Tag: peace

born

wind carries old wounds
whipping around, enflamed…
worries spark like lightening,
dark clouds smell of shame,
guilt hangs heavy like thunder,
pain, but bound inside the rain…

I sit amidst this tempest
upon a glowing flower in bloom
spilling from my eyes are temples
within my palms, the moon…
dressed upon my chest, my heart,
cradled safety within my womb

upon a cross, i lay my form
in quiet solitude
unmoving, unflinching, all embracing
i dare to non conform
for at the interface of light and dark
my nothingness is born

hidden inside

i found the door within my heart
and opened it…
words, without sound, ushered me
into this light filled space
and into the moment…
oh breath! you take me as a bride
on her wedding day-
your soft embrace, covers me
with a warm salve
assuaging my fears;
and as my body floats forward
a mirror glows, reflecting my soul…
in wonder and in praise i sigh,
for the love within this heart
is but a dim reminder of what remains
hidden inside…

dying

i am already dead…
this life is but an echo
sliding across the walls of eternity,
singing songs of body and soul-
fragile time! far too fast,
holding now memories, already past…
this heart yet dwells
within the darkness of a dying moment
forgotten, then renewed; passing from
what is, into what was…
only to be that which it becomes…
dust and ash are what awaits this soul
a body dying, a heart’s dark home

Forgiveness

Time ushers in the inevitability
Of change;
Ticking slowly, now fast..
Matched only by this beating heart-
Afraid of what’s to remain
When all transitioning pieces
Fall into place,
It’s so cold on this ledge
Of indecision, frozen feet locked
By the fates that linger above me
I wait for a sign to jump into
This awful abyss to find the answers
Plaguing my mind, to learn of what’s
To become of this pathetically
Frail life of mine
Wind blows cold upon my cheek
And my soul cries for forgiveness.

Ghost

don’t fall in love with a ghost;
she’ll haunt your halls,
moaning down your corridors,
calling your name on the wind-
and when you try to grasp her
and hold her in your arms
she’ll fall like dust at your feet-
and all you’ve ever desired
will float upon the miserable
breeze; an unfulfilled longing,
never to be quenched, an echo,
never quite caught up to-
until one day you look around
and understand you’ve been chasing
your entire life an illusion,
hoping to hold it and kiss and love it-
don’t let yourself fall for a ghost
she’ll only bring you nothing-
and nothing cannot sustain your heart

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

venerable hell

within the gates of pain that lock
my soul to the post of past transgressions
i pay this penance for that which was
altered when the sun shone, and the moon
was ripe with strawberries and songbirds…
would that i release this soul to find the freedom
that dogs it so, yet apology’s song sounds
weak when presented upon winter’s
cold blow, now nothing but pain remains
within the heart that lingers still upon
days past, haunted by that which was
already accepted as fate
and drawn down into the cold entrance
of a venerable, indefatigable hell