Wednesday, 5 July 2017

An Unceasing Fire, Moonlit Eyes

As I lay on a soft white rock
Breathing slow, real slow
taking in all the many shades of green, trees older than me 
They were lost in a sway 
And they seemed to be calling me, closer 
We began to waltz 

As I lay on a soft white rock,
The forest smelt sweet, 
all the leaves giggled at me, shimmering with the breeze 
Each tree has a tale to tell
Listen, 

Each tree has a heartbeat and breathes,
I could tell you that of certain, 
They breathed with me,
I felt the branches rise and fall , as did the air in my lungs  


Was it you? Beautiful one, to leave me with such a sorrow 
For now all i see, is the lonesome corners of a deep green forest 
Did you know? The trees ,  see me and they see you through me 
As though you might be forever embedded in every atom within me

By staying in peace and connection with the truth and the original spirit we bridge the gaps and heal the confusion. All one can do is keep working with the ideas to get more knowledge. No humans a…

Shards of glass couldn't bleed me dry of your essence coiling and recoiling inside 
Your hand on my face, was all but a touch of grace 
It leaves an invisible trace 
Like lines of wounded poetry 


Silently Resonates 
The everlasting hunger 

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Behind my eyes, An expanding universe resides
An infinity pool of frequencies
I watch as they come closer and engulf me
And I am all but a floating vibration of energy
Revealing a sea of stars under the snowy flesh
 cracks widen, oozing moonlight



Behind my eyes, between dark & light
A waterfall of white light subsides
The Pain of losing you
Diamond Rain pushes me through
As the lotus releases her serene scent
She blooms and I Erupt
Into atoms of Light
I forgot what i was going to say

You. If you wander alone in the forests,
Bend down and smell the wild lily
For she would whisper to you
A song without words
And you may feel a little closer to me

For I made a evergreen tune for you
With all of the heavenly elements
As you deserve nothing less
than a  milky way of bleeding stars

I choose to kiss you in the wind, for the wind is gentler than my lips

I choose to hold you in my dreams, for in my dreams, 
You have no end ~




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