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 Nov 2015 Maha Salman
winter
finally, she became her own inspiration
I was thinking about things… feeling afraid to be honest

I didn’t know where I belonged anymore…
I didn’t fit into the wedges of their pie...too big, each time
And I don’t want to be alone.. Wheres my Comrades??

So I wrapped My Head around Your Arms,
and let myself be Held By Your Breath blowing through my Heart..

and suddenly it occurred to me
why I’m the Breeze that Blows between all things.. I AM
and then I realized… who can be free carving up the real-estate of the Universe!
I can’t do that!!! Thats not a Job for me.!!
I could feel that Leaping Joy Again! I must Be FREEDOM…
I’m the Aura !!
the one who creates the Filters to move between!!
I’m the Game Designer!! cause thats what this is..
a Game.. and we’re the  pac man widgets running the course

So I sent that genius-in-a-bottle-talent-scout-Company a suggestion or two..
Just this evening in fact.. they weren’t hard to find..
It was like sitting on the porch Listening to Granny from the Clampets…
dolling out the  fundamentals.. Wisdom..
What WE used to call Common Sense..

TEXAS TEA  for Goodness sake….
Already Bubbling UP! UP! UP!       JOY!!           Pure Joy Again..
You Cant Control ME!! thats why Your Afraid!!!! I’M FREEEEDOM!!!!!!!!!!!

Laughter is whats going to heal this Planet
It was the Wisdom that told me that..
Makes sense.. Pulls the toxins out of the Planet and all the people too
Thats whats holding in the Heat,
not air-conditioning Vapors from a parts store
Poisons of the Heart..Dyingness..  
Lifted UP on the Bubbles of Laughter..
The entire Planet all at Once!! A festival of JOY!!!!!
YES!!!   That could actually Work!! JOY FEST 3.0   
 (3.0…you know, not 1,or 2,  3.0…like we’ve been here a while..
as if we were actually the first Pick,
and not the last..   Wait, I was the first pick..
???????????????????????
ALL the time, God is Free,
God is Free, All the Time
I AM the Taste of a Mans Kiss upon the lips of another Man’s Mouth.
Living in the Desire of my own Life,
I lick the chrysalis from the Flesh of the Butterfly's Wing
and drop away the rhythm of an unfulfilling Heart.

Swimming Upstream in the hopes of Emerging Life, again and again,
Birthing thru the canals of struggle,
I come out PEACE.
A surprise Birth, welcomed in the Red Tent of JOY!

My Mothers witnessing,
....New to my experience
Who are you?
I hear the celebration of Joy from within my Mother’s cry's. “She’s Alive!!”
Each one of them the Willing hands that passed me along, one to the other,
Until I found the Home within Me.

Again, and Again!! "She’s Alive!!”
The Cry of Victory for a Hope that was Never Given... PURE JOY!!
So Giving, It Burns away the False desires of The Flesh
and creates a space of Welcoming unseen by all in the Passage of Life within

Held a little too tightly Now,
I am another Woman amongst Women, A miracle of Wonder...
They don’t care what I am anymore, ...or HOW I got there..
A five Legged Cow, or the Miracle of Oneness, It differs not..
A Prayer of Life, In the Passage of Death. Each woman Held by my NEW Beginning until there were no more to be had..

My Birth Mother, Kwan Yin, Who gave me Kindness.. I will Love You forever MOM..
My Second, Who Told me I was Beautiful,
Everyday..
even when I was Dying,
she held me in her prayers of Love and called to me, thru her tears..
"Re-emerge"...
My Third, who knew my Fathers transgressions...
but never spoke of them
told me daily that she Loved me, until I began to Believe in Myself..

When she saw that I could no longer walk
She still held the Voice of Possibility,
and beat me with the trunk of her Elephant self,
demanding I Rise Up and join the Herd
Knowing my walking was not just an infants gift of development
but the very requirement of Survival

And yet, I wouldn’t go to her,
preferring instead to continue for my Freedom..
calling to the Sound of Harmony within me, to rise and show
itself as G.O.D.t

Miracle of Birth... created thru me in this very Moment I have heard the Sound of my own Tribe
Living in the Covenant of a Harmonized existence
Is this the NEW Sang-ha of Light?
We think so.....!!!
Sometimes slowly, Sometimes quickly, We stood at the turning Point!
And held STRONG!!

No Voice could dissuade us from our Truth!
Each a Miracle of Temptation, more Beautiful than the next! a loving Gift, offered as a Crown of Glory within the Soul, and yet it was a lock upon the Heart of Faith to have stopped..

Rainbow of Happiness, your Door within me
We have come to the real Turning Point...
My Tribe within me Glorified Now..
Bring Me the Highest Vibration of Goodness upon the Earth..
The Wind Harp of my Being..
It is a Hope which Springs Eternity..
A Tribe which Knows ITS Godliness
A life which needs No Witnessing..
and A Heart which Lives the Vision of 10,000 Blessings !
I AM G.O.D.’s CREATION... PEACE.


K.Maloney     2015
Driving fast on the highway
I just want success to come my way
In that manner
But life isn't that simple
If it was, everything would feel reasonless
We have to earn our stripes to become zebras.
 Nov 2015 Maha Salman
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but in reality, we're only steady buildings built upon shaky foundations.
sorry if I misuse words in my poems, I'm a ******* oops.
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