Cannot break time into
The smallest bit
So we live in all of it
At the very same time;
Past present and future
Flowing
At once in my mind.
Oct29
Monthly Archives: October 2018
Oct26
Carry
Listening to the rain
Landing on the leaves
In the canopy overhead.
Elation.
Each drop creates a symphony.
I ride the notes
Arriving in a heavenly
Plane.
I just want to lay here a little longer,
Just a little longer.
Pour over me.
Let the rain fill me up
And overflow.
Wash me away and carry me.
Carry me away and lay me in
Your gentle arms
Where I belong.
Oct25
Abused. Ill-treated.
Born into barbed wire boundaries.
Reiterate,
Reiterated
Over and over
How incapable one is
To even make a simple decision.
(Wrong. Wrong again)
To celebrate joyfully,
To make a sound could set fire to surroundings.
Destruction.
Loose track of truth as lies are the padding between
Being reprimanded physically
Or
Verbally.
Blurred lines
And confusion.
(Mock and shame)
How to interact;
Manipulation
False praises and head games.
How to explain
Voice crushed,
Airway blocked.
To whisper brought trembling
To body
And tears to brim
To which people yelled
“Speak up!
What is your problem?”
Oct23
Long Dead
And along comes the rain.
Seeds and roots you thought
Long dead come back to life.
Never give up.
Oct22
Mystic
The clock calls the midnight hour.
I close my eyes and
Am aware of
You
Everywhere I turn.
My pulse races
And my mind gets dizzy.
I put my hand to my heart
And hold myself steady;
Flushed
With heat,
My skin tingling.
This is your magic
At work once more.
Intuition. Instinct.
A faint melody plays through my memories.
There is no reasoning nor answers
In explanation.
We are in synch and I breathe.
We are in synch and I dance.
The truth of us
Unspoken,
Unwritten,
Unfathomable
In the mind.
Divine mystical mystery.
Over mountains and oceans far goes the yearning.
Over soft curves of my skin fall the tears.
Oct21
Fickle
Her love was never fickle
For she knows the root of
You.
Oct16
Universal Beat
When I Move,
When I dance, sing or speak,
I am all countries
And language recalls the root of one.
I am the beauty of the stillness in every flowing moment,
More than
A galaxy believed to be contained
And constructed in the mind.
For music
Is
Soul speak
And rhythm
Is the
Universal ancestral beat
Echoing
From the beginning to the future existing beyond.
More than mere cosmos conception.
Hear it. Be.
Infinite resonation.
Alternate celestial awakenings.
Harmonious cell vibration.
Close your eyes and become.
Welcome ascension.
Untethered.
Oct15
Last Time
Black off the shoulder dress,
Patterned with little pink flowers.
My skin
Tan and sand brushed.
Last time I wore it was in Egypt.
A beautiful night, it was.
Clear and star filled.
I feel everything all at once when I look at.
Barefeet continued
Dancing long after they hurt.
Laughed and smiled so much;
People thought I was drunk.
It has a hole in it I never fixed,
I kept it anyway.
So there it hangs with a variety of other
Colorful memories.
Time to sew it up or let it go.
Oct14
Cry
They snuggled in close as could be;
Tangled.
Turning away
She buried her face in the blanket.
Hidden.
To her
He whispered softly,
“It‘s okay to cry you know.”
She lifted her gaze to his,
“But i am so afraid,
So fearful i will drown in myself.
That i will be so ugly to you.”
And in his eyes she felt his reply,
“Let yourself go.
You think you will drown
But this is where you become yourself,
Where
You are more.
I felt your soulshine upon arrival here. Birth.
Radiate.
Nourish.
This is how the roots are hydrated my
Love, and this is where one
Flourishes,
In the letting go.”
Oct12
Myself
In the ache of loneliness
I learned to love myself.
In learning to love myself
I have found a peace
No human can offer.
Chole Into Diamonds 