Sunday, 11 March 2012

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

Friday, 9 March 2012

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

Thursday, 8 March 2012

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

Tuesday, 6 March 2012

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