Rise of the blood moon
I wake at 11:11
Then again at 12:12
I watch the solar eclipse at night
A burning sphere in the sky
Raging red at first
Then red is eaten by a blinding light
Illuminating clouds of silver haze
I stay on the rooftop for hours
Chin tilted to the stars
Feeling myself align
With the cosmos, space and time
Breathing deep and tuning in
To the Universe I am made of
I reflect, I am present, I dream
As the blood moon slowly turns
In its final minutes I sing
In a whisper of a voice
A lullaby for the moon
And feel our souls intertwine
Night becomes morning
I wake to my love
Our sensitive spirits merge
Our bodies become one
Slowly, slowly
Like the solar eclipse
I am reborn
Jun 19, 2019
Jun 19, 2019 at 12:06 AM UTC
I enter my own bubble
It lets me see the world with love
Spread my wings like a white dove
And soar above the seas
We make our own reality
Perhaps I am naïve
But, I love our world
With an untainted purity
I am a little green
Jun 17, 2019
Jun 17, 2019 at 2:43 AM UTC
Long ago
They had me think
That life
Was a straight line
A set of steps
That someone made
School, job
Marry, child
Now the possibilities
In this glorious world
Have exploded
In my mind
Many ways
To live on Earth
Many ways
To use our time
One day
We will be nothing
But the history
Of human-kind
So, each moment
We get to live
I find
Stupendously sublime
Jun 16, 2019
Jun 16, 2019 at 6:35 AM UTC