lost

lost in a world of egoic confusion
presence returns to shatter the illusion
reverent strength and radiant peace
the lion and lamb permit my release

eternal light resounds in my heart
knowing creator and i are never apart
for love’s healing hand i am the glove
love free, love just, love divine, love

so I walk with courage, I am not alone
for in fertile ground the seed was sown
and i gracefully cast off this iron chain
opening my heart to heaven’s reign

time defined

glowing embers stir ripples of illusion defined
tickling the sky with a dance
released up to chance
mystifying expiration appears alive in the distance

unspoken elucidation against the memories of the mind
capturing a wistful stare
a childlike glare
reflecting if life could really exist there

wind whispers across trembling fingers of the blind
lost within stillness of space
the essence of grace
falling silent as time across the tranquil surface

safe

restless hearts entwined
with fear and love divine
full of contradiction
bound to the prediction
lost and so to find
a way to ease the mind
insanity eases its hold
yet still it feels so cold
and life resumes its pace
amidst a well worn race

heart slowly burns

heart slowly burns
spirit softly yearns
poetic words arise
painting dream-filled skies
contrasting colors bold
chaotic peace, behold

a questionable fight

a questionable fight
this earthly plight
tides of afflicted emotion
resisting desired commotion
something to feel
life so real

nostalgia

moments of clarity so complete
yet laden with such heavy reflection
that at once engenders expansive joy
while equally rendering it obsolete

until sunrays resume their heavenly embrace
illuminating a world of tired hearts
longing for this nostalgia unnamed
to awaken Life in this earthly place

and bodies will revel in warmth on skin
experiencing a deep love manifest
as holy intervention invigorates sleeping minds
allowing peace to extend outward from within

just love

a love implying action
never bowing to complacency
a love released from expectations, obligations
free to explore, to be

a love consumed with infinite passion
equally received and openly given
a love that reflects spirit’s beauty
as it exists only in this present heaven

this angel

standing on the precipice
of two worlds divided
this angel spreads her wings
still somehow undecided

envisioning the trail
she is being led to create
yet resistant to ascend from this solid ground
wrestling with what she knows is her fate

reflecting back on this path
well-worn and secure
to remain on it would mean retreat
but inner desire calls for something more

so she hovers at the edge of the abyss
while awaiting flight ever so patiently
for in time she will be guided
universe expanding before her triumphantly

rock and roll

energy heightens in anticipation
thunder erupts as darkness descends
and lightening reveals the melodic creation

i close my eyes and i am intensely alone
absorbing this steady pulsing cadence
body moving rhythmically as if on its own

melting into this sonorous embrace
fire devours my heart causing spirit to rise
transforming the boundaries of this time and space

and i explode with presence so alive
grasping onto this moment as it becomes
the dimension within which i am able to revive

to feel

cool moist droplets burst onto my face
on a mission from the night sky
like a lover’s kiss raining down on me
as i become present within this space

breath rushes in and spirals out
refreshing tingle of frigid air
signals its presence on my cheeks
and this moment is mine without a doubt

i am flying and it feels so good to feel
earth pulls, tugs, commands me downward
consumed by wet grass and rough leaves
waves of sensation causing me to reel

heavenly raindrops mingle with warm tears
while passionate lament gives rise
to joyous ecstatic release and
the deluge continues as i contemplate these years

and suddenly i am filled with the awareness of love
not two extremes to balance out but
souls actively participating in life’s intensity
energy expanding, extending into the universe above

a perfect storm

energies dance to the rhythm of one
knowing the journey has already begun
in exhilarating hesitations this boat must partake
as the wind takes hold of this once placid lake

a storm’s intense fury of swell and surge
holds no regard for alleviating the urge
and this boat is left to rock in torment
as it is held captive for an eternal moment

pulls and tugs and gasping for air
as turbulence consumes without time to prepare
and all it can do is let go its sails
holding on for the ride and all it entails