Your Heart....Poetic

"When you see the Southern Cross for the first time..."

What if you wrote a sonnet
and no one read it?
No one knew your heart
poetic
No one came to understand
the power and grace which flows
from your hands
No one fell in love while the words
tumbled from their tongues
to the ear of the one they crave
The one to whom their heart they
gave

What if the light of  the stars
was just a bit too far
away to illuminate the midnight?
Hanging o'er us, Earth's slumbered
delight
Would not the beauty of those stars
still exist?
Even if a human eye
knew them not
Down here...as grounded
astronauts

A star is a star in all its magnificence
Reflected in another's luminance
Be it witnessed 
or...only known in
tales of faeries
What is true, to the heart
shall be carried

No one reads your words written
you proclaim?
Are you no one, is a star nothing
You are a star
The star, your words
We are all parts of the story, the tale
Who you are shall always prevail

Don't see it there?
Make it known
Or allow obscurity
Why always in such a hurry
by all to be understood?
Those who are meant to know
will know you
In the ways they honor and show you
that you are indeed....
seen

In a Heartbeat

Hypnotized
by
the smoke of those eyes
The mirrors of our pasts
instantly aligned....
reflecting
My soul to yours....
genuflecting
A soul on bended knee
Honoring the one....
my destiny
Transported from our long ago
centuries
To this moment,
this now
Weak in my knees, but
I remained standing....
somehow

To my trusted
friend I did turn
I spoke to him of the invisible truth
returned.... relearned
"I'd go there, if you catch my drift"
Unknown that one fine day
I would open the gift
of that moment that sat still.....
lingering
As angels waited..... playing our song.....
lightly the frets fingering

I fell in love in
the middle of the street
Two gypsy souls wandered
back again
To be bathed in the breezes
To stand in the stillness when the
wind ceases
Real, not a mirage conjured up
by the heat
It all went down in
the synapse of a single
heartbeat

The Harvest is Hard (One Long Line)

The Harvest is hard
and you get dirty
Your back hurts
Your head hurts
Your heart....hurts

The land is picked
bare
while under is
plowed the past
Fruit and fiber, grains
and gratitude

The Harvest...hard
and it humbles you
in the field... vast
As the
sun of the day
hits your shoulders
Your shadow is cast....
alone
One long line lies lonely 
on the land

Yes, the Harvest is hard
and you do it, alone
because the feast that
awaits you is named....
FREEDOM

Fly the Sky

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One can never say goodbye
to the sky
Over and above if hovers
I want to hide my head
under the covers
But, I rise
and talk to that very sky
You flew away, released
And I am here, in my grief


Good bye......
how to utter the words from my
trembling lips
May we know many inter-dimensional
trips
to each other in our dreams
Where we can laugh at all my crazy
schemes
Where we can hold hands
and float over the mountainous
lands
Where we can be love sweetly
When you flew away you took a
deep part of me
with you

Good bye......for now
Save me a window seat up there
somehow
In the blue and pink and gold
of the endless sky
you fly
I'll get there when it is my time
We will know the peace... so
sublime
of flying side by side
I will finally be free of the
endless empty sky
of tears I have cried

You and I
See how we fly
the baby blue of our
own sky
The one thing that keeps me strong
Is the knowledge that it won't be too
long
Dearest,  the one truth I know
Is that one fine day we will once
again say
"Hello"

As the Trees

 

 

 

 

 

Quiet here, with the trees

Listen real close, you can hear the bees

Dropping in as unannounced house guests 

to politely pollinate

As the Summer they gently germinate

The early sunshine aromas seduce my senses

I let go all my defenses

and become

Quiet as the trees, here

 

Eyes Drawn Closed

See me
Know me
When far from you
I find myself
You.....away....Me
here
Why do you not see
me
in the space created
In the respite in the dark
and color swirled world with
your eyes drawn closed

Know me.....blind

When did that ability....
to know me
from afar.....disappear
See me fully.....

When you are blind

Seeing is believing?
With humans eyes that
deceive
Human eyes scarred with
lies and fears
Human eyes cry ego, ergo trample 
the truth
of connection
of the soul, the heart, the
decision to be
connected

Blind reality....me

If you can not see me
now, with your human
eyes knowing the peace
of lids heavy over
them, protecting them,
healing them
You will never see me, either
as you gaze upon me
in the 3rd dimension, encumbered
by your humanness

Know me.....in the dark

See me in truth with your
human eyes
closed
or you do not see, feel
or know
ME
at all

the winds, invisible

the notes go flying off in the
air
surrounding us
as are the winds, invisible
sweeping and swooping us
into the vortex
of time.....

our song sung by the breezes
the mighty winds, as the
grasses, the buds.... the trees sing
harmony
the invisible song of the
centuries
the song we silently sing
with the winds....
wordless and wondrous
understood...integrated....known

wild winds graces our faces
as we are placed...blown
before each other again
never knowing when.....only
that as the wind calls
we shall answer
in a blend of vibration
ours alone