a touch to a seashell spotted in my favorite thrift store. I connect to the energies casting its way through the wai of of Mar Pacificico (in Spanish and Portuguese this means “peaceful sea”. This energy supplies my spirit with a warm sensation of, home. Home, a cast of glorious light peaking its way though the lively green filled forest and mountains. I breath the crisp refreshing air of the brisk mornings the sky, carnelian.
Free your mind.
Feel your spirit
Inhale your senses.
Blind your defenses.
all the tired pretenses.
Share your soul
Wiggle your toes
as you walk.
Glide with the trees.
Giggle as you talk.
Sing with the birds.
Ignore the clock's
Be the peace
you need to rest.
Ignore the mess.
Soul release is best
when your spirit
leaves its nest.
No face -
Apart from when I need you
and then I'll start to call
You appear amidst my chanting
in all your glorious form.
Maybe you're a Michael;
a Mary or a Zeus,
You might even appear as the Lord Almighty, Jesus.
Just for me
You're a gentle mist of compassion,
You're an energy that'll help me transition
I kept wishing on stars the outcome of my future
what would it be like to know tomorrow
I kept on bragging about things I could’ve done
things I would’ve but I’m just no one
so I walked on the footsteps of a thousand souls
trying to find mine with the Grim Reaper
then I stumbled upon yours a coincidence much like any other
yet I feel like we were ordained
like the stars were set into the right alignment
that it has become akin to a dream of fate
and as I walked past by your spirit it didn’t match mine
I was too sad to walk away so I managed without a soul
. . .
Soulless to say I’m rightfully yours forever and more.
Forgive this wandering drop,
It knows not from whence it came.
Searching for reunion, seeping through the cracks.
Finding paths in the grit of texture, high and low alike.
Feeling submersed in the Abyss of Words.
Follow the collection that hath pooled in a lovers talk.
Billow in the thoughts projected from a Mothers gaze.
Lift thine eyes to the Rays cast on a dawning blaze.
Flow with the currents rage smashing against stolen days.
Jetting forward upon life's eternal ocean.
Only to find recession in syncopated order.
Intensity stricken by neglectful resistance to nature's simplicity.
Perceive a drop in a boundless sea reuniting with purpose.
Rippled in calm after the wreckage of waves forsaken to a heedless be.
I survived another day.
I will rewrite the forgotten,
before it is extinguished.
Steam in my lungs.
We ate honey in the morning,
We kiss without tiredness.
"Bathing together unites us," he said.
The guitar sounds soft.
You give me music of spirit.
I survived another day because you breathe.
kicked down the cemetery gate
and kissed the ground
the pearl moon called
of my earthly shape
among the lantern light
beneath the wheels of a chariot
in equal measure
i was remade and destroyed
i am the one
that fell from darkness
into an even greater void