silence takes on a whole new meaning when peace is won for the battle of all I never viewed my life as a competition though now I see why this word and its notions exist my reward lies in my soul’s shamelessness t h e sensations emitted & m y demeanor o f provisions is…
Tag: Poems
Optical Garden
Gotta get over who’s right and who’s wrong Dig past the fret and pull forth a set of new fiber opticals
A Reminder, A Romancer
The fragrance dim and pale Once a recent red The aroma of the memory Dances in our head Its glory was its virtue Its virtue was a song Carrying the world along For all to join in song
My Sun-Mate Sojourns
I hold stake in a dream state Knowing I’m a vision altered state I am dust in the wind I am dust not this skin I co-commune with orbs and kin I’m a vessel skeptical with much within I am un-weighted in these chains of gravity I will seek in forms of velocity Ever forgoing…
Drawing The Knot Of Ties In The Mystic Fields
we never know what it takes what we bring that soon creates a shift in self to market fate that ties all knots to reinstate cosmically connected within our frame, we’re all the same we feel their pain, as life heals the heart of man, we understand
A Cycle, An Inner Cycle, A Study Of Unity
here in the bright Awakening of a soul’s delight I am truer to myself, what is exposed is a birthrite the image of the Goddess transcended through I the power of communion descended with fire the union of deliverance inscripted in time awakens all souls to the crevasse of Light
Eagle Eye Locked On Sight
Let unbound wisdom expel from this heat Let it burn a whole to my head from my seat In my sleep is where I catch a fire to fly Cerebral cortex, eagles dancing in the sky
Nature’s Framework
My innerwork content All the Bliss of what scars us remains Lose myself in the service of soul Lost it may, my limit is blown Along with my mind What inspired this line Was a manifold chime Resulting in rhyme
Please Free Out The Damp Closet As I Want Madness
lightyears away from the norm escaping the depths of the shallow swarm bleeding amongst the stagnant few who still hold true what’s in tune all these people are soulless… where’s the solace? photo people, could you please photo shop
You And Me Were Silent Writing In Matrimony
I have this limit I have this crazy limit God a soul train vision to the shelter of wisdom I was passionate with my dreams and them being filled Billing the epiphany that led the Will God said I harvest you pleasing the fact you choose to interact You light my map amidst the gap…
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