Tiptoe to the Edge
life is a mystical process to return home
Thursday, October 3, 2013
Friday, March 29, 2013
Unwittingly
rains that soaked the ground beneath
and left my stringy hair and me
soggy like the trees with moss aglow
pour down now from clouds that stir
the soul
drench my small perceptions
let them grow out of deceptions
wash away my insignificant dreams
send those awakening beams
of light from Your original worlds
although incompetent to say the least
may unwittingly i be steeped
in your inundating grace
Thursday, March 28, 2013
ghost
lately i’ve been thinking
how little do i breathe
and vital connections make
because its not the outside of covers
that i take
but left outside my own door
standing in the dim
i have lost directions
and live in an indifferent whim
awaken soul emerge!
let not this ghostly shape
decide your destination
or your destiny make
Discover
Discover
you thought you were all alone in your little mind
but you discover something more sublime
submit yourself to the master within
learn to ask to do what is bid
ask for courage to carry through
allowing the desires of the Infinite to flow through
stars and moon by night sun by day
in another life
on warm evening fragrant breezes
stars would emerge in the night, soft velvety night
the moon would direct and everyone dance
sparkling glittering glowing and ever so slowly moving
by morning golden and rose colored hues
like powerful cymbals would clash
announcing the ascent of the primal sun
glorious majestic and bright
these are the tools of the astrologers trade
interpret these patterns in light
but now in this birth
the clouds overhang
and undistinguished they blight
however it be though deep within
the guardian guide and guru
tells us in darkness how to seek
a light whose beauty
will never dim
follow the sound
the directions they come
to unentangle us from this
reflective pool
and enter the plane
where angels remain
to serve and never to rule
Thursday, July 12, 2012
don't be so careless with your words
your every thought affects me
like the currents in the air
light breezes or chaffing
slaps and kisses
beware
like the currents in the air
light breezes or chaffing
slaps and kisses
beware
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
