woe

the ancient songs are calling
and though I long to fly away within
their soft rhythm
my heart, heavy with sadness,
will deign not light
and would rather wallow
within the dusty corners of what’s past
without hope, without joy,
than linger under the shining truth
that awaits me on the other side
of this darkness
today, my heart sits within the shadow
to ponder the pain that plagues
it so… to find release in the embrace
of a dark and powerful woe

On 12/12 portal- unconditional love

Opening into light full and warm;
Waves spread from fingertips
To calm and soothe the angry soul…
Love breathes upon the energy
That flows in waves through this body;
This eternal flame of peace;
What am I but a matchstick
Struck to earth’s kindling
So as to give warmth to the world
Soul’s nourishment is unconditional love…

destiny

Words settle like dust upon my soul
Written well before my heart’s
Awakening, engraved while yet this
Life of mine was but a song
Of songbirds in the sky
I am but a walking verse
Lips and tongue describe me
As bards cherished the tales they’ve sung,
This epic, so long ago begun,
Takes root now, growing inside the warmth
Of fate’s sweet sun, as I tarry off to grow
Within my destiny….

There’s nothing left to question, the tale
Is already spun… what is now is but a
Task to walk upon the road
And fulfill the feats designed for me.

own

On the brink of turning this page-
As if inside a waking dream-
My wings, like a great falcon, spread
And my eyes see equally what’s passed
As well as what’s to come yet;
Buzzing music fills my ears with songs,
Past and future mix into swirls of color
And sound-
I dare not look too far down….
There’s nothing to be had by diving into
Flesh born falsehood
But more emotional pain,blocked by thought patterns
That grit and grind
So for now, as the chapter’s words turn
Like dusty pages of the book of soul-
I linger within the open sky,
Eyes turned inside,
Guided now by the vast expanse of own

new year

As winter’s night approaches
And darkest days fill this hearth
With cold distant truth-
Hope is yet uplifted
With the newborn sun,
Devouring mother’s milk,
Growing strong with remembrances
Of spring’s sweet flowers…
Lo, my heart may sink to the deepest
Depths of hell, and darkness may adorn
My doorstep, filled with shadow and grief,
I will not falter now for the light will return
Upon the wings of sweet songbirds
heralding in a new year.

regret

it’s a sad resolution
this end of year mess
this nightmare that has no waking relief
this wound that has no dress
i am but a sailor adrift at sea
i am but a boat with no anchor
floating invisibly
what will happen to this heart of mine
when the cold winter blows though
the tattered halls of what once stood strong
there is nothing left for me
there is nothing left to see
sorrow and regret dogging days
with cold remorse
and hate
and tears that fall as cold as frozen rain
oh life! you can be cruel, i know
and i am nothing more than a joke
drifting off the shore

for dead

Harsh words fall like icicles
Landing just near me, close to
My head, and this cold makes
Me wonder why you’ve taken to
Those things you’ve said-
My heart tries to remain open
But your indifference slowly leaves
My softness for dead
Oh light! When will winter’s darkness
Let you warm my lonely soul again?