Spirit has been waiting for me.
She dances around playfully
with her all-knowing look.
"Glad you decided to stop by,"
she says,
"Now, are you ready
to wake back up
and pay attention?"
Monday, January 2, 2012
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Calling Forth
I am being called forth
just outside my reach.
You, Spirit, are waiting
for me.
And I,
I can see you in the distance
through the clouded veils
of my own perceptions.
just outside my reach.
You, Spirit, are waiting
for me.
And I,
I can see you in the distance
through the clouded veils
of my own perceptions.
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
What Can I Say?
Staring at this blank page,
I wonder what I want to say.
What' that thought
or image
rattling around inside?
What is ready to release.....
I wonder what I want to say.
What' that thought
or image
rattling around inside?
What is ready to release.....
Friday, October 28, 2011
On the Eve of Magic
I am the change.
I am the change.
Crap.
I guess that means that I have to
get off my ass
and do something about it.
I am the change.
Crap.
I guess that means that I have to
get off my ass
and do something about it.
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Aphorodite's Toes
a poem of devotion to love & beauty.
I kissed the toes of Aphrodite,
her sweet scent of rose
filling my nostrils as my lips
touch her soft skin.
I bow down in surrendered devotion,
that this Goddess
may open my heart
to the love I seek.
I kissed the toes of Aphrodite,
her sweet scent of rose
filling my nostrils as my lips
touch her soft skin.
I bow down in surrendered devotion,
that this Goddess
may open my heart
to the love I seek.
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