Star Tripping

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In star spanned dreams I ventured

Through time and space unending

No point of reference I saw offered

For time existed no more

And distance was beyond measure

How small my being and unknown

Until next I was present in all

Consciousness spanned and joined

With all stars, galaxies and universes

The atoms of my being ceased to be

And were dispersed through infinity

Their true home, boundless

Spread through the vastness

Yet condensed to the singularity

Of one knowing point of existence

And in the majesty of all,

Looking back towards me

As a reflection, I saw your face

So we created existence, you and I

Together with all sentient beings

Through the desire of thought

And we gloried in the structure

Of a creation built of love.

Heart Music

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When the beloved calls

The song in the heart

Is he Song of Songs

The ancient vibration

Of cosmic love

The sound of eternity

 

When the beloved calls

A vibration so fine

Dissolves all matter

To its true reality

Which is the non-existent

Ephemeral product of mind

 

When the beloved calls

Only the frequency

That binds energy

To itself in structure

Appears as solid form

Tremors in the matrix

 

When the beloved calls

The pull in the heart

Is the knowing of life

Immortal, never formed

Never ending, bound

In one unifying awareness

 

When the beloved calls

The union is seen

Vibrations in harmony

Nothing more is present

The meeting of souls

With the music of the spheres

The Healer

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We knew not from where he came

perhaps out of the air itself

To those who had the sight

his hands, old and wizened

glowed with an aura of azure blue

as did his shoeless feet while

golden light adorned his head

and within eyes dark and fathomless

shone the light of a thousand stars

 

For many days he dwelt among us

He partook not of water nor wine

neither consumed our food

but lived by unseen energy

He taught us to feel the power

through our heads and feet and hands

that one day we may be like him

Free in body and mind, sustained by air.

 

He tended our sickness with care

and made us whole once more

He gave to us his wisdom

To eat not of animal, fowl or fish

those creatures you should love

But be content to consume

those that have no eyes to see

the vegetation, seed and fruit

 

For these beings are your friends too

but created from the beginning

to work with you in harmony

sustaining your body matter

even the smallest atoms of your being

of those parts you have yet no knowledge

To nurture, protect and fortify

against all malevolence and disease.

 

But be sure, he said, with stern eye

that you follow the Mother’s way

Then she will care for you always

Her wellbeing is yours also

Only by human hand and love

should your food be grown

not touched by machine or denaturised

nor adulterated with unnatural substance

 

We grew strong in vibrancy and health

Of those remaining with dis-ease

he laid upon them his hands

telling them to know the source

That he was a mere catalyst

the power to heal came forth

from themselves, from within

And they understood and were cured

 

We were saddened at the parting time

But he told that we had been together

since the beginning of time, grieve not.

There is no separation, we are one

together with the earth and cosmos

Then his body began to fade

leaving only his light which soon

dissolved back from whence it came

 

I write this, millennia later, remembering,

and bearing witness in dismay to the follies

as we have lost our way and turned

away from the Mother in greed

Endemic sickness abounds where Instead

we should be free from the distraction

of frail bodies and their maladies

To raise our souls to our higher purpose

 

And so the beacon shines once again

calling the true healers to come forth

to rebuild the garden of life

to purge the darkness from this world

to make well the ills we have caused

for we have made them ourselves

Cleanse the Mother and her children will follow

ageless, strong in spirit, body and mind.

The Waiting

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She holds him

in her mind

the ecstasy

of what is to come

She plays her hair

twists and teases

emulating his touch

and imagines

in anticipation

 

Her body pulsates

with desire

warm, erotic

yearning to feel

her lover

His arms holding

tight, protecting

his fingers roaming

to secret places

 

She waits

dreams his touch

of caresses longed for

upon her soft, milky skin

She tastes the memory

of the time before

and impatient

her juices flow

How long can she wait?

 

She knows

he can see to her soul

 nothing is hidden

 He approaches

 the promise of love

shining in dark eyes

Naked before her

the dream ascends

in wonder and delight.

The Road

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The endless road

   Winding

                         Twisting

                                                                    Junctions of doubt

 

                                                        Eons of time

                           Paths trod

                                                                   In success

                                                        And in failure

 

                                                        Never tiring

         Searching

                         Questing

                                                              Believing in one

 

                                                                 Shadows and light

                        Beckoning

     Misleading

                                                    Trials of the soul

 

                                                    Until one light

Bright

                    Loving

                                                             Raises the heart

 

                                                               The journey’s end

                      Delight

of spirit

                                                    The road led to you!

Love in Ten Sentences

The Sea of Love

Love, the boundless sea

Love, the unstoppable tsunami
the surging undertow, love

Love, the ocean storm
the peaceful calm, love

Love, the pull of tide
the unfathomable deep, love

Love, infinite pure energy
life abundant in love

Love, the boundless sea

Unconditional love really exists in each of us. It is part of our deep inner being. It is not so much an active emotion as a state of being. It’s not ‘I love you’ for this or that reason, not ‘I love you if you love me.’ It’s love for no reason, love without an object.
Ram Dass

This post is in response to a challenge from my friend Brad over at writing to freedom where you can see his own lovely poem. The game is to write a poem about love, in ten lines or sentences, of 4 words each, and each line must include the word ‘love’. Then include a favourite quote about love and finally nominate up to ten other bloggers to the same challenge. So here are the friends I challenge;

Nimmi at  soul mate’s – so near, yet so far

siren song at siren whispers

Val at find your middle ground

sable swan at sable swan’s poetry & prose

Dorinda at Night Owl Poetry

M. Alden at Nascent Stars

Michelle at POEMdemonium

BB at Beat, Measure, Rhyme

Vonita at Passion through Poetry

Have a go and see what you come up with, no pressure! Play along if you if you like, no worries otherwise 🙂

Spaces of Eternity

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Does the green field grow old?

Never under skies of azure blue

But in minds suffused with grey

Seeing not the grace of being

In time standing still to dwell

Upon the moment, feeling.

 

Lost in the spaces between trees

The beauty of vacancy, emptiness

Yet In which lies the truth of being

For it is in the pause of void

That sight opens outwards

Beyond the illusion of mind

 

See the interval beckoning

The parting between each blade of grass

The silence after birdsong before the storm

Even here in tumult the heart beats

Spaces between breaths

Mark the cessation of time

 

Pause and feel the pulse of life

Each atom, each star, waiting

For consciousness to arise

In the realm of understanding

Between mind and matter

Knowing, aware of stasis

 

Does the green field grow old?

Now answer to the blue sky

It does not age when the eye closes

And true vision opens, as witness

To creation from beginning to end

For in the beginning, I am.

Passion and Obsession

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Passion and Obsession

 

She stands on a pedestal

at the centre of his world

a shining light of love

adored; his beloved.

 

She feels his breath

close, touching her neck

tiny, silken hairs bristle

to attention, tingling.

 

His arms enfold her body

the curves of pleasure

a playground for his hands

a delight to his eyes

 

She sighs, such tenderness

he rises, firm and strong

she aches for his passion

he promises heaven

 

His mind races, a turmoil

of desire, yet more

of obsession, she devours

his being, pulses racing, both

 

Lips linger, limbs entwine

she possesses him

draws him in to her flesh

warm, moist, loving, imprisoning

 

Consumed in the moment he is lost

such yearning, endless

to be without her, the thought

casts a shadow in his heart

 

He lives as if life must be her

always, to see her, to touch

her soul with his essence

his passion and obsession

 

The passion of divine love

soul touching soul

the obsession of desire

pleading for eternity

 

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