pause
the space of somethingness
becomes a vasting void of nothingness,
as breath and peace and sitting very still
shines daylight seeped through eyelid windowed sills.
i move towards the flaming urgent sun
and expand like fire on yellow fleece,
exhilaration comes shattering into me,
a thousand tiny white doves, limitless --
flying within me and then without.
space and light and freeing all
meaningless lacks in this worldy world,
artifice forgotten, perhaps a dream.
wisdom fills my delicate bones,
my skull of thought and joy and fear.
I cross-legged perch and yearn for a touch;
expansion god-wanting, infinite want.
energy floats, and curls 'round my frame,
and there is naught I can do but to sit here like this,
to wait for the timeless unravelling truth;
blue, like the day you were sung to and born,
and white, like the love of my pellucid heart.
my chassis aloft
this
spectral
transport.
Lip Service
fire
seeking speaking
inspecting smirking
playing shifting
teetering watching
waiting reacting
lingering searching
questioning hoping
wanting lusting
panting scorching
flashing fighting
wrestling tackling
tumbling succumbing
wasting forlorning
saddening hardening
hating destroying
ice
What a beautiful poem. It carries such depth of your spirit-knowing, transforming, and expanding.
ReplyDeleteKatherine Torres
The sounds of a soul seeing itself in furtive glances.
ReplyDeleteand wondering which reflections are the real one's.
you untangle this mess of being very well.
and deliver your humanity on a plate - like a feast.
thank you-
love - Kirsten