Your golden face
Is full of sun my dear.
Let me rest here awhile with you.
Cry if you must,
as I play you river music melodies.
Sweet honey friend,
Your lover may be gone,
but remember that god will never leave you.
Golden Sun
Category: Poetry
Stop Chasing, Start Trusting
Stop chasing
What isn’t meant for you
Trust
That rejection is your protection.
What is meant to be will flow to you
When the time is right.
When your soul is ready
Everything will open
Just as it should.
Without any effort at all.
Does a flower ever bloom before it is ready?
A Love Letter
Dear,
It’s not always easy, is it? This marriage with yourself. The contract you’re upholding between your divine masculine and your divine feminine. The relationships you’re trying to nurture, and the life you’re trying to grow.
The bond between you and your love. You try, you fall down, you get back up.
You could keep fighting it, or you could let go. Stop dragging your feet baby! Open your heart wide, and dive for the treasures at the bottom.
It’s exhausting sometimes, I know. Take a break, take a nap, take a walk. Take a fresh perspective. Look up at the sky and smile.
Find something to laugh about, and many things to be grateful for.
Love in every moment.
Laugh whenever you can.
The sun is always shining, above the clouds. Rise above.
I love you, deeply & fiercely,
Namaste.
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Milano
The root city sings about
my aunt’s elbow
and a light cast
across the shimmering rice fields.
In this place, time takes on another meaning
Bright sunlight bringing shadows to light.
You, my sweetest arrival,
shifting life perspectives.
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Verveine baths
The invites come,
when you rest in motion,
finding stillness.
I invite you to a verveine bath
False waters clearing
For truth.
Us
eternal
oak tree lovers.
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Remembrance
When I don’t know who I am, I serve you
When I know who I am, I am you
-Hanuman to Ram
Remembrance is home.
Remembrance is devotion.
Remember your Self.
Only then will you know freedom.
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Bliss
Bliss is an Indian summer garden in full bloom
Dipping our toes from the moon
His eyes in my bed
A rose and a smile
&
A candlelit bridge to cross
When the prayers are sung
The dance is done
And night has come.
Listening
There is a design
And I became the rain
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Minimalism
Bolder with each stroke
The essential remains.
Birth/Death
I was nothing and from nothing I became.
Why? Because.
I became, died and then was Alive.
Screaming.
During birth I died. My mother too.
Silence.
We were resuscitated, I was born, we were alive.
Inhale.
I was born in death. Alive.
She dead in birth. A life.
Exhale.
Now I understand our joy.
The Light Lioness 