"orenda" poems
this is your story
do not be ashamed
may this be the telling of your journey
let your hands open up like gates
and your fingers flow like streams
your plams, the palette on which you walk
the ground on which you scrape up paint
and you stroke your fingers
against the canvas your Creator has made
so may forests grow
and mountains be lifted
may oceans part
and the waters be stilled
by gentle kisses of reminiscence
and the introspection
of our heart's rythmic hum
all by the grace and power of God
because these poems are your story
so do not be ashamed
instead, may this be the telling of His glory
Aug 21, 2018
Aug 21, 2018 at 6:58 AM UTC
The world is out of balance: koyaanisqatsi!
Numinous, my heart's nemophilist alerted to the danger,
yet presently in rasasavada, espies the solstace moon and cries
in acatalepsy: Mamihlapinatapai with the hunter within...
Should I embrace this smultronställe,
cought in the ostranenie of meliorism,
or drift from this vorfrued to sophresyne;
My only desire is the nurishing erlebnisse of metanoia,
of my dérive towards sehnsucht:
of rasasavada, that I may insulate myself from the Weltanschauung
of modern society, hiraeth to a nefelibata.
Dec 26, 2015
Dec 26, 2015 at 6:11 PM UTC
I surrender my heart,
for it has a goal,
to feel what's real,
pure, and whole.
The palace is clean,
and calling my colours.
& A rainbow will be,
in each corner of me.
For I, For You.
For Once, For Truth.
I will put ALL of me in my Kiss.
Orenda rests in the crystal mist.
& I will delve into the lips,
Of vulnerable places.
Letting go of me.
New water is invasive.
With the levels so deep,
Resting between,
Your forever speech,
And crystalline,
Bridge of Senses.
We're on the fence of,
Time and Space.
& I move through your Kiss, yes,
Tacenda rests on your lips.
May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 1:34 PM UTC
Lovers speak the language of the Universe
They hold the infinite joy and smiles
lovers are reborn everyday
lovers are the new gold
lovers like you and me
we are the heavens melody
we bring new music in this new Era
Aetherial mystic directly to warm Our soul connection
Lovers speak Orenda!
In this Orenda I Surrender
In this Orenda We Surrender
were the miracles takes place
Lovers Lovers
infinite Lovers!
Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 8:17 AM UTC
The Universe will not break you
It rubs sweven pain to wake you
For I'm a solivagant in my latibule
Hugging my demons in irenic rule
Humans flash in multi-phosphenes
Supernovas blending into scenes
Fighting until they are consumed
The end is stardust as assumed
Dividing the Ge Earth into stakes
And all is only you that it takes
Strangling their orenda in dismay
Then departing in the Milky Way
∴ Lyna Salman
Jan 6, 2021
Jan 6, 2021 at 6:23 PM UTC