May 2017
To be the one who takes down her walls
Swimming thru the depths of the oceans dark worlds
Whose swirls of winds swipe you off your path
Whose narrow passage ways pass you by
Who make you try and try again to get on track,
To not lose your mark,
To keep swimming in the dark
To keep barreling towards the light,
To keep swimming until the effort is out of sight
To dance with shadowy lonely corners, to air filled wonders
Wondering how evasively I hid these things,
How desperately I wanted to be two separate beings
How traitorous the path to bringing them together,
Yet how lovely a way to reunite the lovers is the desire.
How many stories have we been told,
That prove that another gives us a way in.
How many pages have written tales of loves lost kiss,
Awakening a bliss
Like none other exists.
What about the home within
Doesn’t that deserve a chance to manifest
Independent of another’s lovely kiss?
Can we be our own heroine’s amidst a journey filled with heroes?
Should we even be trying to break the mold?
Wouldn't it be easier to sit back and wait?
For the moment someone comes and brings you your fate?
Isn’t It wonderful how we may drift thru our life, not understanding the ways everything happens each night?Thursday, June 13, 2019
Isn’t the mystery why we exist? To puzzle and puzzle us each time our eyes go adrift?
To always be finding more, to encounter a wall as often as a door?
To trust in the unending depth of our well,
To know there will always be fresh waters as well
To bathe in the cloth of our silky smooth gazes
To reminisce of a life we thought was fated.
When suddenly the heart comes knocking on your chest, reminding you of your disconnectedness.
What would a world look like in which every breath,
Beat to the hum of the silent drum,
In which we listened to the harmonious, as well as the breaks or cracks of disturbance
Who lead us down a different path, one never taken before,
Whose sneaky ways lead us into a different door
Whose creaks remind us of how we’re upside down
Relating to a world we feel is just beyond
A wall. A pane of glass, a looking glass,
A glance beyond these fettered ways,
One that lets us know we’re going the right way
One that lets us come out of the dance for a moment and weep
For all of the times we could have stepped closer to the sheath,
And uncovered the veils from our eyes to see
Just how abundantly lucky we have always been.
To revel in the love constantly around us, to internalize each sound that surrounds us.
So caught up in the perfection of it all, when really we’re confused and think we’re know it all’s.
The mind cannot unwind this string, far too complex a thing.
For us, we observe we allow the string to weave thru us,
To allow it’s strands to connect beyond us
To play us, each chord, to strike our very cores
To persuade us to trust it, because we know ourselves more than anyone else ever did.
To allow the memory you carry, of your initial moment of creation, pour through your cellular DNA
To shift the way that you see every day
To acknowledge where you’ve been and where you’re going
And to find a way you want to be going.
To not blame or be angry for where you forgot to be,
But instead proud for every moment you showed up fully.
To know that the journey never ends,
Each wall only gives way to another, anyway,
To keep us in these blessed containers,
So that we may be vehicles riding on the wings of desire
May we find pleasure in this bliss, of not knowing what will tingle all of our senses,
To constantly finding our way in the dark,
Holding faith that one day,
We may see our own spark.
