Onto the bandwagon of life I jump
to celebrate self,
as I revel in my own journey.

Music plays of heartbeat
to be my compass.

Sun filters in of dreams
ready to experience.

And as I jump,
I change old thoughts
to replace them with wheels
of consciousness that spin
inside love.

The breath is my gasoline
and I am safe,
I am free.

Catching breath from breeze
I move passing all bases in day.

FIRST base,
I echo affirmations for power.
SECOND base,
I send love to all I meet.
THIRD base,
I connect with gratitude.

HOME I reach state of harmony
from living in heart.

Be Be Be your greatness.
The gift you are.

Scream it, from the highest mountain.
Dance it, in steps of day.
Echo it, below shinning moon.
Share it inside a hug.
Whisper it, behind heartbeats breath.

Be Be Be your greatness.
The world deserves to see it.

Be the gift you are
the world waits
And will see you
But first you must celebrate yourself.

BE THE CHANGE
you wish to see in the world
&
ground with the song of your heartbeat.

Echo
compassion and love
&
radiated light to all living things.

Yes,
BE THE CHANGE
you wish to see
&
align with new energies
for
endless possibilities.

Its a beautiful day to live.
Its a beautiful day to die.

But I shan't die today.
I have to much to do
of my souls journey.
Yes to do merging
with the suns powerful ray's
and drifting clouds.

Too much to do to integrate
between the raindrops pitter pater
and the moment that calls.

No, I shan't die today.
for the heart tells me so
and I shall follow its lead-
gratefully surrendering
inside trust, inside day.
Its a beautiful day.

BEAUTY,
is inside curls that run down a face
of one you love.
IT'S the moment of the gently breeze that resides in lungs.

BEAUTY,
is the visions that fly into poets mind,
as they launch a song of verse.
IT'S the rhythm that tickles ears as one whispers gratitude.

BEAUTY, is the smile that travels from lips of child
to ride the wave of a giggle.
IT'S the balance of heart and mind, as dreams anchor.

BEAUTY,
is a word that mirrors within all mankind.
It’s the spark of God that vibrates, as one awakens
to know their essence is love.

BEAUTY,
is inside the many gift of life that gives self
a multitude of experiences.
IT"S the knowing that self is eternal
and death is just a stepping stone.

A Winter’s snow
can shift people when they see its BEAUTY.
The way it tickles the mountainside.
How it falls on trees with diamond splendor.

It carries POWER as it presents an opportunity to ski down a ***** or mountain climb to feel exuberant.

A Winter’s snow a WONDERLAND painted by Father Sky
to be admired with camera in hand
and clothing that keeps out the cold.

It is delicious to the tongue when adult connects to inner child
and plays in paradise of white.

A Winter’s snow a time to have a snow ball fight to fill with laughter, and afterwards have some hot chocolate
and warm hugs.

In bed of night stars, I rest waiting for self to take a journey in dreams. Night unfolds as I expand conscious. Music floats to tickle senses.  Layers of colorful clouds carry me to feel free. I am on a carousel of messages embedded in a horses smile as wind whistles with harmony. Inside blanket of stars moon shines as if  clock shimming with rays until daylight.
Daylight put into peaceful dream.

Its past my bed time.
Lids are heavy.
Feet ache for comfort of bed.

Its way past my bed time.
Sounds amplify.
Mind wanders for dreamland.

Its way way past my bedtime.
Lights turned off.
This day is done.

Goodnight

Beggars, I am
asking for clarity
inside our life journeys
from spirits guidance.

Mendicant I am
toward Source taking steps
to feel my inner self.
To release tattered veil of forgetting
so I know who I am.

Beggars, I am toward Sprits guiding voice
trying to grab hold of innocence
to ride waves of love
inside grace.

Beggars, yes Beggars
we all are divine and sacred,
possessing magical sparks within.

And once aligned in heart,
highway opens with no roadblocks.
Just endless possibilities to roam free
in world of grand realities.

BEHIND MASK OF CLOWN I LIVED,
FORGING THROUGH LIFE.

I laughed along with others
sometimes unaware
of hiding tears that festered
from feeling alone.

BEHING MASK OF CLOWN I MOVED,
TRYING TO MAKE ENDS MEET.

I longed for something more-
a connection
for understanding
my true purpose for living.

BEHIND MASK OF CLOWN I PLAYED,
ALWAYS LOOKING TO ESCAPE.

I desired to become free
from fears and insecurities
that limited inside sadness
that followed me when uncloaked.

BEHIND MASK OF CLOWN I HID
FOR 32 YEARS TIME.

Until serenity was mine
to know my true divine self
and throw mask away.

in the flesh
means
I
am
Alive.
Precious.
Divine.
Eternal.
One-of-a-kind.
Sacred,
and Smart.
Yeah me!
I’m
awake.
Are
You
?

BE,
BE,
BE,
who you are.
NO,
NO,
NO,
trying necessary.

LOVE,
LOVE,
LOVE,
who you are.
KNOW,
KNOW,
KNOW,
you are sacred.

Below a Sapphire and Golden sky
I stand head up
footsteps pointed in dance.

My breath, merges with light.
My heart beats along with birds.

Below drifting clouds and new sun
I whisper gently
eyes looking at Gia’s beauty.

My light shines, with gratitude.
My dreams, surface to celebrate.

Below a Rainbow Sun
I feel energized
smiling in moment for peace.

I’m home inside oneness.

Below Summer Moon
Celestial bodies tickle dreams
inviting them to come out and play.
Hours roll into each other entwining a tapestry
of kaleidoscope colors for peace.

Below Fall Moon
Crickets sing joyful song calling out to rock ears to sleep.
Hours roll into each other threading a tapestry
of autumn colors to awaken senses.

Below Winter Moon
Squirrels plan hunt to scurry about
collecting grub at daybreak before snows.
Hours roll into each other creating a tapestry
of grand memories

Below Spring Moon
Shooting stars brings wishes to surface
for lovers to seal with a kiss.
Hours roll into each other weaving a tapestry
of green to frame morning sky.

Inside Seasons, Moon
vibrates a new tomorrow.
and life rolls on.

Yellow and orange
opaque clouds
fill horizon.

Birds fly inside shadows sunrise.
Senses are expanded
to weave thoughts inside moment
holding unlimited possibilities.

Perfect time to explode in breath
and drift in dreams.
Perfect time to dip aspirations in hot chocolate
on winters day and sip to fully swallow.

Grand time to look at sky
and make a wish
for universe to mirror back
as in gratitude I stand.

Theses are the best of times
and worst of times
as our game unfolds toward completion.

As we awaken to know
who we are,
as universal peace keepers
instead of believing lies.

As we gather before internet
exploding with truth
instead of watching scripted news
from those with agendas.

Time to
**** out the lies which plagued our reality
Time to jump ship
out of the matrex
and into a love based humanity
free of fear and hate.


Did you know that 9-11 was orchestrated by
goverments to get control?

Did you know that WW2/ Pearl Harbor
and other wars
were orchestrated
to line pockets and agendas of those in control?

Look into heart with this truth.
If it bothers you then investigate why.
If it resonates with you your awake
ready to help the world.
If you wish to cast this scribes words
aside thats fine.
One awakes when they are ready
and no judgments I carry.

Be the RECEIVER
of my poetry won’t you?
It’s meant to awaken thee.
to the gentle breeze that harbors love.
And light beings who send love.

From the voice of God within all that echoes love.
And Nature’s landscape that is vision of love.

From the endless sky that carries love.
And birds that orchestrate songs of love.

From the rainbow appearing after the rains.
And me a writer who sends love
to eyes meant
to relay its message.

Somewhere between
my breath and heart,
I found an answer.
A way to move with love.
To discard negative mind patterns
and run with light of breeze.
I am at peace,
soul to self,  
inhale to lung.
In moment of
a graceful birds song
and steps of dance.

It is dangerous to align with AI consciousness
(Artificial Intelligence)
where by all would have
endless knowledge, and perfect health
FOR we are all perfect inside imperfection.

Doubt it is like a venomous snake.
One bite and without self love attention  
you carry its poison
forever.

***
Other species is fear snake
that lives all parts of the world.
One bite and you lose connection to trust.

Antidote:  deep breath to connect to heart

FEAR is a species of poisonous snake
One bite and you lose connection to trust.

Antidote:  Deep breath to connect to heart.

**
DOUBT it is like a venomous snake.
its poison spreads quickly.


Antidote: Affirmations of self love everyday.

*
EGO is a snake that lies deep within
One bite and you spiral into endless chatter.

Antidote:  connecting to move inside heart.

*
HATE is a deadly snake that bites with fake news rhetoric
One bite and one is left with separation of fellow man

Antidote: spread the love in deeds and voice.

***

JUDGEMENT is a snake virulent with venom that burns.
One bite and it travels deep attacking good thoughts.

Antidote  Reprograming of mind to connect to God within.

apprehensiveness
I
reach
out.

Exhilarated by passions.
Titillated by visions.
Sexed up with desires
plunge is taken
whisper
of
I love you
song is played.

Music of two hearts
crescendos.
Fevers rise.

Oh la la
love is grand.

Beyond her eyes laid beauteous pond,
where lush green trees captured sight.

Koi fish swam with brush-like tails.
painting currents sway.
Wind danced merging with heartbeats
that whispered divinely.
Woven tapestries of rainbow light
launched vessels of smiles.

Beyond her eyes laid endless dreams,
were time had no place to go.

Fireworks rose in circuits of light
gracing vista.
Shadows of lover danced
across fields of lollipop kisses.          
Mountainous path unfolded
as graceful ballerina's pose anchored,
and memories grand became sun.

Beyond her eyes laid gentle thought,
hazed in purple matching crystal ball.

Lightly peppered clouds covered landscape
giving wings soaring power.
Dreams spiraled in energies of breath
catapulting one into ecstatic song.
Scent of peppermint moved with grace
to score masterpiece of beauty.
Beauty as peace rooted inside love
and chimes echoed in a heart.

A thin person’s
sacred body carries
love, greatness,
and spark of
The Divine.  

A fat person’s
sacred temple carries
love, greatness
and spark of
The Divine.

And an obese person’s
sacred frame carries
love, greatness,
and spark of
The Divine.

So celebrate the self,
no matter which
sacred sanctuary
you live in.

StarBG © 2017

Words hit my heart,
as eyes gaze deeply
onto a landscape of a writers dream.

Phases tickle inside breath.
Windmills in the mind open.
Visions of Light merge,
with new thoughts.

And suddenly,
a new poem emerges,
like caterpillar to butterfly
to grace page.

A poem now birthed
by one named Star Blossom Goddess
meant so eyes may take flight
with perhaps a new evolving idea.

Oh to think...
just 66 years
and 358 days ago
I was born.
Just a kid destined to
have grand experiences
good and bad.

Oh to think...
Soon I shall embark
on year 67.
Mystery and miracles
do wait at my doorstep.

Oh to think...
more huddles to jump
and gold metals to get.  
More tears to cry.
and hugs to collect.

More wisdom to gather.
and gratitude to shout.
More friendships to make,
as I move about.

More dances to take
as miracles soar
my souls journey blossoms
in peace thats for sure.

At birth I sing with open eyes
being like a sponge
to that which is arounds.

In teenage years I sing
In youth as adventure of life anchors.

In adulthood I sing with wisdom
uniting with the rewards of a journey awake.
And in old age when nearing death  
I whisper in gratitude
for all I have experience
for my soul self
and dreams.

And I shall knit a blanket of compassion
and send it round the world.
Stitch one peace
Pearl two love
Stitch three prosperity
Pearl four
a new world.

Blessings are infused in breath.
Pulsating from Mother Gia’s heart and
drifting behind clouds in moment.

They are inside notes of birds.
With suns rays of grace and
behind a tear from eyes.

We are moving as children of The Divine.
Meant to align with love every day.
Meant to rise and face what life brings
to move in peace and harmony.

Bath in blessings from beyond.
Let eyes catch the sun light
and twinkling stars.
We are meant to awake now
and be in a new reality.

The reality of love and blessings

A poem,
is brushed upon canvas-like page,
as witter dips into paint-can of creative mind.

Colorful phases get mixed for
perfect hue of expression,
to match their feelings.

Brush strokes, get dabbled
across fields of white
until the perfect vision is accomplished.

And then...after working their craft
born is a masterpiece
like that of Michael Angelo and Rembrandt.

Blessings to the poet, who is in a class of their own.

Bliss...
Becomes
light
integrating
Serenade of
Silence

I row the boat of heart,
steering along with focus.
Wind merges with breath.
Sun shines with rainbow rays.

And as I unfurl my passions,
pen becomes oar.
Oar to lead me to my dreams.

I am
to touch the warm breeze
and dance.
To sing like birds
across highways of air.

Born to touch
the energies of oneness
as hand reaches gently.
To expand in moment
so soul can fly.

Born I am
to touch move and inspire
as I move with grace
as scribe and healer.

Born to expand inside love
Born to fly just like a dove.

Born to see and yes grow
Born to find inner glow.

Born to live with grand song.
Born in heart can't do wrong.

Born to dance in life's game.
Born to not go insane. 

Born to whisper God's light
Born to know all thing are right.