Freed to Love

catwoman-wow1She wasn’t a beauty in the
perceived physical sense

But,

she was perfectly beautiful.

No, she wasn’t without flaws,

(for, none of us are)

But,
she was perfectly perfect for
the hearts made to love her
in all that she was

and,

when her eyes gazed into mine
I saw the universe through her soul and
knew without doubt she had freed my own
from its eternal quest to know true love.

~*~

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Silence

3In profound silence
I find answers
to wordless questions
and watch a string of lights
glow
around this heart on fire
revealing all its passion.

What you’ll never know
is hidden in these depths
of quiet surrender.

Today
I sipped a pleasing voice
tasted its sweetness upon my lips
as fine as wine
and wallowed in its musical cadence
flush in the warmth of
a smile to keep and, then to share.

Those empty promises fade
into the ether
of some other netherworld

And I…

I play the game of life again
to win
with reckless charm.

~*~

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A Miracle in the Making

imageToday I saw a sunset
like I’d never seen before
and a red sky at night is
a shepherds delight but…
no shepherds were needed
to gaze upon this sight.

The sun opened its mouth
across the horizon
(an amazing fete
to reach out from so far
and kiss the Earth with
passsion).

And I too was caught
in the glow
awash in all her colours!

Colours that I’ve never seen
splashed clear across
the sky……

Perhaps it was our Creators
way of saying:

” LOOK YOU ALL…..FOR HERE AM I “

~*~
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Softness of days

34928113ea4a73c3d56f455d09e68182-d41knvrFinding strength in silence
where others may find madness

I revel in its calm caress
as a lover shares
the softest kiss
the softest sigh

the softest gaze
in the softest eyes.

After the thunder
and lightening passed

a storm which left not
even a trace in
teardrops

I bathe once more in
the passion of life
and
the softness of my days.

~*~

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Photograph © Bruno Chatard

Drifting

falling-angels-feathers-bluePainting pictures in the sky
days drift
one into the other

lazily

time passes
and I too drift

carried on
thought clouds

light as a feather’s soft
tickle and caress.

Back to a place of calm
which had been all too elusive
after the last of the storm.

She is there
radiating the sun’s warmth
onto my skin
smiling at my content.

I’m not in competition
no game to win or lose
no more woe or worry
of lies or half truths.

None of it matters anymore

I go with the flow now
and simply

become the moment.

~*~

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Awakening

shhhhBe still for once and
let the silence win.

For…

it’s in pure silence that
all truth is found.

Silence of the mind

to heal, to learn, to share,
to live, to love.

In silence we can reach that place
that oh so elusive plateau called
serenity
and with serenity comes

Awakenings.

A steady flow.
A slow opening of the heart and soul
in ripples of thought which seep
through the walls we build
rising to the surface, finally
…to breathe.

In silence we are at ‘one’

Battles fought and lost
in inner rage are
gone as new enlightenment
floods the soul.

In silence we realise
the future doesn’t just belong
to those of us who dream

but…

those who believe in
their own awakening.

~**~

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The divine

SunriseRighteousnessFotoliaPure
naked
fragile

words fly on a
whispering wind

So volatile is hope
spreading
as shadows of ghosts arrive
from another place
another time.

Gathering into silent sentences
from somewhere deep
avoiding storm clouds
we attempt to
touch the divine.

~*~

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The One

1210864-bigthumbnailSpeak to me through the power
of my dreams, if you will.

Take me to the places
only you have seen and
I will follow, trusting
as a lamb, in all
good faith.

Speak to me as I make
my way on
lifes confusing paths,
and in the silent hours
where energy replenishes
the soul, I will grow
within the balance
and harmony of that
blessed glow
of light.

Speak to me that I may
learn just some of what
there is to know, and
continue to teach a child that
she too may grow wise
in living, loving
ways.

I see your face in the
stars that light the sky
and in rays which warm us
on coldest, winter days.

I hear your voice in
the wind which whistles
and blows all around the
lonely hills at times
and, feel your touch
in oceanic waves that
lap at the shores
and tranquil beaches
of my heart.

Speak to me with my
eyes wide open or
shut, it matters not.

For I hear you now
in the peace of my
soul, and the peace
of my soul knows
you are

…the One.

~*~
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Fly

1574r-21604In my dreams I can fly.
In my dreams I’m in the sky.
I don’t need any magician things
for in my dreams
I’m given wings.

Daydreams see me wide awake
…yet dreaming

Sleeping in my memories.

I am the spirit having flown
who loves the feel of flight
and delights in being
as light as the air upon
which I breathe
…and soar.

Who could ask for more
as I preen and smooth these
wings of love
loving every single moment

…that, caress of
feathered down in
my beak as I lift
and tease

sift them into perfect place.
then, satisfied

open them wide

Take off, finding instant
peace and freedom as I
soar up high above the
clouds of my discontent
then, settle down to glide
up there in the wide
blue yonder.

Still wonder why I love it?

Come with me

find freedom in
that sky

Close your eyes
and

simply….

Fly

~*~
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The Living Chain

imageIn you, there is
no sin.

You are as much a part
of this universe as I.
So…

Do not weep at your
falling precious ones.
Your beauty will never
be lost, as lovers weep
their heartfelt tears
they water you in
drops of eternal
passion.

Men tell tales that
sing praises of the
powers you hold, as
women swoon at the
sight of your beauty
to behold.

Such delicate little
petals
but yet…
So important in lifes
living chain

for…

If you had never existed
the future would be
forever changed.

~*~

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Until the last Breath

swordPeople want peace

pacifism

but to reach that
(I feel)
there will first be
a global cleansing.

I close my eyes
ask to be shown the way
resolve to solve my troubles
beginning with those
deep inside my mind.

Organised religion is
merely crowd control
the only true way is
spiritual.

Silent,
I vow to fight for the right
(aware of those invisible ties
which bind humanity)

to take up the sword of justice
for the greater good.

You fill me with courage
and strength
You, know that all my life
is all my love and,
regardless of the consequences

the fight for the
goodness in my soul and
seeking the goodness in others
will continue
until the last breath.

~*~

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This Moment

Golden SandsTurn away
but you’ll still have
all you need to look
life in the eye.

No matter how sad
no matter the sorrow

Faith will always
see me believe
it was enough
to know

and

breathe aloud to
cover the long silence

of

this moment
fallen out of time.

~*~

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Soul Kiss

flsunrise5Waking early

I opened my eyes
lazily gazed upon
original sunrise
stretched out before me
like a lovers repose.

Invisible
(imagined embrace)
I felt
the gentle swish of trees
as they danced with
undeniable excellence.

Closed sleepy lids
once more
gazed upon some
distant shore
to journeys end
where my love lies
patiently waiting.

A profound love
complete for its
surrender

which,

(even in my longing)
the seat of my
yearning embraces
this

as exquisite in its ache
as your kiss was
to the longing in
my soul.

~*~

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Other Worlds

Hope she was wearing her blue jeans
when Venus was in transit across Sol’s long gaze.

Floating outside the noise I cannot see
everything is energy.

Flashes come and go
in sparks of
giving life

and

The vacuum which breathes
sucks in all matter of
any substance into its dark.

At the atomic level
where nothing exists
…yet does
a voice says
Trust me’
(without speaking)
and that message carries
on cosmic waves
from the past
to the present and into
what has yet to be.

~*~

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The truth shall set you Free

Sometimes truth is elusive
we convince ourselves something
is right for us when, it isn’t
right for us at all

but
we hold on even though our
hearts ache from the weight
of repeating the same mistake.

Letting go of love
is the hardest lesson
I’ve learned.

The winding path
between alternate realities
is never simple
but the views are spectacular
if God lights the way
and
you really believe
the truth shall set you free.

~*~

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