we are hoping to achieve.


Why Beginnings?

With the start of a new month, we thought it was appropriate to talk about new beginnings. Being autumn in Australia it really is a month where leaves start of fall so that when spring comes around they can begin again. It is also a time when we are looking for a new rental property and as such starting again.

Our Top 5 Quotes:



Be willing to be a beginner every single morning– Meister Eckhart


Who has begun has half done. Have the courage to be wise. Begin!– Horace

Poem of the Month:

In The Beginning

Back past the time of the dreaming,
Beyond where the world began
To the dawn of time when the spirits
We’re part of a living plan,
On the edge of all eternity
Lived a million spirit souls,
They knew that their destiny waited
They knew for their thoughts were old.
Through the swirling mists in the paths of time
They would need to travel far
To the place where a glow was beginning to form
A bright, new, flaming star.

The light reached out and touched them
Bringing knowledge of what would be,
And they writhed as they felt the agony,
And in pain, they yearned to flee.

They knew of what was awaiting
And their screams were engulfed in the mists,
They knew of the horrors before them,
And these spirits did writhe and twist.
As the star formed in tongues of fire

They were drawn with a mighty hand,
They wailed as they were enfolded
In the holocaust of this new land.

They knew and their souls were crying
For the future before them was clear,
They knew of the terror-filled moments
That all, on this world would fear.
Their destiny showed in their pathway,

Their hearts were heavy and cold,
They knew in the life they were facing
They would need to be strong and bold.

Their thoughts were torn and shattered
As they whirled in the mists of birth
They spun on the edge of oblivion
Until, finally, came the earth.
Their knowledge was hidden in shadows
As they stood and surveyed this land,
They understood that its’ shaping

Was left alone in their hands.
Forgotten and buried behind them,
In the vastness of time that had gone
Was the memory of all their revulsion
All they knew was the need to go on.
They must build for themselves and their children
A place that would shelter and give,
To the spirits that had been before them,
A land in which man could live.

Stella P. Bell

Stella P Bell is an Australian Bush Poet. Her daughters Suzie and Kim are not sharing her wonderful poetry with the world on their blog. You will also find some useful information about Australia as well. Definitely worth a look.


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