Aspectus 


Travelling the abyss;
dim waters
of illusory fear…

Surrendering to the pull… 
hook, line 
and sinker… 

Allowing for revelation;
waxing exposure 
naked and flailing…

With only 
her shadow 
to warm her… 

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Obscura 

Obscura 

Her touch felt distal, 

a million miles away…

As though she were elsewhere;

a different landscape, time, day… 

I felt it; a quiet Joy emanating

a tickling of her soul… 

An akin Joy that Blesses my days

a privilege to behold…

Though, this moments Joy 

was not offered for my tasting… 

I felt it so deeply

her heart ‘masquerading’…

As the drawbridge between us 

slowly raised by her hand… 

Left me floating and reeling 

to forage new land…

Bereft and confused 

as to why her heart sheltered… 

the Joy her soul ached for 

a dance to remember… 

Angelicus

 

 

 

Remember beloved soul…
in the moments of weighted heart,
you are swathed in the down
of Angels wings

And when you rise…
you will glide as an eagle,
cresting the sunrise
of a harvest moon

And when you look up…
you will see your raidiance,
dance across the majesty
of an opalescent sky

And when the wind billows…
as the trees begin to dance,
you will hear the sacred aria
of Loves lullaby.

Listen my child;
for therein resides
a melody of peace.

In Kind…

 

All the while they journey
polishing scars into gold,
with the Light of the hands
that hold them

And of this sojourn
within this florid vessel,
garnish thy soul
in the soils of Being

With reverence of cause
through Love Divine,
may stillness be thy dance
and Love thy soulful opus

With peace and in kind
of Spirit and with grace,
know thyself and honor thus
the fruit of All seasons

For the cradle of Truth
rests on the bough of balance;
where Love is
was and ever shall Be.

Before honor is humility.
~ Proverbs 15:33