Borderlines
of love and lust
crossovers from uncertainty
to trust
How we travel
vast countries
in search of living
We forget that taking in
is also giving
We strive to reach
and forget ourselves
our process breached
in heaven's wells
And I am drowning
in this murky sea
submerged in this place
of mystery
Sometimes darkly
Sometimes bathed in
sweet strata of light
Sometimes wrapped
closely inside
gentle tendrils
of night
All the while speaking
the language of
awareness and fire
my words heated-up silk
dripping molten desires
I throw to the winds
relics of ancient spells
conjure my heaven
to chase out the hell
Polish off the dust
and shake out my soul's fabric
air out my cells
Fill them up
with new magic
And as I continue
to break down these walls
and spin off into
the astral spheres --
I do my best to emulate
picking ripened fruit,
plucking sparks
from the cosmos
so I may live
without
fear
May 17, 2016
May 17, 2016 at 7:43 PM UTC
Borderlines
of love and lust
crossovers from uncertainty
to trust
How we travel
vast countries
in search of living
We forget that taking in
is also giving
We strive to reach
and forget ourselves
our process breached
in heaven's wells
And I am drowning
in this murky sea
submerged in this place
of mystery
Sometimes darkly
Sometimes bathed in
sweet strata of light
Sometimes wrapped
closely inside
gentle tendrils
of night
All the while speaking
the language of
awareness and fire
my words heated-up silk
dripping molten desires
I throw to the winds
relics of ancient spells
conjure my heaven
to chase out the hell
Polish off the dust
and shake out my soul's fabric
air out my cells
Fill them up
with new magic
And as I continue
to break down these walls
and spin off into
the astral spheres --
I do my best to emulate
picking ripened fruit,
plucking sparks
from the cosmos
so I may live
without
fear
