Tag: wisdom

Folds of time

i follow the wings of a butterfly
into the moment-
this future, born from what’s passed,
like soft embers glowing that
only present eyes can grasp…
and this heart! reckoning a thousand lifetimes, sweetly beats into mine,
as memories fall upon my breast;
a thousand hellos, as many goodbyes
we lose not what we keep,
within the immortal folds of time

a message

this morning i saw
a message in the sky
written from beyond the folds of time-
and i knew it was you
for it was just two straight lines,
that didn’t touch,
but connected, in a message of love….
and i gave thanks and smiled
and drove away…
when timelines collapse
distance will fade

Glittering

The ice is breaking and all
That lay trapped within this
Cold heart is flowing free again
This freeze! Leaving the breadth
Of my extremities black and broken
Falls now upon the weight of a warm
And glowing fire
So long has my mind wandered
So long has this voice lingered silently
No more will the cold destroy
And deny the fate that’s rightfully
Sown for me
Linger not upon the snow covered plateaus
The sun is out and the balance of rainbows
Is glittering

Silence

Darkness sits upon the heart of one
I love and each day steals more
Until words are replaced with silence,
Action with lethargy,
Joy with nothingness….
Powerlessly my heart sinks knowing
That I’ve been here before-
Nursing wounds I know nothing about
In hopes that I can heal the pain
Of one who chooses to dwell in darkness-
So lost is my love upon this cold plain,
My words carry not even traces of an echo,
Still I call your name; until even my heart
Be silenced by anger and frustration

lost

The cavern in which my heart dwells
Is full of throbbing sadness
The reversed queen sits heavy upon
My shoulders as I try to forgive
And make right
And while the blood that’s spilled
Upon the walls of this cave remind
Me of things I still need to do
I try to let go with love
Each journey their own space
Mine, protected now by the source,
Circling magic; I remain heartfelt
And sad for what’s been lost

repose

Darkness gives way to morning
As the cold ground receives
What little warmth may be headed
It’s way with the rising of the sun
And all that lives is quiet, perhaps buried
Beneath the frosty ground-
Strengthening and wizening,
And waiting for spring’s soft touch-
My heart is also in repose;
Opening and giving within the darkness
Of my deep and plentiful earth,
Waiting for a change in season
To open like soft petals upon the ground-
Growing up up up and dwelling now down
Beneath the beauty of life
Where the ancient songs are played
And where the deepest parts of me reside

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.