So many
Break their own heart, mind and
Bones to fit in a box
Just to feel loved,
While their soul
Is free
Coaxing and loving them still,
“Come with me come with me.”
Aug25
Aug22
Gardens
I sit in the gardens,
The smell of soil
Filling my veins.
Distant sounds of traffic and
Humans
Disappear
As the hummingbird does his thing before Me,
Flitting
And flapping.
Cicadas and dragonflies.
This music cradles me as I sway to the rhythm;
Become the rhythm.
Vitality and rejuvenation joining
In my heart and mind.
I am so far away,
So very close.
Everywhere yet nowhere,
Dancing energy intertwining.
Merging and surging.
A decadent,
Ceaseless heartbeat melody
Of stillness abounds and sways.
Reborn.
Aug21
I fell to my knees in sorrow.
(We fell to our knees)
If this all be for naught,
Oh do not let it be for naught.
For my heart has broken
(Our hearts are breaking)
And the Angels haves spoken.
I do not know if i have the strength to rise
Once more.
(We will rise)
Aug19
Language
On your lips
I taste wonder.
Show me
Everywhere you have been
In the language of
The soul,
For we both know this
When
All else
Cannot be translated;
The soul speaks it all
And smiles in comprehension
Knowing.
Aug14
Gate
She told you she would not cry when you
Walked away.
She lied.
She shut the gate behind herself in the
Garden
So you could not see
Her trembling steps;
Her trembling lips.
Her singing voice hid her sorrow.
You never learned her anyway.
Perhaps she will not open to trust
This lifetime.
Perhaps it is so,
But you will not know for your soul has
Agreed to move on.
Aug13
My lovely friend,
Step outside
And howl at the moon
If you need to.
Stop holding back.
Stop fighting what every single
Cell in your creation is
Calling you to be.
To love
To dance
To sing
To run
To lie by the ocean
And fill yourself with the power
Of rolling thunder.
Your soul knows.
Your heart knows.
Set yourself free
And your mind will follow.
In the sweet embrace of all of you,
There you will be complete
And you will find
Universes yet to be
Explored.
*originally published march, 2014 @choleintodiamonds*
Aug12
Manicure
Great tress manicured;
Cut and shaped to fit lest they overgrow
Space allotted them.
Aesthetically pleasant.
Cut the branch,
Rake the leaves.
Make it look like they never let go a mess to
Shed
The old and become
Stronger and taller.
Invisible cages even for them,
The mighty oaks.
Still they keep straining to grow to their full potential so naturally;
Roots creeping underneath us all as we go
About this and that.
This and that.
Aug10
Keeping Time
Flowers.
Sunrise upon a face,
Sunset upon a heart.
The eyes in silence,
The arms in chaos.
The obsessions,
The anxiety
Relentless in my mind.
Breathing, breathing
Keeping time.
Aug5
Light Filter
The air is chilly now and I am wishing I had
Thrown on a sweatshirt.
I
Lay down in the ground on my belly
And prop my chin up on my hands.
The evening sun is getting lower and I love
To watch as light filters through all of the different petals and leaves.
If I squint my eyes it looks like millions of stars
Are resting amongst the flowers just like me.
Aug3
Old Streets
Came back to these old streets,
The path feels so natural beneath my feet.
Broken doorways,
They whisper my name.
They know me from before.
Now condemned;
Boarded windows
And graffiti walls.
No going back to
How it was.
Boards creak and walls speak.
They tell me,
“Move on little girl.
We loved you then,
We love you still.
Best be moving on.
Move along.
The ghosts who called you back
Be long gone.
There only remains residual
Energy of things turned to ash
Blowing now
In the wind.
Head East, or North
South or West.
It is best you move along.”
Chole Into Diamonds 