Words and thoughts manifest
A magic spell.
I sing;
Seeds light upon my lips,
Dipsersing from within to float on the wind.
Landing where the may as I dance on my way to a destination unknown.
I will do my best
To speak in tongues of beauty
And love.
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.
She takes photos of flowers in graveyards and no one knows the difference;
they love them no matter.
Flowers never mind where they grow,
be it
a graveyard
a crack in the pavement
a mountain side or a field,
as long as their roots are nourished.
And the sun still shines
and the rain still wets
and wind still blows without pause where
dead people lie.
no fear of life or death;
so the flowers grow and she still
goes and sees that beauty and peace
Abide within.
One can decide to stay in the perpetual
Habit of fear
Or find your unique strength in that fear
And create something beautiful .
It is all within you.
I drove into the sunset tonight,
No looking back.
And the sun she did gladly bathe me in her setting beauty
And I did gladly drown in her offering.
Blinded and breathless.
Purified by a different light
But i am alive.
Yes
Most certainly alive.
Trying to release regrets;
Embrace with grace all of the beauty that has come.
I think i have hung on long enough to the Ugly Feelings.
“You always get better,
it always passes,”
I tell myself
Reassuringly
As I tuck myself into bed.
The longest ache.
Tears form in the corner of my eyes when
I remember the magic i felt,
The beauty I witnessed.
And I remember wiping
The red dust from my cheeks
So long ago.
The joy and the wonder a new sight can
bring,
The souls one meets that love a song.
To think
Once
I did not believe.
It was another life now
And then another
And here I am still in wonder.
The longest ache sears through my veins.
The yearning remains.
The ancient beats within my heart reverberate
Through time unseen in synchronization with those who came before
And those yet to come.
A red cardinal over there,
A mesquite tree over here.
Mother Nature shows me many creations.
The smell of wet saltgrass and dirt
Fill my senses.
This oak tree I am under,
Her leaves shine as if coated in silver
As raindrops sparkle setting delight afire
Within my heart.
Nature presents herself
As is,
The individual decides whether she is beautiful or not.
You locked me in a room
Then turned off the circuit breakers leaving me
Alone in the dark.
You knew I was terrified of ghosts,
Turning up the music to drown out my cries.
Telling me the demons were waiting to
Devour me whole;
To take my soul.
You did not know that they would
Turn and take care of me.
You did not know my Warrior Ancestors were there and would teach me
That love is the spark within that never
Yields.
I was not alone.
I learned to dance with my Ancestors and our
Beauty created an indistinguishable fire
Within.
I learned a timeless courage
And smiled at the challenge you created.
Thank you.
For without you
I would have never experienced
All this firsthand.
People would have spoke of these things and I would
Have dismissed them as crazy.
Now I am one of them.
I am
Mesmerized
By this
Magnifying beauty
Of morning light piercing
Through singular beads of
Dew grouping;
Clinging to green grass and wildflowers
This side of the highway.
These
Simple refractions of
Light;
Such an uncomplicated masterpiece.
And I believe in magic.
Nature does not force
The outcome.
How blessed are we to witness a thing such as
This?
Chole Into Diamonds 