Heart’s thoughts echo
Through body and soul-
Truth, aligning all three…
This higher vibrational energy,
Forged in acceptance,
Sets free the self to grow-
Small gardens of happiness
Forging together one by one
Until all the world is filled with
Singing birds
And perennials of love..
Oh could this be a dream?
That each could find this flow?
May heaven’s heart open along
The river of enough so that
All may find the space between
Dawn’s wet dew and dusk’s
Soft glow
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head and heart
Lost to the changing tides
This mind floats
Just above the din
Waiting, bobbing, watching
Believing that this one, might
Be the one,
The answer that, should it be caught,
Would solve all life’s silly riddles
How fickle a friend the heart makes
So taciturn and morose
It hides from truth and lets
The animals play
Leaving this suitor to find
Another way around
How does one vessel encompass
So different and powerful devices
Poised to change the very fabric
Upon which it walks
When they are sewn with opposing
Hands and differing thought?
box
I would give them what they needed so I could get what i needed in return
But it was never fully the truth,
The true me…
I was forever living inside
someone else’s box
Acting out their reality- the one they had for me…
The one they needed me to be….
And I would pretend-
And learn to appreciate the cage,
for the safety it provided…
Sometimes I would overcome me
and then I would get out…
they would get mad when I got loose,
they’d have to chase me back inside-
But I always went back
The box had become my home
Meaningless words
white noise fills the room;
this dull roar of nothingness
that occupies thought and sound…
oh dead wanderers, already gone,
asleep and lingering on the brink
of oblivion-
you suffer so at the hands
of those meaningless words
that feed your soul with
emptiness
when will you let go? nature
is calling
and birds are singing, and rain is
falling
and all that is good is ready
for your welcome hands
and open heart
do not let your spirit die
upon a cross of insignificance
when all you need to fuel
your soul
is already here
Opening
The opening of this heart
Was slow
As pain oozed
From the depths of
Darkness
And secrets crept out
From the dusty
Corners of night…
Yet the strength of this
Heart was heroic
For in it’s acceptance
Came a bounty of light
And light gave wings-
Such wings to fly!
And though this heart
Remains grounded
It dreams of stars
And soars open sky
who?
Though I linger among
The dying
I am not yet dead
For light flows through
This heart of mine
Waking an immortal
Soul
From slumber and depth
Such that I don’t
See who this person was
That endured as me
anymore
slow bleed
my body is dissolving
into energy
as rain falls so seldom
upon my heart
and longing is but a slow bleed
wasting away all that
was light
on lion’s gate energy
the wind flows through my hair
and stardust lines my eyes
this heart has freed up some space
to find joy again…
the light tendrils of infancy,
this spirit’s bated breath,
linger now like lightening
within my soul
there is nothing that can stop
my mouth from singing
save my own dire dread-
i linger not within that darkness
for the light has found me
and within it’s warm glow
i remain
healing
I am made to heal
The fates have spoken
And my ears
Hear into depths
The purpose is clear-
My heart, a white light
Instrument,
Forged of pain and suffering..
Has flown into darkness
And been touched by the fire of pain
And yet survives…
For the peace we search for
Remains within the self
Each of us a lantern
Shining within despair, cutting
Through anger, until all that’s left
To see is love
Releasing
soul strength
i remember so much from those
times when i just
got back
and my soul was thin
but strong
and i was shattered…pieces of me
thrown up on the floor
and left for later-
how i long to tell that me
that it would be okay,
that i would find peace
oh broken, broken me
sobbing in the corner, quietly-
hoping that i might find relief…
soul strength has nothing
on that which I find in myself-
for love in place of fear
receives ultimate forgiveness
the SIBYL'S SONG 