Forever Fragile

Fragile....
this life
Strands of time
strewn
together
as pearl pink
moments

Forever....
known in the
reflection
of an
instant...
fleeting

There is strength
and fragility
in forever
Life partners...
Parts of the grand
design

Forever
Fragile am I
You, us
Handle with care...
or we
may break

Are we strong enough
to
reassemble in an
instant of reflective
awareness
gifted
in the glint of the
sun rising
on the pearled strands 
of our
time...
together?

Like a Robin

 

 

 

Holding on tight

Holding on loosely

What gives me the right

to hold on at all

 

Spread your wings and fly

Ride the wind....become one

with the baby blue sky

Let go your blues, Baby

 

Time is on our side

She stands still and steadfast

Go out and enjoy the ride

Shed the demons that hold on tightly

 

Shatter the glass ceiling

Up there on the trade winds

Freedom, such a glorious feeling

All eternity you will know

 

You'll be gliding in mid air

Free as a soul unchained

Opened up fully without a care

Like a Robin in the Spring

 

When you land

you will find my hand

There, if you decide

you want a partner for the next ride

on the wind of brilliant baby blue

No more demons holding on to you

Cuz the wind blew away your blues,

Baby

 

 

 

Wish Me Real

You found my love in a heap of

tangled tethers

The strings attached to my limbs

of lumber

You freed me from life's

inclement weather

And woke me from my deep

dead slumber

 

Like Geppetto... the master at wishing 

miracles true

You closed your eyes and began

the emancipation of me

You wanted better for this puppet....

my love to sprout anew

You opened  my wooden eyes..... blinded
and taught them how to see

 

And in time... as I learned to allow it

I was born again

Into a vibrant walking Goddess

so actively alive

 Loose and limber, open and true

my dancing limbs can bend!

And now, in love and life
I thrive!

 

Thank you, my Geppetto... miracle

wisher extraordinaire

You gave me back my joy, my heart

my soul

Feels good to dance with

severed strings, no longer there

I owe you so much for wishing me real

I just wanted you to know

 

When?

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When to hold
When to let go
When to offer a kiss with your trembling lips
and when to form them into the words
goodbye

When is good bye
a new hello
Is it ever a new beginning
Can goodbye be hello in a reality
without expectations
Vibing high in a low vibing false
place...this world
wild and wasteful...disrespectful
people propelled through space
Attempting life on a planet...
dying

When to revive
When to pull the plug
When to release and when
to hold close to the heart.....
cultivating

When to run away
When to run towards
Like lovers in a field, shot from above
in some corny movie....
moving
in united pace into each others arms

When to arm your self against love false
and dishonoring

When to let go of your self
and for how long
When to find her again
romancing her
Reawakening the raw force full.....that is love for
your self

Why ever extinguish the flame of self
Let it burn long and hot and deep
Allow it to light the way for others.....
or warm them as they retreat from their trail, rocky
and rough
They come to find the flame for comfort deep...warming
to the bones that have been cold for so very long

Why not speak of yourself in truth
I really am quite amazing, you know
Here's some of my story....if you care to
know it

When
Why
How
When not to
Why not
How not to

The self cries out to be known, not in brevity
but in
complete and utter awe...
always

Not there yet? Then get there.....
When? NOW
Begin now....

Birth the awe of your SELF

simultaneous....

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The forever and the never live inside you
bumping into each other
constantly
They are the same even though
we attempt to separate them
They are lies ad they are the truth
at the very same moment
magically

Holding on and
Letting go
Again, the same process
Why must we make them different
They are parts of the same reality
simultaneously

Landing and taking flight
Walking away and moving towards
Playing music and being still
All vibrations
All parts of the same whole
Remembering and forgetting
the same

Me and you
The tree and the river
The sun and the darkness
The man and the woman
the same

What appears to be different is the same
in magic moments.....
simultaneously

The Grass and The Dew

I live my magic, it is all around me. I own it, it surrounds me, I am it. How about you? How do you feel about the magic you carry? We all possess our own mojo, our own spark.

Find yourself a wand! Go buy one, make one of a switch on the ground. Allow one to come to you. Go get a wand. Wield it for good and peace and healing.

 Imagine what we can do when we combine the magic for the good of others, the planet and ourselves.

Connect to the truth that you are the Universe, the Universe is you. You are the grass AND the clinging morning dew. You are the beginning and the end, the now and the then....all at the same time.

I see your magic, don't you think it's time you did too? Wands to the ready!

I Accept!

Dear Dan! He sent me a message today, and one well received deeply into my heart. He let me know just now that he gives me his blessing of the blessing I am currently penning. I feel acknowledged and at peace, and very, very honored I might add.

How do you react when one you honor so deeply honors you in return?

You

Accept

It!

As I humbly do, now and always.