Tag Archives: intuition

Nov12

Realms

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Sensing our imminent arrival

We coalesce.

Taking a breath,

Sharing this oxygen

As we immerse once again into the depths.

Wave after wave deeper;

Exploring realms in shadow and light.

A language of movement and stillness created

Between us.

 In the dark

A spark,

And up we ascend

Crashing through the tension of the surface.

Obliterating  the pain of the past

As sunlight scorches shattered pieces of what was.

Kaleidoscopic reflections blind us as we find our way

intuitively;

euphoric now.

Immersion in new sight of

Love finds us dissolving into unseen matter.

Cellular regeneration begins in these further realms,

Shifting reality.

Surfing between dimensions with ease

Our adventure just beginning.

Breathing in unison;

Tears are merely ocean water here.

Feb20

Brilliance True

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Hello Milky Way.

I have been longing to see you again.

These city lights,

They block your luminosity

And leave me stumbling to find my way.

I struggle to find direction

Without stars to guide me.

Artificial radiance shines bright like a beacon

Until you get close enough to

Realize their lack of heat within.

I close my eyes and begin again,

Having faith in my own intuition.

I know the truth.

We know the truth.

The stars are ever steady

With brilliance true.

Oct22

Mystic

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The clock calls the midnight hour.

I close my eyes and

Am aware of

You

Everywhere I turn.

My pulse races

And my mind gets dizzy.

I put my hand to my heart

And hold myself steady;

Flushed

With heat,

My skin tingling.

This is your magic

At work once more.

Intuition. Instinct.

A faint melody plays through my memories.

There is no reasoning nor answers

In explanation.

We are in synch and I breathe.

We are in synch and I dance.

The truth of us

Unspoken,

Unwritten,

Unfathomable

In the mind.

Divine mystical mystery.

Over mountains and oceans far goes the yearning.

Over soft curves of my skin fall the tears.

May27

Currents

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And here 

Untamed winds blow.

I never tire

Watching

The plains grass ripple with ever

New currents, new gusts.

A rhapsody

So beautiful.

And the clouds

Go on forever

As I settle into myself,

My hair a mess.

I am  melancholy

But my spirits lift as I sit

And sway with the tall grass.

I imagine I am the bird riding

These unseen shifts and using them to see 

Clearly

What is around me.

Having faith in the realization

That I know more than I

Give myself credit for.

Instinct and intuition.