Grace

change is gonna come
its gonna come
like the waves 
upon the sand
onto the shore
of your heart

and when it  comes
fragments of you
will be washed away
into the great expanse of blue

and some fragments of you
will be left behind
on the shore

be
like the grain of sand
that does not look for its brother
that has been washed away

the grain of sand simply "is"
it does not seek to be
anything other

so i say to you
that change is gonna come

everything
is change
we are saturated in it
there is nothing to hold on to

only fear
keeps us here
on this shore of grief

the fear that grips
and binds
and injures
us

so i say to you "let go, let go, let it be"

as the sand
lets the sea wash away its brother
let your life fall
and trust
and know

that in the falling
there is grace

there is always grace

Symphony

there is a symphony just below our feet
underneath the concrete steps
if you listen carefully
you can hear the prayer
of the city beat
underneath

sticky love

caught up

in this sticky web

that binds

us together

my hands and feet are bound

and no matter how much i bellow

from the depth of my lungs

nobody comes

and as i wrap and wrap and wrap myself in frantic panic

to escape

the sticky web wraps me tighter

emeshes me in its grip 

and i am powerless

so i say to you my love

lets stop

lets stop now

and speak the truth

maybe it is me that needs to stop

maybe you are speaking your truth

so i say to me 

i need to stop

i need to speak my truth

and my truth is

i am scared

i have invested

my love into your hands

and that can only play one way

so i say to myself now

step out

look in

see this for what it really is

it is love

of course it is love

but not the crazy sticky kinda of love

but the sweet beautiful succulent kind of love

that only grows with letting go

so i say to you my love

let me go

so i can let you go

and therefore we can be

love

please no more pulling

let us be true

for i love you

i truly do

my life is a series of events, leading me to the still point of now.  This is my creed:

My life is dedicated to the path of now.

My life is dedicated to the path of love.

My life is dedicated to the path of peace.

My life is dedicated to the path of power.

My life id dedicated to the path of light.

My life is dedicated to the path of truth.

My life is dedicated to the path of trust.

My life is dedicated to the path of growth.

ripening

inside

each one of us

is a chrysalis

it cannot be seen

it can only be felt

its contours shimmer

it crackles with light

it lives within each of us

from the moment that the stars were born

it was woven into our hearts

by unseen hands

the thread was delicately pulled

and each one of us has a slightly differing hue

the snag was caught

the ends were tied

and what was left

lay inside

until the ripening hour

of our own hearts

came

and with steady drops

from the sun and the rain

life began to grow

and expand

to the point where an explosion

shifted 

the sand

and we became the butterfly

that we were always destined to be

we had not forgotten

we have remembered

that within each one of us

is a beauty

so rare

so perfect

that angels planted it there

with a kiss

Loki

drip drop 

goes the clock

tick tock

tick tock

tick tock

creeps the mist

the fog

the smog

silently seeping into cracks

through

into the vessel

which we call "I"

it plays a merry dance

its weaves

and smiles

it loves

it knows

it tricks

it beguiles

for the clever misty fog

is the great trickster of all

Loki

the laughing god

he lays out carpets

adorned with fruit

so succulent 

that you must take one bite

"ahhhaaa" he shrieks with glee

when all falls down

on knees

and burns

for Loki is a clever soul

that winds

and wraps

eats up bliss

feeding on joy

revelling in mischief

Loki is a clever boy

a clever boy indeed

but one thing that Loki doesn't know 

is the wisdom of a woman's heart

for true wisdom cannot be won with a smile

nor embellished

nor tainted 

nor subdued

for a woman's wisdom is deeper than a canyon

deeper than the earth

of love

deeper and deeper

the woman's wisdom sits

and will not be shaken

from its root

so fly above trickster Loki

dance around

do your very very best

but know

that a wise wise wise woman

will stand 

and smile

and say

i forgive you

go free

be still

come to the heart of me and i will hold you there

for your fears cannot harm me now

for i am 

the wisest root of all

i am the mother

i am the earth

rooted and tall

with this Loki knows

there is no way to move or escape

so Loki submits

his mischief to the wind

and embraces love

Loki is encompassed in truth

transmuted

for all of time

turning

to say the words "i love you"

to watch them fall from my mouth

onto the ground

to be soaked into the earth

not making a sound

but in silent reverie

I know you heard the words

as they fell

when you turn away from me

my heart sinks

but in that silent reverie 

i know

that all is well

and that my heart is still full

and whole

and in the turning

there is beauty

there is beauty in turning because

life is turning

the sacredness of the great circle

the ever moving flow

that is never still for long

so as you turn from me now

i do not weep

for sorrow or grief

but smile with joy

for the knowing of love

and the heart that is full

for my love

is free

and never still

ribbons

one word

you took

mistook

me

for someone

someone that i am not

i am not

in all

in all i am not

for i know not

thoughts and deeds

are not the source of I

they are merely actions

speed ed from

a moving car

twisted into light

upon the rippling stream

from the suns window

we shine

but we are streams

streams upon ribbons

upon streams

of light

we are not

and never shall be 

the fears that dwell 

within the cave of remembering 

are echoes

 of light

in the ears

and in the heart

but they are not

we are not

all that is

are the ribbons that bind us to the light

of what is

cut throat world

grim bony fingers

slide around

the nape 

of the soft white folds of skin

around the heart

of innocence

innocence

a phantom

within the palm of my hand

a ghostly blip

and then 

its gone

nothing was

and nothing is

and nothing will ever be

a ghostly phantom was all

somewhere

beyond the realms

of right and wrong 

is truth

a real truth

of what is

the real truth of what is

lies not in numbers

word

action

deed

or story

but in song

a silent melody played

in strings

vibrations hanging

hovering

delicately tuned 

balance

for the heart to percieve

out 

beyond the realms of what is

is unity

the unity of thoughts

the unity of love

the unity of peace

the unity that whispers

on the wind

oh to lay down

beyond what is 

to be replenished

by the sweet nothingness

of song

 

 

 

 

 

bow

Bitter lies

told from tongues 

that knew to twist

words

like knives

the core of the apple 

lies wasted

disturbed from its sleep

by hatred

i ask you to put down the weapons of my demise

and step inside

the truth

for it holds treasures for you

as it did for me

step inside

the circle of knowing

that exists between words

between accusation

between ignorant plea

walk with knowledge

for it is wisdoms bow

softening

i closed an eye

a shutter from the darkness that fell here

long before we came into the light

before the dawn of the new age

i closed an eye

followed the winding road towards

an endless whispering

on the breath of the wind

seeds are scattered

chattering 

whispering

within the ear

each breath we are born

into a new knowing

a secret softening

opens 

its heart

home

cracked open from a shell

belonging to

the wind

my voice carries across the heather

towards 

love

whispering wind

guides me home

Sacred

You ask me what is sacred
and so i say to you
that the sacred breath is luminous
it has no shape
no contour
nothing to hold onto
or to capture

You ask me what is sacred
and i say to you
that when a leaf falls from the autumal tree
and melts into the earth
that this is sacred
that when a child smiles into your eyes
that this is sacred

You ask me what is sacred
and i say to you
that sacred is the breath between words
the silence of dawn
the alchemy of love
as it wraps us all in its wonder

you ask me what is sacred
and i say to you
go deeply inside your own heart
and know that there is more sacredness there
than can be found in the whole of the universe

we are the the ever moving flow of sacredness
just open your heart
and you will know

pale moon

forgiveness

brought us to this place

let it be heard

i rage against the torrent

the tidal waves

that we created across the sky

the horizon shines

speak truths

yet in my imploring i play the game

of old

so i say to my own heart

let go

let go of the need to conquer

the need to wield power to suit my own ends

the need to make perfection

from chaos

let go of the yearning

the tug of the heart towards pain

let go of sorrow

let it sail towards

the pale moon

and beyond

so forgiveness comes for ourselves

firstly

then extends with openess to others

there is no other way to forgive

secret knowing

the hand that i was seeking

on the dark moors of my own desire

belong to me

my own hand is the guiding light

that prevails

that stands firm amidst the chaos of the changing world

for in that perfect sphere of love

there can be no pain

pain arises from the loss of self

as it splinters into shards from loss 

but it is not by another hand that we become reborn

but by our own secret knowing

of our own hearts

thoughts for today

as we release from pain
each step becomes lighter
each step we take becomes truth

within each of us is an inextinguishable light
that illuminates the collective consciousness of what is
each one of us has the capacity to know and open to this light within us
when we sit in stillness and find the peace with us

we may accumulate clutter as we move through lifetimes
that give us the fuel to work towards our personal and collective growth
it is a honourable and courageous path to work through each emotion
each feeling of self loathing, anger, pain, loss and fear
for each one is a valuable teacher
when we recognise this

each one of us a perfect spectrum of love and light
played out amongst star systems and molecular structures
each one of us can reach beyond what we think to be true
into the deeper and more meaningful knowing

shine

stripped  bare

all of i have known is falling

away

and i am naked

before you

see the contours of my heart

as it shines

and burns

in beauty

for your heart reflects the light within mine

i stand reflected

and hold your hand

sorrow passes by

fears wash away

from the debris

we are born

anew

sun

of what i am

i am not

of whom i have been

or become

matters not

for within the evolving

i have been met

in light

and know no other form

born of grace

and whispered unto the earth

i am one

with the dream

we are dreaming

face towards the sun

keep walking on

mirror

i hurt myself today

when i told you a lie

it was spun without thought

from a mouth in the floor

forgive me 

i favoured fruit before the harvest

i welcomed illusion for it held me in its magic

for just one moment

in a solitary world

forgive myself

for deceiving

for there is no place to run

when the mirror is held

before 

me

Love

love is not ownership

it doesnt come in measures from a cup

love is freely given

from hearts that are open to the wider knowing

do not fear the darker aspects that lurk behind these walls

they are merely segments of our own souls

searching for the light

come closer to the fire

and warm your hands there

let the peace and stillness envelop 

your mind

for there is such beauty

in release

in letting go of the dark

swim in the calm cool waters that flow

within the universe

as it expands its arms

to greet you x

angel child

i waited moons

eons stretched out across the great canvas 

of starlit sky

i wrote down words 

songs of my heart

reaching out across the invisible night air

towards a distance

not yet known

i wrote down my heart

for you

to fold into yours

i dreamt amidst the smog

of the unrelenting world

the voice of blue

in its soft womb

my mother

my father

molded

into 

my own sweet 

innocence

garlands

yesterday

i wore tears as garments of hope 

around my neck

they formed in the breast of yearning

lost

amongst the ocean of my own heart

now i wear garlands 

adorned by angels

woven into the fabric of light

by our love

tears fall in each beautiful frame 

of this life 

we weave

walk with me

walk with me 

alongside the remnants of our hearts

beyond the gates on the edge of memory

walk with me

with my hand holding yours

between time

we can dance

our dream

walk with me 

in the silken web 

that spreads its sticky mess

between the contours 

of our hearts

walk with me

the miles of wonder

where we stumbled

fall hard

bruised knees on the city street

walk with me here

walk with me there

walk with me everywhere

until time unwinds 

us both

unto the mystery

walk with me

without questions

without words

without explanation

walk with me

the road is ours

Mantle

Earthly pathways
binding roots of ever green

these earthly charms
bear arms
 of golden nectar
sweet

lungs
breathe the fallow field
the untempered caress of dew

fruitful harvests conceal
bitter frosts
that came before we rose
from the bed of dreaming

walking upon the hearts mantle
upon its fiery pit
we burn
the decay of yesterdays dreams

as they burn into the night
with courageous blood we falter
stumble down the narrow winding pathways
to be re-born
anew
into the soft
day lit world of kinship

walking now in meadows sweet
each succulent creative force
in the eye of the dreamer

walking softly upon the yielding crust
of our forgiving mother
as she weeps in remembrance
of her own beauty

new dawn

the light retracted

shifted in portion towards

a new dimension of knowing

each dream played

with hues of exploded star shine

bewildering dreamers soft in their embrace of the new dawn

welcome in the knowing

meet 

the knowing with an embrace 

of equal measure

replacing yesterdays smog 

with the eloquence of truth

here in the arms of the light

Cradle

sorceress

cloak of the vale

 undressing of innocent

perfume

dreamt a whole

contortion

of the soul

between us

sandalwood love

bears fruit 

from the seat 

of our mother

as she

drips honey

onto 

into

our breath

cradling in the arms

of life

 creative cusp

of all knowledge

brimming

in waves of bliss

for the soft

kiss

dream again 

the fragrance of the sun

radiate

your axis

into being

upon this shore

of love