…In shackles,I shall remain this way,in a state of torment,I suppose.

Who am I,I am but a worthless soul,so dejected,to gauge the worthiness of my own {and others} hearts?

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Seeing Inter-being, Now?

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In all things of nature there is something of the marvelous. ~ Aristotle

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“I’m pleasantly surprised”
he said upon arrival, long ago.
Experiencing with warmth
from Water Beings,
a sense of connection,
compassion and love.

“We are water,
surrounded by water
and as long
as there is water
our fundamental conditions
of survival & happiness
are met”, she said.

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“It’s so easy being happy
dancing harmoniously
embraced by paradise,
free from notions of selves
separate from our essence.”

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Gradually understanding
Water Being’s message,
of his own water-nature,
of  web’s connecting
all as one organism;
tangled & untangled
by perpetual impermanence.

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After unbounded summer sunshine,
so long after each last
of those drops
had vaporized
into clouds of fresh potential,
newly manifest Water Human Beings
contemplate impermanence
& inter-being among the entirety
of nature’s cycles.

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If you are a poet, you…

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‘I sat on this distant moon,the moon I am(it seems),
condemned to reside

I do wonder,as I sit here in silence
I view the fiery orb ,that which is before me
And yet I wonder…

…Is anything beyond the fire I do espie?
…I have heard (though I am sure it is a myth) that a water world,a paradise is on the other side,where life and love are such perfection!

-I dream so much of this waterworld,as I sit on my desolated moon planet,staring,just staring at the fiery orb beneath me,in my line of vision.’
~
‘From my viewpoint,I stare into the waters above me,the murk that prevents me from seeing further…

…I continue to stare,I see a rock from which I can see more,as I will be closer to the surface!

…I perch in my new viewing spot,and what do I see?
Fire? An orb perhaps?

…I stare on,and I wonder …

…What (if anything)is above?
~
…As they continue to stare,a sudden overwhelming feeling overcame them,they decided (rashly?)-To take (quite literally) a leap of faith.
-As they fell,a rush of freedom (?)
breathed through them.Yet there was something else…As he fell,aside from noticing for the first time,quite calmly,surprisingly,like a euphoria,the moment before death cannot be explained!
-As to what else was felt,a belief that something else was there,was it love?It is too late now,they thought,as a strange warmth ran through them.Inexplicable yet
again,the words were not forthcoming {to the conscious mind},so incredible it was that the time was available to have these thoughts!
…It is now the moment…the moment,when I disapear…
~
…I stare upto what I consider to be fire ,I raise myself,I wish to do so,and yet I dream {unconsciously} how am I
to go through the fire,to raise myself up to that which I do not know,I do not understand…I guess I wish for love …But how do I find it?’
-They (she?) pondered over this for a while,then…they found themself lifting! -Out of the safety did they feel approaching,yet they felt no fear! -Only a joyful feeling {of which they could not explain},did they experience,which pervaded their very
spirit!-The soul was filled in this way also(although they could not explain what this meant).
~
When of the two of them shall meet{as is their destiny},who can say,without doubt,what will happen,as all of us are affected by love in our own unique ways?

A picture frame,that is empty?

‘I stare into the bleak space,the nothingness
that is before my eyes

No matter how many years
no matter how long I stare:
nothing,
nothing can I make out.’
~
‘…I stare at the mirror,and yet only my lonely reflection do I see…

…All I can ever ‘see’ is the fact I will always be alone.’

Why can you two not ‘see’ that what is in the picture,and the reflection needed in the mirror,are but images of your respective perfect loves?
Both of their consciousnesses told them so,at the same time!
~
‘I continue to stare(as I always do so),
into the empty picture
But wait!
such beauty is in the
portrait,I do see…’

~
‘I look upon the mirror,my despair
fills me so
All of a sudden ,I make out -can it be?The love that I dreamed of all this time?
As I step through the mirror (I cannot return!),all fades to darkness…’
~
‘…As I am suddenly aware of the fact I have stepped into the painting now(I know not how this happened!),it seems my only option is to follow the
path before me,where does it lead to,I ask?
I see a field ,or should I say I find myself in one,and I see another ,(maybe they can’t explain how they got here either!)…’
~
‘It becomes present in my mind,lucid,I should say,that the closer I get to (my destiny?) the more ease of which I have command of my
own train of thought.
I can,as I draw closer,make out in the distance ,someone else who has been drawn to this place? -I can only guess at the truth of this ,as I know this not as a fact,merely a guess.’
~
‘After many hours traveling,I find myself,in a field,It is dark now,so all I can make out of the mystery
person,is their silouette,moving towards me.’
~
‘All I can see now is darkness,I should rest,but,a noise and movement makes me halt my progress suddenly…’
~
‘I find myself face to face with another,who I may say has all the qualities of the true love that I dream
of !’
~
‘And now (I guess) comes the moment when we finaly speak! I ,at last know,before me is my hearts desire,all that I have yearned for.Now we prepare to converse(I am so nervous) -We are about to speak to each other…’
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What happens next?

Avalanche

Souldier Girl



I cannot talk

There is an avalanche in my throat
It is a raging storm
Pleading an exit of eruption
I cannot run
I am chain linked to this entity
I may not pour out every sickness
That runs through my veins
And colors my eyes
But God views
The lacerated and the bruised
While you turn the lights out
And tac yourself to a frame in the wall
I am chucked into the light
With the radiation ssssting
Of a pulse so terrified she’s stuttering
The avalanche is booming
God will not make his move
The demons crawl and lurk
Why on earth
Would you choose to sprint with them
With a back turned
As I burn under the damned

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