Trickling with gravity,
The route of least resistance,
Carving worldly magnificence,
Laying memories of times before,
Releasing energy into lore
Swirling currents into contraction,
A mirror for the world,
Greater as unfurled
Swathes, stillness plain,
Flowing to effervescent planes,
Rings around rungs,
Three being fun.
Dim lights blend into the background. A cascading cacophony creates to serve a taste of velvet. In and over, the day’s tone follows a rotation, glimpsing sweet victory. Faint reflections, glancing from the corners of their eyes, sparkling and noticing the vibrance within.
The golden light cascades forward,
Creating a moment of fleeting tranquility.
The space created is sacred and pure,
Interrupted by the noise
and thunder of life passing by.
The shining light
like a watchful gaze
allows dancing shadows and reflections.
Figures and stories exist in the alcoves,
Contemplating the pattern.
Here we sit and walk
as silent music waits in the background.
Clear away storms
Growing from the center within
Gently fighting for self
Source of pure energy
Burns away the unwelcome presence
Separate and dispassionate,
Rationally and consistently being,
Allowing and permitting repetition,
With no reactionary change.
Set a new intention outside of the pattern,
Freedom is found by invitation,
Be above and within to embrace change,
Denial only strengthens the challenge.
The hardest journey to walk
is the one that leads from within
to do is easy
to move is natural
to find love in everything is divine
Life was presented as a challenge,
rising with the ebbs and flows of joy
Love is always there to be sought,
no matter the slaps and pain,
no matter the rise and fall.
Allow others the opportunity to make amends
seek forgiveness for our own trespasses
Find the path with love, discomfort and no pain
for this life is a gift.
there is no more pure expression of self
belonging to ourselves first and foremost
who is chosen, matters as much the act
it can be an expression of self love
without loving the other side, it will be less
seeking the whole expression is beautiful
some have been taken without consent
it robs the self of identity and meaning
there is always a path to true love
I am beautiful
I am kind
I am a sensual creature
I deserve love
say it again, and out loud
Feel what’s there and notice what’s gone,
Release the past, release the old to let it all drift,
Buried under layers of emotions and sensations,
Separate what was from what is,
Buried in snow drifts,
Deep in the forest,
They float on,
As spirits without a home.
They never leave,
Watching and yearning,
Dreaming of a release,
They scratch at their cage.
Forsaken parts of ourselves,
Releasing them releases us.
Our reflections look at us,
With our own eyes.
Duality is a beautiful thing,
A reflection reveals itself to itself.
The light of consciousness envelops,
The dark of subconscious obscures,
There is always light to balance out the dark.
Within the darkness of ourselves,
Reside the ghosts of unfelt emotions & thoughts,
Who become stronger with time and repression.
Acceptance and love relaxes us into who we are,
Tension and denial will only turn ghosts into demons.