Category: Poetry

Collecting

The wave has crashed
And the buildup of energy
Lies smote upon the sandy shore
What devils cured up within me?
Churning within my chaos
And now left like stones and shells
For me to collect
And categorize
And cherish
Upon the sandy expanse
Of my awakening consciousness?

Upon the wind

Long dark corridors
Rooms unlived in and unkempt
Opening doors long forgotten
Autumn’s air releasing

Songs are returning
As energy flows in
Breaking up the blocks
Rebuilding this heart

Silence marks the gravesite
Of what was
Letting go of desire
My hair flows freely upon the wind

this new day

The long night is giving way
And I can see now
The golden hue of morning
Waves lost upon my shore
Remember the salty taste
Of ocean’s breath
And my heart
Reunited with the words
Of my divine mind
Sings hallelujah both softly
And loud
The end of a long road
Has lead this body here
To bask now in the glory
of this new day

New day

The light returns
And the sudden jolt
Of illumination
Startles me
This heart- used to now,
The darkness of delay
And unknown,
Reaches out into possibility
While fear cowers
Having receded into the
Shadows within me
To gather herself-
The silence of waiting
Has given way to thunderous
Claps of movement and
Change
There is nothing left now
But to gather the shattered
Pieces together
And follow the light of
This new day

Healer’s prayer

Accepting this path
Without pressure
Without judgement
Without the need to be perfect
Just here
Shining light
Just here
Minding the flame of
This moment
Just here with fear by my side
Just here with hope standing
Just here now without conditions
Just now, without comparison

May the eternal flame guide my voice
My understanding
And my connection to divine healing
Guide my hands now consciousness
As I fall into your vast immeasurable
Depths with faith

Glowing

I am here
Hopelessly following the signs
Fear clings to my cloak
Like a child to my coattails
My light stands upon
The mountaintops of mine
Brazenly glowing
While the least of me
Hides inside the darkness
Afraid of what she might see
Heavenward I send my breath
And upon angels wings she returns
…I trust my path….
Though fear would have me lost
Inside my mind,
All is as it should be
I will keep glowing

Becoming unbecoming

Fire is rising
Divine appointment
Sheds her fear
As wings open
Spreading flames
Of compassionate
Truth
Undressed in this moment
She takes her place
Within burning sky
To claim space
Becoming
Unbecoming

to grow

raindrops are falling
and i can smell the wet dirt
within my heart
reaching flowers strive to blossom
now as the rain gently taps
through the darkness
remembering light
my heart yearns for release
from the heaviness
from the suffering
that drowns it so
now as the rain gently taps
this song is my reminder
that all things need depth
to grow

Beggar’s feast

this union,
a long time coming
light and dark waring,
gnashing, screeching, tearing-
and yet, now,
here we sit
at an undressed table
sharing civility-
trepidation, holds her breath
as mine exhales
softly, slowly, smiling-
a beggar’s feast

Nothing

it’s just nothing
this nothing that sits heavy
within the moment
beneath understanding
within the heart
this nothing that drives a wedge
between what was
and what is
falling behind, deafened by
this nothing that lingers so
fostering despair
silent tears fall
on account of this nothing
that will not recede