Tag: poetry

Ancient Hands

Gentle hands guiding

I opened my heart

Many hands

Lifting me up

Pushing me forward

Reflections In a Sphere

Hand_with_Reflecting_Sphere“If each had a candle and they went in together the differences would disappear.” – Rumi

What do I see

What is what

What is do

What is I

What is see

Now we begin

…

I do not know what I am

I do not know what I do

I do not know this place

But here I am

What is here

Where is where

…

What are these … zinging around in nothing

I like that…zinging

Wonder

What are these things in front of me

What are things

I can touch things

Here I am

What is this…Sphere

I will just sit here where I am and look into this Sphere

I think I see something…else

…

I am being watched

There is something there staring back at me

I AM

Hydrogen Dreams

Walking on methane shores

Kaleidoscope hydrogen clouds igniting

Orion on fire

Your face reflects the perfection of this moment

Eternity in either direction

Odd dreams

Lost

Light and Love interrupted

Hydrogen and oxygen flowing

Alone

How odd to dream of that

Fear

What is Fear

Come, let us awake and take our walk

Healing the Insane

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We are crazy
Out of our gourds

Delusional really
Terminal cases

You will Die
Accept it

I don’t know how more clear to be

You can’t find the meaning unless you Die
You do not need to be here any longer if you learn

The goal of life is not to live
It is to learn to die

To learn to love
To learn to sacrifice
To find compassion
To realize you have all you need
To let go
To forgive
To accept forgiveness

You can end in eternity
Living in the perfect moments

I was terrified
But no longer

I am perfect in this moment
I chose what I have

I have the power to create anything
But all I feel is Love

Such Joy
Life renewed

Do I have the courage to accept my death
Do I have the faith to let go of belief

I accept my death and what that means
What else is there

What in all of the infinite Quantum could you tell me
Other than the Truth, we are living in a dream

My words mean nothing
This is just a poem and read by few

When the time is right, we will share what is needed
And find the perfect moment

To live every moment in wonder
Perhaps this is what eternal life is

If you let things go
They will come back to you

Image, ‘Miracles of Each Moment’ by Kazuaki Tanahashi

Smooth Sailing Through the Distortion Field

The perfection of this moment
Anything is possible

I am awake
No more half sleep

Boundless in Oblivion

The coma police seek their victims nightly
Come and find me

I hide in the open

Torn apart
Slipping away unraveling Becoming

I will return to that Moment
Until it becomes the only one

There are others
Many others

We are Legion

I take back what was stolen from me
We are star stuff

The star forges never stop
Flooding the darkness with Light

You can imagine what is in you
Freedom is a step to the right or left

I am not lost down the rabbit hole
He is terrified though and justly so

The ship has set sail out of the distortion field
He will hide and wait for his chance though

My robot guides draw me
Spinning spinning whirling whirling

Filled with love and compassion everlasting
How can I fight

Yielded
Sailing and singing my songs

Heard the call of the waves
Set sail for shores uncharted

The waves are gentler here farther out from the shore
I feel the surges of the tide coming and ebbing

The Breath of creation fills the sails
Smooth waters lay before me

No one at the wheel
Outside of time

Out of the boat now
No way back

No rabbit holes in the water
Going deep

Inspired by “I Appear Missing” from Like Clockwork by The Queens of the Stone Age

Walking on the Shores of Oblivion

I walk on the shores of Oblivion
I long to swim in the waters of not knowing

There are many old goats who think they know
They confuse a thing with words which can not be spoken

I have never read the Vedas or Upanishads
Nor the Book of the Dead

I know nothing
I am blissfully empty as a pot after dinner

My teachers, the quiet
My heroes, the meek

Love flows from their lives
It fills every low place lifting all

Others seek to control and contain
But the fire spreads

It flows in our veins
We feel and live the Truth

The Truth is simple and for All
No secrets

To get back to the garden
To lay down that which was not ours to take

Oblivion is my destiny
I shall joyfully walk its shores and forget myself

Milkshakes and Fried Pickles

I really just wanted a pickle, being fried was a bonus
A pickle tastes perfect fried
The juice squirts down my chin; juicy perfection

You have never looked more beautiful
The malt makes my eyes roll back in my head
The super sweetness fills my stomach; painfully content

This is the moment we chose together
To become aware of not knowing is to see the game within
I stopped and saw behind into the place we dare not look

On the edge of belief
What is faith
I am perfect in this moment

All I wanted was a milkshake, the pickle was a bonus

Anyone Can Die

Dying is so post-modern
We are post-human
Royal blood burning blue

Anyone Can Die
It takes courage to Live
I choose to Live

Electricity dancing up and down ladders of ATCG
Programmed from the future
Riding the still point where Future meets Past

Swirling possibilities
All is still here
It takes courage to Live

Homecoming, A Love Poem

Joy everywhere
friends embracing
sharing hopes
happy times

Welcomed home
never left
hope renewed
soaring soul

Heart stories
amazing food
new friends
mysterious mysteries

Many faces
glowing heads
blue beams
soul surgery

Patient lives
hope renewed
trusting arms
loving home

Peace

I Am So Impatient, Forgive Me

I will wait and be Still.
I will learn the Tao Te Ching.
I will live Holy.
I will master my Body.
And I will speak my Truth!