There we
Are in the center of this storm.
The signals we emit rise above
The chaos.
Hidden frequencies interpreted by
Our
Primordial senses
Underneath it all;
Through it all.
Eyes closed,
We find one another
Once again.
There we
Are in the center of this storm.
The signals we emit rise above
The chaos.
Hidden frequencies interpreted by
Our
Primordial senses
Underneath it all;
Through it all.
Eyes closed,
We find one another
Once again.
Knowing reality well enough,
I turn to wonderment
And creativity.
Once again
I find myself smiling.
Oh despair
Why do you visit me?
I know you are coming
Yet
Still unexpected.
I feel your devious intentions,
Creeping in the shadows.
Arriving uninvited to
Spite me.
Mocking laughter in satisfaction,
Scratching at my door
In my finest hour
To
Coat my vision in
Black
And cloud
My path;
Nip at my heels
As i try to evade your touch.
Yesterday.
What’s done is done.
This moment,
What is yet to come.
My mind keeps
Digging,
Burying
And wondering.
Remembering,
Creating
And forgetting.
Let sleep come none to soon
And carry me to dreamland
Where no one
Restrains these
Thoughts.
These imaginings and reminiscings in
Sweet, vivid colors
As I dance through fallen
And falling leaves in the deep
Magical forest.
Snowflake flurries.
My amusement and joy magnified
In kaleidoscopic colors and melodies.
Peaceful
Joy.
Peaceful breaths.
Oh my dear soul
Your skin,
Your heart and mind,
Have become saturated
With the ulterior motives
Of others.
It is time to take a step back
And get to know yourself.
Immersing in your own golden light,
These things will slough off and away
Leaving you to shine as
Your
True Self.
Pure illumination.
I was afraid to take my eyes away
For I might miss
The signs of your heart still beating.
Holding my breath;
To stay unmoving completely,
Listening so intently to you breathe.
Hanging on. Hanging on.
I blinked and you
Were gone.
I am tending to my Angel wings.
They refuse to do their part.
They have left me cold and stranded,
Left me weeping in my heart.
They are tattered and worn.
They are bloodied and torn.
They were not this way
On the day I was born.
~
I see your Angel wings are tattered.
I see that they are worn.
I hear your weeping heart
And I want to keep you warm.
I know your soul is weary.
What if I told you mine is weary too?
We could both try together
To mend a tear or two.
We can find a strength in each other
That knows no distance,
Knows no time.
We will find a strength together
And again we will fly.
Again with stronger wings,
Again with shiny souls,
Again with beating hearts
When we have patched up all the
Holes.
@*choleintodiamonds* originally posted December 2013
Fingers
Find their way through Hair
To brow
To
Brush jaw,
Reading fine texture of your skin.
As lips meet,
A rise from within.
Embracing a surge from the
Divine.
All that was
Suppressed
Unbridled now
Blending the tangible
And unseen.
Succumb becoming the waves.
Winter awakening.
Sunrise.
Sunlight on the
Tree before me
Looks sharper that yesterday.
Steam from my breath
Dances with steaming
Hot drink
As my lips meet the rim,
Expectations met.