Circle of Fire

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Souls sitting by the fire
singing
Truth in the trees
ringing
A circle of friends
reconnected
Souls in past lives
interjected
Here, again this
time around
One man made sure we
found
Each other in this present
place
Swept away to Peoria in the
river's space
Between the present and the
past
We ride the river of souls
like stones cast
In deep, beginning a journey
steep
Climbing the banks of this
life
Each of us currently battling
strife
Till we sit by the fire and
clear it away
As we sing to the night
and
wake to the day
The day our souls know as
reunion
Any time we need it, we find
communion
Around the fire as she blazes
bright
We are always drawn to the
light
We recognize in each
other
Sparked by our river town boy.....
a lover
of life and love and
desire
He joins us freely at our
circle of fire
He knows he has gifted us this
time
And when I count the blessings that
are mine
My Tribe is high on my
list
The answer to a deeply seated
wish
Warmed by love and joy, this
I require
I receive it as we sing around
the fire

Rooted

A soul....
what is it?
Where is the
beginning?
Where.... the
end?

Are we the same souls
recycled
In reincarnated
reentry?
Do we burn up
on this
reentry sequence
Or burn out
on the
leaving?

Does it matter?

The inner me
recognizes
the inner you
From a place deep
within
A place so deep
yet so connected...so
rooted

My soul....
rooted to yours
somehow

How? I do not fully
understand
Why? Again, no answer
All I know is what
I know
What I feel
What I want to
explore

Does it matter
where it
was birthed
or how?

All that matters is that
we find ourselves
here....face to face
Soul to Soul
Now

Perhaps recycled
perhaps reentered....
Burning bold and brazen.....
bawdy
                 definitely...
Rooted

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

Let My Words Flow......For Paula Brown

Let my words flow to you
on the river that
connects us
Know them as my love for you
and the river
that sends them to your door

In the current torrid
or calm
the vibes will penetrate the
molecules of this
mighty river
and blend with the liquid
love already there

As the river rolls past your
town
you will hear my words as 
whispers in the wind
in the night
may you be comforted to
hear them, know them, become them
for they tell you what I know

We are all parts of this river
this flow of connection
the river blesses you
and I as well

In the morn when you arise
you will know the peace
of perfect flow
the peace of people
being presented
with the truth
We all flow and wind
in similar ways
We are all
Connected...we are all related
The river knows this
The river taught me this  

Same river... isn't that mind blowing? 
If you put a leaf in the water where you live
it would eventually flow right by where I live
  
Yes, my friend
Let the mighty river run
between us

Deep in the Darkness

The spark from the fire
jumps into the room
returning me to the space we share
My gaze drawn to the flames
Back in my body
now

I had been traveling
with you
we were embraced
as one
Deep inside...away from
others
Alone and silent
perfectly together in the stillness
Transformed in the flames

You took my hand and took me into the
spiral
no words spoken.....tasting your
mouth on mine
Feeling you call to me with your eyes
and the wicked smile
that informs me of your intentions
to honor me, fully
In my release... I honor you

I, too, ready to connect our power
To plug in to the passion
we have been growing and steeping
in the slick, wet caverns we travel 
Streching towards each other as the
stalactite and stalagmite do
Finally..eons of liquid echoes
cease in the stillness we become
Touching, no longer tortured
by feet, inches, milimeters
Touching
Deep in the all seeing darkness 
of our souls

Traveling deeper now
down into our darkness
as we melt and meld
as one
I shall know again your softness 
I recall it, crave it 
Smell its earthly pungent scent


The world will feel the shift
The healers will rejoice
For it has been foretold...
Our union brings peace
When the light becomes the dark
and the dark the light
We own
the perfect nothingness
of everything

All will know it
for it has always been known, innate
The blinding light
blurred the truth of our
perfect vision
in the dark

And we..... will be satisfied and fulfilled
Wicked smiles
rock us to sleep
Deep in the all seeing darkness
of our melted milk chocolate souls
Transformed in the flames...

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We Are ONE

Listen......can you hear it?

Ah, can you.....feel it?

Yes, you know it.......we are the same, connected, we are ONE

No name defines us

No space can hold all that we are

For we are everything, nothing and all that is in between

The sacred life shore we stroll is one

We have stood on before.....together

Perhaps at different times, but together none the less

As the tributaries that are our souls

Melt into one single, massive, mingled river

Our currents combine and freely flow, again...and we know 

We Are ONE

The Soul of My River

Winding swiftly through the valley, is the river of my life

Rich with life all its own, thoughts and creations I have claimed and integrated

My banks are lined with friends and family, memories of things past

Awareness of those events yet to come to me

The flow of my river is strong and fierce

then it slows to form a gentle pool of perfect stillness

The rapids have shown them selves at times, too

The mist rising from the turbulence, the most beautiful rainbows makes

My river bed is aging, yet no dryness is found

For my river flows easily into this rite of passage

Around bends and over dams

I am strong in the current of my aging river soul

The Flow

The flow our our lives.......is this the first time we have walked here?
One life?
or many, over and over
until we get it right?

Do we ever get it all right?

What is right, what is wrong?
What is anything, really?
Is reality real?
Or simply reali-tease?

What is real to you may be
just make believe to me

I respect your reality
even if i can not understand it
Can you offer me the same
.....respect?

All we can do
is agree to...... disagree
Maybe one day
the river that flows through us all
will spill into one sea of true connection