Tag: spiritualhealing

Droplets fall

It’s a slow drip
This heart of mine
Slowly methodically drip drip drip
I hear it within me, leaking
This heart! A leaking ship!
My hands rush to catch the droplets
And pull back in disgust
A symphony of running, catching, wasting
Washing; echoes seeping, dripping
Dropping-
My mind a-flutter with madness
Tapping memories of pains long passed
Still this drip, cleanse the soul!
And yet I sit, waiting still
For the next droplet from my heart
to gently fall

Golden gods

golden gods, statue standing upon sky
what would you have done?
would you use my opening heart
for foolish play, as you have countless times before?
would you lay my body down, to do what you may
and then vanish again into night’s cold embrace?
golden gods, watching this play unfold
would you linger within me for a time
to taste my sweet endeavors?
you! who are lost upon the sands of a time
once so fresh and new
but now nothing but a ruin upon the mountain side-
and i, searching now for remnants of what
might have been would you have ascended
this heart beyond foolhardy deeds,
will simply decide to walk away
for your apathy wears not upon my soul

Folds of time

Let loose your grip
And everything will fall into place
Rest resides within
Fear feeds upon the wicked
As raindrops fall upon anointed heads
It will all come crashing down
In a thunderous boom

Nowhere left to hide
We stand before truth
Uncovered and vulnerable
Naked of all but balance
Where does the dim light hide?
Deeds are not forsaken
But energy in the folds of time

Lost today

The world looks cloudy today
My eyes cannot see the ground
A blanket of grey fear covers the sun
And anger returns after a long absence-
Words and echoes fill my head
Until I cannot speak or think
The sounds of severe faces, screaming
Whip around; leaves caught in the wind-
I shine my light, small that it is
Into the void and storm
Searching for survivors, my guides
Fly beside me, wolf and hawk as feathers fall
Lost, I lament, all feels lost today

A small king

I am but a very small king, standing upon a very tall wall
My heart, aflutter with hope and fear
as I look out into what is now a new landscape
what lingers within the branches of that great forest?
what awaits me once i figure out how to climb down?
what rope will foster me as i descend?
how will i know to keep my golden crown in place-
so small am i now, peering upon the land of my ancestors
death and disease hold no sway
as birds fly above me, large and imposing
I am but a tiny speck upon this growing land
my voice, a miniature song waiting to be replayed
and as i give my heart over to the abundance
upon which my eyes now feast,
I am reminded of this ending, now a beginning
where I might finally see my own face

Waiting

the light of my eyes is still shining
birds are still singing
this heart, yearning for more,
weeps inside my chest
locked down, inside this tyrant of mind
i can hear the soldiers buzzing
and bells ringing
and all that was, stripping bare-
my bosom quietly connecting
to time, flowing between what was
and what is yet to be
mother has taken us through with golden hands
of love and compassion
yet my body, sits here, in wait
wondering what will become of this new reality
I am caught between peace and a total unraveling
and I am waiting for you,
to find my soul upon the ridges of that sacred land…
my falcon, and my red breasted hawk
search and reach for the coming of a new day
and within my eyes, i smile
for i know it is all part of the plan

Betrayal

Betrayal, was like a fever within me
Always damp and lingering
A darkness that connected to my heart
And dampened sound until the
Mere act of beating was labored and silent
The fullness of this betrayal upon my heart
Crossed lifetimes, the fear so raw
The confusion eliminating all sight
And here now, attempting to heal now
I can at least see what has bound me so
To this pain, to this path
For in the forgiveness is the letting go
We must seek the truth to destroy illusion
We must see to understand
And I am no more that which took my breath
Than I am at all anything