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
Tag: beauty
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
stardust
the quiet lingers in the air,
thick and heavy…
it’s very essence pregnant
with an unspoken knowing..
this peace that weighs so
dearly upon my heart,
beating in unison with some
divine understanding,
allows light to shine through
cracks and glowing skin to alter
into crystalline stardust…
and while this peace may leave me
humbled and without words
i would lose myself to the nothing
that hovers about
just for the chance to find such freedom
within this beating heart
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
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
lost
I’m thinking of you
And wondering if you can feel my lips
Glance your neck,
My arms feel your back,
Am I dreaming, or what?
I can see your heart as I speak now
And there’s nothing that could hold
Me back from you
I feel you because I am inside you
Let me shine in your heart,
Now as we are apart, so you might come
To remember my scent
more on divine fate
she glances my way
and smiles-
fate, this long legged
goddess that guides me,
saluting my path with
signposts of gold and green…
and when I feel lost upon
her winding trails
whispers from her soft voice
flow assuredly
that i’m right where I need to be…
oh friend, oh fate, you don’t leave!
and though I fear sometimes-
the subtleness with which you lead
grants me the peace
to keep moving forward
same as always
fate’s toothy grin
found me today
and smiled-
she was giggling at
how lost I believed to be,
and with one silent swish
of her long black hair
i was launched
back through myself
only to find my own energy
lingering there
same as always… same as always
standing still
here, in the spot a year later,
still pondering
who I am
and what I see when my
reflection smiles back-
and what is life? oh wicked me!
so much traveling to remain
yet back where I began…
when does this end?
answers still linger in the ether
above my sight
and the more I try to pull them down
the less I understand…
please why, does this treadmill
of enlightenment keep me moving
only to stand still?
the SIBYL'S SONG 