vienna bombardieri

vienna bombardieri 3d

"The essence in us is the same as the essence of the sun.”

Like a gold coin you sit inside me as I transcend
closer than the heart closer than the soul
chakra of old
faint steady light
helios orb of fire
        daystar ...
                           I journey on and you light my inner path
you shine like a beacon, in the thick of night...

Like the golden sun when it blazes like a yellow diamond
in the middle of a lovely summer afternoon
you are a cut above the rest !
Inside me you radiate and fill me with inner strength
"Manipura"
lustrous gem that you are,
                                       you are the jewel of my solar plexus !
You are the sun that lives in me,
                         the light that never fades
You give me a strong sense of self and you never abandon me.

vienna bombardieri 5d

The Power Of One Friendship

What would we do without our precious friends
the ones who stick with us, until the very end.
How harsh this world would  seem if we lived alone,
isn't it better when we have a friend of our very own?

Even colors we see are a cut above the rest when we
laugh a little, cry a little, with our very own best friend.
When God made friends he knew what he was doing,
our hearts need companionship, for a blessed journey.

The power of one word, one hug, one simple friend,
one who can gently stand by you, until the very end.
Friendship is a two sided street, so reach out often
tell them you treasure them, ...each and every day.

vienna bombardieri 6d

Why We Fell In Love

As I shed myself for you
                     piece by piece
May I never lose sight
            of who I am
                           and
            what I am all about....

As I join my heart
                  to yours
May I be your loving addition
             and not your only
      what I need most is me....

As love takes us to
                      the Everest mountain
May I never have to jump
         without you
we are in this together....

As we rise to the stars
                   whether we shine together
or stay in the shadows alone
May we never lose sight
             of how and why we fell in love  !

vienna bombardieri 7d

Sleeping In His Meadows

He sleeps in the meadows
                       on a pillow made of flowers
Arc-Angel voices are heard
              from afar
A gentle wind
                  blows softly
                             at the nape of His neck.
               Is he sleeping or dreaming ?
                                I don't know, but I feel Him on my skin.
He created the world
                      in seven days
His garment is made of sackcloth              and camel hair
The scars in his hands
                    have healed beautifully
from the salve of His father's loving hands....
He sleeps in the meadows
                                      like a warrior King of old
who has just saved the world from a great disaster.
Holding back floods, earthquakes, gunfires, wars
                                  he leaves behind the scent of flowers
where there once was hunger,
                  people aren't hungry anymore.
He feeds me honey from the shackles of my
                                     fraying soul,
as I fall asleep next to him,
                           soundly,
                       like a child, who could never ask for more.

vienna bombardieri Aug 6

Desert Dreams

Calm and soundless
         the escapes of a beautiful scenery
                                      dormant as the Pharaoh's daughter
by the early morning dawn !

Cool starlit darkness, landscapes of subtle colors,
                                         in the softest light ...
  Sky slowly transitions
                    from deep blue to hues of pink,
                                               orange  *
                                                        gold *
The air is crisp and cool, carrying the scent of dry earth
                          to your nostrils, one grain of sand at a time
                                  There is a hint of blooming desert
and like flowers it falls on you, like a long awaited rainfall (inhale)
                                                 Evening arrives,
the dreamer,
                                 lost in a desert dream
arrives at dusk's door
Looping colors such terracotta and rustic brown
                                  Closer to the Nile the heart seeks and searches
Sacred rivers flow inside the dreamers mind,
                          soft winds blow,
and all is set,
                                      AGLOW !!!

vienna bombardieri Aug 4

Silent Glances

Jazzy nights filled with romance
                      and glassy dreams !
Buildings lit beneath a sleepy sky
             of smudge coal gray
His hand gently placed in mine,
a breath away from me
he sits,
           sailor of my fantasies, ardor of my beating heart...

A sailboat retires for the night
                      on the dock over quiet waters
inside the cafe, music plays softly
                                    like sensual summer winds
He gifts me a smile,
                                       and stars appear,
                                sending light into mine !

Velvet time,            layered moments
                 filled with enfolding bliss
                              We share one kiss  !
Truth be told,
he is the soulmate I longed for all my life
I am lost in love's hammock,
                        rocked by his slow candor,
I feel loved, clothed in fleece...

Jazzy nights filled with perfume
                               and a budding slow romance
The saxophone plays on ....
we speaking softly to each other,
                               through silent glances.

vienna bombardieri Aug 2

Caribana Nights In Toronto

Women dressed in bright skimpy costumes
streets drumming to the beat of the heat
A blur of eccentric colors expound the air
as we embrace the culture, the vibe...

Resilience, freedom, pride, nothing to hide
as we celebrate with rhythmic sound & gaiety
There is a whisper of moonlight in the air
that tastes up everything in sight, we dance !

Grand parades filled with masqueraded personas
spread the "Spirit of Love" be one with humankind
Calypso music, hip-hop, dance of every gender
kick up your feet, go ahead and surrender !!!

Toronto's Caribbean Caribana, here since nineteen sixty-seven
excitement like this you cannot purchase it at the 7-ELEVEN.