Expand a vision

The sun burns brightly as birds in trees sing. There is a light breeze hitting ocean shore. Sand penetrates toes to tickle and activate a dream boat on a summer afternoon. Boat echoes with a whistle to get attention. It stays off shore waiting with golden sails and mighty bow.

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The boat waits to pick you up as person on board waves with vigor.  They capture you with their smile, with their aroma on wind and with their regal bow. It’s the person you have waited for, for what seemed like a life time. Dolphins gather to escort your swimming strokes.  Soon you arrive at boat.

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He greets you warmly reaching out his hand to assist. He tells you, you look good in waters wave. Once aboard, your eyes lock and lips call. His lips melt into yours as time stops. Love sparks ensue, as energies kiss becomes fuel to make the ship take off with golden wings.

VISIONS COMPLETE, as together we fly off in harmony for evermore.


StarBG © 2017

I sing. I dream.
I dance, as the master of my own destiny
slowly drinking the elixir of life.

My voice swells bonding with breath.
My breath spirals connecting to wisdom.
The wisdom expands threading the moment.

And as I move through the gateway for harmony,
I smile. I scribe.
I write, letting my heart speak with visions

Visions that anchor, as my future becomes my own.

Word-weavers we are carefully choosing
how to entwine our visions in moment.

We curve the textured linen page
with phases that in-hanse a readers mind.  

We create loops of poetic jargon
that dances to inspire a readers eye.

And when our cloth of vellum is done,
we present our gift to all who gather
in our tapestry of words.

From purple mist your arms reach out for me.
I am a newborn in your cosmic womb.
Now we are streams of light and energy.
We watch the ancients build their mighty tombs.

When did what has no ending first begin?
A ceaseless chain of growth, collapse, rebirth.
A seed forever sown and sown again,
Will never grip its roots into the earth.

Show me the ways that I have gone astray,
And guide me with your wisdom burning bright.
When time has passed and life feels dull and grey,
Help me to find that lost and holy light.

Take care, my son, your destination nears.
Good luck explaining this one to your peers.

© Jason Comeaux (6/19/17)

A poetic mind does wish to speak,
in dead of night with stars.
They echo inside mind and dreams,
so trip I'll take to Mars.

And there my pen will rise in thoughts,
to write and write I say.
I'm so grateful to scribe in light,
and sing a special way.

You may now wonder why I go,
so far to write in heart.
That is where my poems are born,
so in my dreams, I start.

Start to echo within grand schemes,
inside a poem, I'll rhyme.
Then I wake to sit at screen.
My poems flow oh so fine.

Phases form as I do write
I make a reader scene.
So time stops as your eyes gleam,
inside my vision dream.

StarBG © 2017

I sit
in sacred
energies of light.
Breathing deep
to feel the warm sun
Expanding to awake
inside gentle breeze that showers blessings.

I bath in my own greatness,
moving in human form.
Gathering dreams to put love into action

I align with visions to bond
with Mother Natures beauty,
Father sky
and all my earth allies.

I dance, feeling empowered,
as whispers from the divine echo
to remind me I can do anything.

I rise to move in day,
graceful with the fuel of gratitude.

Gratitude, for all I am,
all I shall be, and all I meet.

StarBG © 2017

"Oh to dream in visions of gold,
inside castles visited often,
in a story I write.

Oh to live on a merry-go-round,
in breath that harbors wisdom.
in a little babies smile.

Oh to be grateful within,
to run with the wind,
to dance to my hearts song.

Oh to dream of a world,
where all live in harmony,
and heaven,
is a place on earth.

StarBG © 2017