A wrap of woven words to warm you.
15 March 2012
we arrived alone
each one answering spirit’s call
each a mirror reflecting spirit in the other
we left all one
7 April 2011
Heartwords
a life lived
births a world of feelings
which lie nestled in the heart pulsing passion
steadily it knows how to move strong and true
to the waiting station of thought
where it boards the express train
hurtling down seemingly endless lines
until finally the journey ends
and there
heartwords disembark
into the open arms of life’s blank pages
ready to begin
a new journey
31 May 2011
Spiralling
circling
spinning earthwards
i feel the thrust and push of a monstrous weight
leaning down on me
spiralling
swirling skywards
i feel the pull and tear of an obsessive grip
flinging me into the nothingness of air
spinning into the unknown
I cannot tell the shape of my ins or out
is this free falling
is this free flying
i do not know
do I have to know
all I know is
I am spiralling
falling in on myself
breaking walls
exhaling putrid air
I am spiralling
flying out of myself
touching crystal atmospheres
inhaling a new born oxygen
I now know that spirals have four directions
up and down
in and out
I am learning to receive
7 June 2011
love comes
moving swiftly
through a sky of open hearts
through a mist of exhaled sighs
floating effortlessly
on a sea of sacred words
through a mist of incensed prayers
love comes
whispering
a gift of healing
in your ear
12 May 2011
full moon smile
on this road of quiet introspection
where the physical plays shadow to my emotional interior
mindfully i tread each step with careful deliberation
the art of walking requires a brave foot, a dancing heart
and eyes that know the full moon smile of self love
April 11, 2011
Immersed in sea
As I immerse myself in a sea of sadness
The stone people stand still
And watch me from the shore
I only know how to sink right now
April 7, 2011
And so we dance
and so we dance
arms stretched high
fingertips touching the ceiling of sky
calling up a tidal wave of smiles
dispelling the tension of our worn out faces
washing worry away
and so we dance
painting the walls with liquid laughter
and the heady sweat of letting go
psyches transformed like floating ribbons
flashing purple red green and gold
and so we dance
eyes closed in blissful reverie
addicts high on the I-feel-good twin opiates
rhythm and melody
we dance a passion, a dream
a hunger, a joy
we dance a loss, an anger
a wish, a need
but mostly, yes mostly we dance a joy
and so we dance
the dance of trees
limbs flailing reach extending
wild and wanton with orgasmic abandon
forever held
forever lead
by the master wind’s hand
pushing in
pulling out
firmly holding the damp give of our back
and so we dance
we glide
we flow
we hold on
we let go
we let go
we jive
we gyrate
we shimmy
we shake
we keep moving
to know
that we are alive
yes we dance to know
that we are dancers
encircling our own destiny
and so we dance
April 6, 2011
The quiet
the quiet sits with me each night
breathes beside me
breathes inside me
exhales words that mark a page
March 30, 2011
Looking in
rain inside the world
me inside the room
each of us looking in
through the veil of window
March 10, 2011
There is a holiness
there is a holiness
in leaf’s instinctive turning
to the loving gaze of the sun
there is a holiness
in seasons’ knowing
that change will always come
there is a holiness
in oceans’ trusting
of taking in and letting go
there is a holiness
in the planets circling
the seamless dance of endless flow
there is a holiness
in the reach and stretch
of this fragile resilient skin
holding body mind and spirit
from without and from within
there is a holiness
a silent sage
leading with compassion as the guide
there is a holiness
a language born into
that only speaks true north inside
there is a holiness
in the heart’s exquisite call response
to the ancient drummer’s time
there is a holiness
a luminous skein connecting
each perfectly sculpted bead of being sublime
there is a holiness
a sacred bell resounding
whose call we can block out
but never ignore
there is a holiness
patiently waiting
outside every open or shut door
no need for fear or wariness
it asks nothing of you
it simply comes to tell you this
there is a holiness
June 23, 2010
Incomparable
my heart is filled with a thousand stars that will not sleep tonight
their song of praise
ricochets
against the black board of sky
piercing holes through which the light shines
showering crystal words that fall like holy water
washing me
cleansing me
reminding me
that i am
i am incomparable
robust words like loyal friends
collect my broken limbs
and gently bind me whole again
wrapping me
cushioning me
in soft cotton bandages
forming me anew
making me magnificent
warrior words
swift like arrows
hit their mark bulls-eye
severing the ties of lies
that bound me to the untruth
that i am not worthy
words like diamonds
sharp as blades
cut deep at the tangled roots of my fear
releasing an ancient well of tears
which surge and gush and push and roar
forming pools
in the black holes of my eyes
they overflow their banks
they spill their guts
their echoes rise into the sky
like birds they fly
then fall and fall
down my cheeks
burning rivers
as my heart reconnects
and speaks its forgotten language
remembering the sweetness of my soul’s mother tongue
burning rivers down my cheeks
as my heart renews it’s ancient knowing
reclaiming the truth of my noble belonging
burning rivers down my cheeks
as my heart returns to the sacred hearth
calling back my spirit
calling back my spirit
calling back the essence of my name
i breathe in your blessed words
i heal in the balm of your haloed words
they fire the passion that rides
the blood red rivers of my burning veins
and just like that my heart cracks open
shedding that desperate unknowing skin
revealing a timeless and tireless heart that boldly beats anew
murmuring
whispering
chanting
praying
i am incomparable
i am incomparable
rising swiftly it proudly stands
a giant astride a mountaintop
clear in its conviction
absolute in its affirmation
proclaiming simply this
i am incomparable
and the smiles of a thousand suns shine in my eyes
yes the smiles of a thousand suns shine in my eyes
look what you’ve done
look what you’ve done
NOTE:I wrote this poem after watching the poets Anis Mojgani and D’bi Young perform their poems. Both are powerful performers who strongly advocate the importance of remembering our true essence, that we are born powerful and gifted beyond imagination. As we grow older doubt settles in undermining our belief in our self value and worth and we forget the legacy of our birthright. But thankfully we have guides who come to remind us who we are. All we need to do is listen and remember. Anis and D’bi did this for me. They inspired and helped me see myself again and for this I am deeply grateful.
