Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
I stand with roots deep into my mother
With branches out stretching towards my father
And Light from the rising sun reflecting within my eyes.

Machi curing, Machi healing,
I sing your song. I feel your love.
Mi Pachamama
So full of love
Your flow of life, ever flowing
Your river of sound, ever singing
Your stream of light, forever shinning.
How can I ever cry when I am within your arms?

Arising with the warming sun
Flowing through the air on the breath of her winds
So softly the clouds release her love
As they are caressed by the tops of her mountains.

Her waters of love flowing…
Trickling down onto the forest
Gathering into the brooklets,
Streams, riverlets, and rivers
Satisfying the thirst of all her creations.

The sound of pan flutes filling my ears
The dance of chi coursing through
Even this body, this gift, this flesh.
Singing her lullaby
Embracing & soothing this tired soul.
Softly the winds bring the colors
Of her song into my beating heart.

Machi soothing
Machi healing. Machi Curing
Machi, singing me well with Her love
Mi Pacha Mama , so full of love
Your flow of life, ever flowing
Your river of sound, ever singing
Your stream of light, forever shinning.
How can I ever cry when I am within your arms?

Healing, Soothing, Curing, Love
I sing your song. I sing your love
Mi Pacha Mama…
We are each born and sustained by elements of the earth. We are born from the earth that gathered within our mother's wombs and sustained by the plants, airs, water, minerals, and the warm life giving rays of the sun. One day we will give our body back to the earth as our spirits soar towards the heavens of our Father in Heaven and Mother Earth  reside.
hazem al jaber Jul 2018
Allow me angel ...



My sweet female ...

are you an angel ...
that we heard about ...
who lives there ...
there above all skies ...
between moon and stars ...
as in an old stories ...
wrote in all lover's books ...
are you that angel ...
yes sweetheart ...
you are the angel ...
whom i always dream about ...
saw you with every dream ...
dressed that pure while dress ...

yes you are ...
you are my female ...
whom is the angel ...
fell down only for me ...
to me the love to my heart ...

please get more close ...
allow me just ...
to keep looking at you ...
to stand with no word ...
with no move ...
in front of your eyes ...
to link with my eyes ...
and my heart ...
this beauteous ...
which i never ever see before ...

allow me sweetheart ...
to irrigate my heart ...
with this blood ...
which it's you ...

o my female ...
allow me ...
to keep looking at you ...
till the last breath ...
to die while i'm with you ...
to be the only lover ...
who dead because of you ...

oh sweetheart ...
o habibati ...
get more close ...
don't run away from my desires ...
just wanna to keep looking at you ...

love you ...

hazem al ...
Arcassin B Jul 2018
By Arcassin Burnham


The She-angel that could make me sing out
My feelings to submission breaking
Down the walls where my heart resides,
Painting pictures in my pineal allowing
Me to give in with no sure measure of
Deceit,
She-angel listens to my words and even now it still it amazes my soul,
Jumping for joy and not in fear of being
Left behind,
Her accent gives me chills in the most
beautiful axis,
The world was never ready for you my angel,
I will walk to the ends of the earth with nothing to live for with a pockets of hopes that faded away in the fire where my trust got extinguished,
But with you my angel everything revived itself, I Thank you for that.
©abpoetry2018

http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2018/07/she-angel.html
vanessa ann Jun 2018
i suppose i'm quite selfish
for having imposed to you
this idea of you
i've created in my mind

i suppose i'm quite guilty too
for having put this burden
of perfection
on your imperfect shoulders

but really,
i do not wish to love you
the way gatsby loved daisy
((as if you were anything more
than what you truly are))

so please,
come to me,
and allow me to love you,
as what you are
((and nothing more than that))
to yjh.

there's this part of me who sees you as something grander than what you really are, and another part of me who recognizes that and protests against it. but the truth is that i want to know you in a much deeper sense, so that i could remove this guilt of the probability of me loving not you, but rather, the idea of you.
Leila Valencia Apr 2018
The night came like to the woman in white like thunder, but it was unlike any dream she had ever seen before.

Nothing could compare to this. Nothing could compare to this scale, this intense freedom.
She kept running
She walked into a kind looking abyss

And still there was a new way of living that tore her away.
From her current reality

What a dream she thought, what a confusing, chaotic dream.

Losing and finding it all
at - once -

She looked up
Wiped the tears and sweat


A thought caught her by surprise,


This is magical beyond all desires.
Just allow change because change can sometimes be incredible.
Jessie Schwartz Feb 2018
Anew  by…Jessie


Dawn of day’s…future days; the sun has shown
Emerge… shake off what scab still remains and wipe the sleep from your eyes
Stand tall; allow the encrusted quagmire to flake from your body
Resurrect; cleanse yourself in the acceptance of a rejuvenated self
Drink from the cup of prospect; fill your belly with optimism
Clothe yourself in skin more fitting, one that dose not reflect the scars of battles past
Stand out from the shadows, walk into the light, and immerse yourself in what is today
Yesterday was yesterday and is forgotten; tomorrow is waiting to be written
Breath in the possibilities, ink the quill and begin to write
handsinspace Jan 2018
There is no controlling life.

Try corralling a lightning bolt,

containing a tornado.  Dam a

stream and it will create a new

channel.  Resist, and the tide

will sweep you off your feet.

Allow, and grace will carry

you to higher ground.  The only

safety lies in letting it all in –

the wild and the weak; fear,

fantasies, failures and success.

When loss rips off the doors of

the heart, or sadness veils your

vision with despair, practice

becomes simply bearing the truth.

In the choice to let go of your

known way of being, the whole

world is revealed to your new eyes.
ohellobeautiful Nov 2017
(You)
are allowed
to (take) up room
just like all of the flowers
do as they (bloom) you shine
just like the moon
You are
a
wish
(from) so afar
a hope that’s floating
in (each) jar that makes its
way (down) many seas;
You’re every hot
(day)’s helpful
breeze
so
(if)
(You)
(forget) all You
are recall that (You)
are made of stars and how
sometimes they can’t (shine)
bright, not (with) our man-made
city (Light)s; Your view of Love
may feel so dark (at)
(times) but all
will heal
yes all
is
fine
so
(please)
know that
You're not alone with
cells in You that (call) you
home and every human feels
You too; You are not just (on)e single
"You" no, You are a part of (the)
(collective) - nothing in
(You) is defective
all You
(feel)
is
just
subjective
try (Your) best to be
selective in your everyday
perspective untold (power)
rests in You ~ the earth
shifts (from) each of
(Your) grooves
& when You
(cry) it
sings
a
tune; a
song (of)
(Love) that fills
each room and if
(You) can’t sing right
on key please (do) not
take it personally, this
does not (matter) to the
trees (You) grant their
hopeful Wish to
(breathe); the
ocean’s
roar
will set
You free
(and) i will join You
hastefully (i)n this new plea
as it is (hear)d from every
sea (you)r wounds
scar perfect;
s o o n
you'll
see
You take bloom on each down day. if You forget you shine with light at times, please call on the collective You. feel Your power from Your cry of Love. YOU DO MATTER. You breathe and i feel You.
Next page