It is Friday
And I have nothing to say.
The fan is spinning shadows on
The ceiling
And the bass from a passing car
Is thumping through the walls.
The air mattress is slowly deflating beneath
Me and anxiety squeezes my chest.
You left.
I guess that’s all.
Keep asking
If you so wish,
The answer will always be
Love.
Why does one run from the shadow
For if one follows the shadow,
Passing through,
One finds the light creating the shadow.
The message is in the journey of
Our return to the source of the flame;
Soul.
Love.
Embrace your higher self
Welcoming the stillness.
And there the flame is burning;
Be consumed by your passion for life.
Do not fear
Your glorious power of
Love.
Oh dear sun
Here you come
So soft; just enough.
I am glad I did not
Give up on you.
Hope.
We live in a world where
One might believe
Natures brilliance
Needs a filter to add to its already
Breathtaking
Beauty.
No wonder there are so many unhappy
Souls.
Sensing our imminent arrival
We coalesce.
Taking a breath,
Sharing this oxygen
As we immerse once again into the depths.
Wave after wave deeper;
Exploring realms in shadow and light.
A language of movement and stillness created
Between us.
In the dark
A spark,
And up we ascend
Crashing through the tension of the surface.
Obliterating the pain of the past
As sunlight scorches shattered pieces of what was.
Kaleidoscopic reflections blind us as we find our way
intuitively;
euphoric now.
Immersion in new sight of
Love finds us dissolving into unseen matter.
Cellular regeneration begins in these further realms,
Shifting reality.
Surfing between dimensions with ease
Our adventure just beginning.
Breathing in unison;
Tears are merely ocean water here.
My dark honors my light,
My light honors my dark
And we come together
To mend,
To merge,
To heal,
To love.
I am one; whole.
I am.
I am one; love.
I am.
As the veil falls we see the
True nature of the beast;
Lies can only remain unseen
While we sleep.
Chole Into Diamonds 