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
Tag: earth
alone
I stand alone upon this cliff
my toes, dig into dirt
as the grass tickles my feet
I am alone
with nothing left but my own will
with nothing but the resolve
of my heart
I do not dare sing
or weep
for the land is slowly drifting
beneath me
and sky shadowing things yet
to arrive
This is a fallacy, this truth
these lies
there is nothing but me
and the dirt
and the grass tickling my feet
and the sky
I am that I am
I am nothing and all
I am full and empty
I am alone
seas
The door opened quietly
And my breath entered through it
Softly, deeply, healing-
Searching the depths of my soul
For the wisdom that lies in every cell,
And floating within the golden dawn
My heart pumps blown kisses
To every part of me
Peace flows through my sails
As I wander these unconscious seas
outside
situations and expectations
knock at the door of my energy-
though willing to love,
my heart needs space to breathe;
so though I hear the tap, tap, tapping,
the feelings of disappointment,
the lingering sobs that stop the night air,
I cannot let you in just now
for I am spinning, circling my own soul
for answers that only silence can provide…
with unconditional love, i leave you outside
just for a little longer
as i merge over and over
with my own heart
mountain, solid
A cold breeze is blowing through the doorway to my heart.
Fires that were stirring have all gone out.
Numbly I sit and try to wait out the cold,
alone, not in control,
this universe is teaching me of patience through pain
and solidity- I am a mountain,
words that bind me to the depths of hell,
but where is the heaven to warm these hands and toes?
There’s nothing right now but suffering,
and though I try to fill the holes with love and gratitude,
this uncomfortable longing yet remains.
Must I squash it out?
winter’s cold
cold winds rip through these open windows-
full now of neglectful emotions that stir
just beneath the morning’s frost…
echoes of summer sun, warm upon my cheek,
find no repose within the chilled hallways of my heart;
now is the time to dive deep within what is lost
to find the truest form of me…
alone, lonesome, cold… a traveler with no home
but that which i carry upon my back-
there is no hope within the realm of winter’s bone
for flesh is stripped of illusion and what remains
is but a light, dimmed not by the cold,
but left to settle upon the altar of my heart
The coming of the winter solstice
Longest day approaches
And the pregnant sky prepares
For the birth of another sun-
Holy is the coming of light!
And the moon, full in her power,
Comforts the pain of new beginnings;
What is to come now that the darkness
Is pushed aside once again?
And what lingers in the shadows yet?
All is love as we find the new awakening
Of a new year
Heart and mind as one-
Between the inhale and the exhale;
The death and birth of change;
We grow inside this interface
And sing the ancient songs of praise.
hope
so thankful
blessed
forgiven
loved
reunited
faithful
all these things
dropping in
fullness from
my heart
as my face
peers into
the vast
abyss with
hope
just a joke
just a joke
my face, my heart, my untethered
fleeting fate;
the folds of time that keep
this flame burning;
this life in its entirety…
just a joke
flying, falling, burning, rising
all just the same boring
proposition that leads
me back to the same place
within the heavens-
so why are these tears still
falling?
there’s nothing left to fear
as all that was, is ripped from
me…
i am no more
but a joke to behold
i thrive on the falsehood of
my illusions
and tie my heart to a failing
sun and waning moon
smote upon the ground
i am sometimes unwell…
i sometimes suffer at the hands
of mental abandonment,
and when this force of logic
is untethered from my reality
i am destined to crash
after i fly;
broken bones, shattered emotions,
chaos around me
burning all i’ve built to the ground
as i fall into a deeper darkness…
cycles of my mind swirl
like falling leaves within a tunnel
of whipping wind;
impossible to follow;
ripping at the frayed edges of soul-
until all that was, ends up smote
upon the ground
the SIBYL'S SONG 