The sun rose gently today,
I am thankful for that.
Giving my eyes time to adjust;
Delicate light
Touches stone
And cactus.
Life around me
Stretches and yawns at once.
The birds join in
As they announce the arrival of day once again,
Happily
In synch with the natural rhythms of life.
The sun has peaked the horizon
And now burns my eyes.
For this I am grateful as well,
To set myself free of yesterdays burdens
And confusion
With breath and light,
For this is the world
Right in front of me.
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.
It starts with one mind.
It starts with one heart.
To become love
And let go of anger.
And there the one shares with
Another.
Let go of judgements of strangers.
Then the two become the four
And exponentially
We let go.
Embrace anew
As love recognizes hate
No more.
Alter the tide.
What becomes reality for one
Becomes the reality
For
The Sum.
….
Let not your eyes deceive you
As you look in the mirror.
The blood that we shed
Is no other color
But red.
*originally published January 2015 @choleintodiamonds*
Eyes open.
Eyes closed.
You choose whether to see.
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.
I am
Quite exhausted from
Making my own fire.
Today I will
Lean back
And fall into
The
Arms of the Angels,
Letting myself be as a cloud floating
Overhead so effortlessly.
As money changes hands and the world moves
Faster
Than my eyes can blink;
I close them now, these eyes,
And sigh.
I sense your vibration
Before our eyes meet.
I have felt your approach
Countless lifetimes
Prior
And will countless more.
And we cry with joy each reuniting,
A soul reconnecting.
Live fully in the in between,
In what feels like the endless
Waiting.
Patience, as love endures;
We endure.
Spring is springing
And I cannot contain my excitement
As each morning new buds appear
Through
Soil awakening.
Fresh colors bursting.
Singing,
“Come alive with me!”
They do not make a fuss
As they appear,
Basking in whatever weather may be.
They delight. They delight.
As do I as I open my eyes;
Each morning more life.
Perpetually learning
To unlearn.
And this is life.
A heart that sees and eyes that blink.
An ever steady soul flowing.
Evolve.
Expand beyond thoughts,
Beyond this word called sanity;
Creating worlds without boundaries.
Reaching. Pushing. Pulling.
Exponentially exploding.
Becoming only to undo
And
Remake
Evermore.
The wise old owl
Sits upon the branch
And turns his head to look at me
As I approach.
In the moment we lock eyes
I am aware of more than
Can be put into words;
There in my heart and mind.
We are all of time in
Physical form,
Blood and bones.
And the wise owl knows this
As he says everything to me
Though he does not speak.
Chole Into Diamonds 