Monday, March 30, 2009

Dark and Light

I am the wooden boat,
the waters rock me steady.
When the waves hit
I let go of my oars
Universe I'm ready,
which ever space you toss me to
I will laugh in the wind
and I will get through,
the darkest of storms.
The fierce cold
cannot put the fire out in me
I am rolling and flying
moving in unison with the sea.
I have no doubt, I will survive
and see the quiet dawn breaking
over the infinite blue ocean,
I am lost in transformation;
what was raging
is now still.
What was once turbulent movement,
is now velvet translucence beneath me.
Furry and faith,
Confusion and truth,

all part of the movements of the ocean,
all part of the movements of soul.

The darkness and the light
of this journey
teach me to close my eyes
and journey into the space behind my face
where galaxy upon galaxy exists.
The wooden vessel we sail inside
will surely never sink.
Go beyond the quiet harbors in your mind,
Open sails full of wind
Forward,
Careening into peace.

The unfinished gift

The chest sits waiting
for the carpenters hands,
to finish the fine details
But time goes on
life steps in
and on the shelf
the empty chest lands.

Thursday, March 26, 2009

your eyes are wild

My heart beating in my chest
Not even thinking of you when I got dressed
I make my moves, and I live my life.
Meeting you was by total surprise,
You noticed me, and then I notice you,
I instantly knew what it felt to be true
because by no conscious thought
did I happen to find
the one perfect person
who I could proudly call mine.
The moments seem like yesterday
that we danced through the night,
so far away from here
under the wild African star light,
we are miles apart now
and I will have to wait,
for that perfect sometime,
and that special someplace
when we are together again
with love in my heart
and peace on your face
our souls become one
the time in between us was nothing
but flower scented space.
Keep me in your thoughts
and I will keep you in mine
Sooner than later this will all be a dream
as we sit on the beach
from our cups we drink wine
and remember our first meeting
when we sealed our hearts
and we promised each other
that when we dance,
it will be
forever.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Delivered

The moon illuminating the early morning urges me to be brave,
I walk alone in total faith
waiting to be saved.
I have carried the weight of confusion too long,
My body now free from chains
my heart beats steady,
I am finally ready
to deliver myself from fear.
Released back into the wild where I belong
my sight restored, my mind clear
as the night sky reflected in the quiet pond,
The music of the night softly singing its longing song
I have been born today and have died,
I gave birth to the person I will be
I read beautifully and move gracefully
Dancing through this world I'll live free.

Monday, March 9, 2009

Ah ha!

And just like that, a quiet morning of certainty opens the gateway to joy.

I am a giant jigsaw puzzle,
my pieces scattered and far.
But wait, whats this I feel?
in the center of my chest
the piece has been laid,
all of a sudden
the larger picture can be seen.
I am not condemned to brokenness
I am not forever lost
it just took some time to find my place
all along, in the center of my heart.

To those who feel disconnected,
to those who've lost all hope,
from one complicated puzzle to another,
the pieces will fit together,
the images will become clear.
Trust the hand that is working
find peace in all your parts.

Friday, March 6, 2009

where are you

How can I slip in and out of awareness while perfectly aware of my levels of awareness?
and why should a young woman like myself sit alone, incapable of reaching out to anyone?
I am angry and I am cold.

I am an old house on the side of a mountain. The sun always sets here. The shadows linger all day long as I hold firm to the ground below me. My fragile windows rattle in the wind, my insides are always uncomfortably cool. The forest surrounds me with quiet, an impenetrable fortress of silence. The sky is gray and it looks like rain. I am the lonely house in the middle of nowhere waiting for the forest fire to consume me. To take away all the years of solitude, of frustrating days of longing, and nights of restless sleep.

I am waiting for the sun to rise, until it does, I am the shadow of the unending setting of the sun.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

tonight i draw within again

Softly, my eyes close over the day.
Another step taken,
One more page in this book of evolution.
I will not rationalize
or explain my emotions.

My lows are the very depths of undefined
regions of the black black ocean.
In this way my heart can be seen as undeniably
capable of confusion, and staggering clarity.
So deep into this earth lies the beginning, and the end.

My highs, are the outer reaches of far off galaxies,
Light years away, erupting with creation and destruction
Colors not of this planet I am comprised.
Here I am the eternal vibration,
I am wonder
I am heaven.

When I seek solitude
Do not try to reach me.
I am gone away,
I have drawn within.
Trance like, I move through space and time.
Existing.
Evolving into something, and I am not sure what.

The traditions of the sun
The traditions of the moon,
To rise and fall
To shine their light for All,
is to me, what life is meant for.

But what if my light fades out,
what if I explode and burn everyone I meant to love?
What if my fear takes over and I live in a cave in darkness,
dwelling on all of my indecisions.

Profanity! Profanity! Let me scream from the top of my lungs
My disdain for stupid fake smiles,
fake friends.
fake inner peace.
fake love.
fake forgiveness.
fake conversation.
fake emotions.

I'll plant the seeds of Truth inside my soul
deep within my body.
I will water myself with my breath
until the foliage of my potential is a lush rain forest
teaming with life, overtaking my physical form.
I will be alluring as the vampire
and hold within myself the cure the world so desperately needs.

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

the flowers did fall

The flowers falling in the middle of night,
woke me gently from my sleep.
I walked down slowly still adjusting to the light
and sure enough the flowers lay.
Colors strewn across my sight,
water soaking up the floor
The sun still sleeping I pick the flowers up,
arranging them in the vase, not quite the same as before.
Then I hear the silence
that cascades around my head,
I dreamily sit and listen
to the rain that ceased to fall.
the wind is blowing slowly now
with no where else to be,
I imagine I am like the wind
Unleashed and wonderfully free.
I have no questions needing answers here
There are no magicians I am urged to seek.
We are the magic or the magician,
Guess which I am?
Our time together is getting short
The sky must lighten soon.
I will gather the stars of the night in my arms
And sing them softly to sleep.
The journey beginning again and again,
the Truth is love, and it is ours to keep.

Know your role in eternity. Infinite joy, infinite peace, infinite love.

Monday, March 2, 2009

love somewhere, sometime.

whatever it is i wish to say so eloquently, so deeply passionate that your skin blushes...
seems to already have been said. when i close my eyes i see a mouth with perfect lips searching for mine in the darkness, an embrace i remember anywhere, through lifetimes the love has been true... still i am waiting for our reunion, i cling to fragments of self i have collected and desperately try to stitch them together to make a whole person, someone with likes and dislikes, hopes and dreams. but i am none of those things, i am a creature of the star dust from the beginning and the end. existing. not watching the clock ticking on the wall with nervous anticipation of what will be. just watching. i watch the clouds streaming through the blues and greys of the changing skies, the birds floating on the invisible winds, and the currents pulsing under the surface of the blue blood of the ocean. i have nothing new to add to this life, not which has already been said or done. i realize the only originality ill ever know will be the love i risk exposing. the boldness of my love will deliver me from the confines of this meager existence of human being. i sit in the seat of 1000 petals of lotus flower, then, now, and always. i feel the distance shortening between us. the great return, i am ready.