I am moving through my sorrow,
Allowing it to flow from my bones
So that I may float to the surface
And unfurl my wings
To run and leap
And fly.
Lighter I have become within the releasing
And higher I rise within the stillness that
Comes taking me deeper within each breath.
The olives on the trees are not quite ripe
And the grapes are bitter.
I am impatient.
This does not discourage the
Sky hawks.
They are too busy staying alive;
Swooping and gliding in the air as they
Ingest sustenance to
Live;
Another day
To
Fly.
The average lifespan of a housefly
Is 40 to 50 days
And I am merely sitting here idly watching
Them move about my window.
I
Wonder if they would prefer to be outside.
With every blink of my eyes
Time moves faster for the fly than I.
Within the stream of consciousness between them
He takes her breath away,
Only
To fill her with love;
Away they fly.
Truth is
Awareness,
Knowing when to speak up
And when to listen.
Thinking
About and becoming aware your true intentions.
Holding yourself accountable.
Ego is self,
Soul is for highest good.
Only by diving deep
Into self and observing
Does one find the truth
Within the truth.
Fluidity in thoughts and actions.
Ever questioning; diving deeper,
Rising higher and settling oneself in reflection.
What serves in healing and awareness is fluid.
Flow in the stillness.
And the truth of it all is ones individual ego truth is not everyones.
This is a one way ticket.
I am going to explore
Everything I can,
Everywhere I can
And look at life
At every angle.
Cutting ties as I set myself free
And up i go
As high as I can fly.
A
360 degree view
As all my senses open to receive energy.
Upside down and all
Around
I see.
I feel.
I breath.
I smile.
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
The deeper
You
Dive into yourself
The higher
You
Will fly.
And perspective
There becomes
Infinite,
Awakening layer upon layer
Of your being.
You child,
You
Are worthy of great things.
As is everyone.
Stop hanging on so stubbornly
To the ledge of unworthiness
And let yourself free fall into
All that you are.
Trust yourself.
Dive into your true form and you will
See you
Are free to fly after all;
So
Glorious.
Why did you have to tear me open
Today?
I was just looking at how fine
Some of these hurts have healed up.
You thought you might make me bleed
Blood red like you
But upon a closer look, you
Found untamed wildness, stars and
Feathers leaking into the sky from my
Skin.
Now I am laughing. I am such an unknown
Substance even to myself
And now
You are blind.
Find me with your other senses.
We may crawl. We may walk, swim or fly
With this unhindered madness.
Chole Into Diamonds 