Saturday, December 24, 2011
Auspicious concurrent.......
Auspicious winds breathe their coolness over my still physical form, as the grey clouds hang poignantly and pregnant in a sky filled with the promises of radiance, joyousness and wholeness.
All stops in it's tracks as the balance swings precariously to and fro in the vacuum.
Birds fly past in salutation.
Tingling sensations play their way across the neck, beating a path upwards and onwards, over the cranium and finding shelter in the caverns of the temple as they persist in the recognition of their throbbing signals.
Skimming the reality, touching the make believe illusions, as the masks utter their words in the cardboard authenticity of a reality.
Nestled deep down, a concurrence of inexplicable emotional energy makes its voice heard in a tectonic clash between the illusion and the authenticity.
Moments of absolute zero gravity as the glimpses increase in their own tenacity and ferocity whilst all around seems to flicker in the reflective reality.
Crevice sanity seems like an absolute normality
All that is considered, to be the extreme, is the depth.
Each step created along the path of choice is the imprint of the past and the potential vision of the future.
The omnipotence of the moment overwhelms the senses as the flock of ravens brush gently against the moment of the present.
All stops in it's tracks as the balance swings precariously to and fro in the vacuum.
Birds fly past in salutation.
Tingling sensations play their way across the neck, beating a path upwards and onwards, over the cranium and finding shelter in the caverns of the temple as they persist in the recognition of their throbbing signals.
Skimming the reality, touching the make believe illusions, as the masks utter their words in the cardboard authenticity of a reality.
Nestled deep down, a concurrence of inexplicable emotional energy makes its voice heard in a tectonic clash between the illusion and the authenticity.
Moments of absolute zero gravity as the glimpses increase in their own tenacity and ferocity whilst all around seems to flicker in the reflective reality.
Crevice sanity seems like an absolute normality
All that is considered, to be the extreme, is the depth.
Each step created along the path of choice is the imprint of the past and the potential vision of the future.
The omnipotence of the moment overwhelms the senses as the flock of ravens brush gently against the moment of the present.
Friday, December 2, 2011
Butterfly kiss.......
Standing in the heat
Criss-crossed
with the shadows
A lattice framework up above
Ensuing quietness
Peripheral movement
An identification
Moving shadows
Neck muscles
Stretched taught
Eyes skewered skyward
Crossing the vision
A butterfly
A reflex
A voice
'Come here ! '
A hand outstretched
Swooping down
Gentle landing
Wings closed
A minute of respite
Another flight
Up to the lips
A kiss
Reflective in it's stillness
Unfurled wings
Elevated flight
Infinity
Criss-crossed
with the shadows
A lattice framework up above
Ensuing quietness
Peripheral movement
An identification
Moving shadows
Neck muscles
Stretched taught
Eyes skewered skyward
Crossing the vision
A butterfly
A reflex
A voice
'Come here ! '
A hand outstretched
Swooping down
Gentle landing
Wings closed
A minute of respite
Another flight
Up to the lips
A kiss
Reflective in it's stillness
Unfurled wings
Elevated flight
Infinity
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Definitive Flow.......
Familiar senses
Replaying
Each
Every moment
Lulled into a vacuous sense
The familiar
Loses it's lustre
Heart dreams
Play out
Through the dualities
In the dichotomy
Flowing
With the illusion's reality
The spirit
Wandering barefoot
through the forest of dreams
Slowing in the dense foliage
Anticipating the change
Accumulation of the doubts
A truth inside
A burning desire
Nipped in the bud
A foreclosure of essence
The pied piper
Leads the merry band
One by one
falling by the wayside
A path forward
Diminishing returns
Last person standing
Caught in the momentum
Thrust into the light
of the illusion
Definitive coagulation
of the reality
Striding on winged feet
Leveraging the authenticity
of an individual truth
Joining hands
in the cornucopia of wholeness
Evolving in the joyousness
Gregariously flowing
in the jet stream of destiny
Replaying
Each
Every moment
Lulled into a vacuous sense
The familiar
Loses it's lustre
Heart dreams
Play out
Through the dualities
In the dichotomy
Flowing
With the illusion's reality
The spirit
Wandering barefoot
through the forest of dreams
Slowing in the dense foliage
Anticipating the change
Accumulation of the doubts
A truth inside
A burning desire
Nipped in the bud
A foreclosure of essence
The pied piper
Leads the merry band
One by one
falling by the wayside
A path forward
Diminishing returns
Last person standing
Caught in the momentum
Thrust into the light
of the illusion
Definitive coagulation
of the reality
Striding on winged feet
Leveraging the authenticity
of an individual truth
Joining hands
in the cornucopia of wholeness
Evolving in the joyousness
Gregariously flowing
in the jet stream of destiny
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Friday, November 18, 2011
The forest.......
In the forest
Embraced in the sweet surrender of the cocoon
Engulfed
Emancipated by it's every gesture
Unconditional in the grace
Inseparable
Cloying the umbilical rapture
a moment at a time
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Returning.......
Pneumatic doors
Hiss at the visitors
on opening
Congested masses
All together
Alone
In their own realities
Departing from one point
Arriving at another
Clickety
Clack
Metal wheels glide the tracks
Lulled with the monotony
Held
in the anonymity
Effortlessly moving
Caught
in the flashing cranial picture show
Diminishing exteriors
Illuminated interiors
Gripped
with the emotion of self
Exercising their own authenticity
Brandishing the multifaceted scenarios
Clickety Clack
The journey continues
Inside
Outside
In the silence
A thousand candles
flicker with the recognition
Each light in the distance
Each flame held in the heart
Crushed trajectories
Leave their mark
Forever etched
In the heart
In the love
In the essence of all
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Singing Vertebra
Singing vertebra
Rippling with the palpable harmonies of life
Ambulatory craniums
Ambivalent
on their own trajectory
Blanked whitewashed walls
blinking
in the harshness
of the midday sun
Waxed mannequins smiles
held in perpetuity
Smokestacks
billow forth their statement
Exercising their own insidiousness
Coughing and barking
to a faceless audience
Wandering minstrels and buskers
etch their existence
in the mainstream
Gargoyles peer down
Hooded shadows spray walls
in the still of the night
Exacerbation of conditions
Statements brandished
In the anonymity
of the system
Evolving circles
Everwidening
Casting their light
Resonating in the bone
Spreading the message
Harmonies
Rippling through
The singing vertebra
THE VISION
ENABLE US
TO HAVE THE VISION
LET US SEARCH
FAR AND WIDE
STRENGTHEN US
WITH THE RESOLVE
TO EVOLVE
Sunday, October 2, 2011
Saturday, August 20, 2011
Monday, August 15, 2011
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Reverberations.......
Reverberating
through the forehead
Dissolving the cranial tissue
Leveraging the status quo
Ideas copulate at will
extending themselves
through form
through matter
The myth dissipates
Languidly moving across a panoramic vista
Crossing the rocks of endeavor
Inhaling the sweet dampness and luxuriousness
The ever present moss underfoot
Fused in the darkness of creation
Metastasized
In the halo and light of life
The silence
ever present
In the cacophony of noise
reverberating
through the trees and rocks
The voices continue to speak
Radiant hues of burnt orange
Touch the landscape
Caressing.......
The vital forces of life capitulate themselves
In the onrushing darkness
to the end
of another day
through the forehead
Dissolving the cranial tissue
Leveraging the status quo
Ideas copulate at will
extending themselves
through form
through matter
The myth dissipates
Languidly moving across a panoramic vista
Crossing the rocks of endeavor
Inhaling the sweet dampness and luxuriousness
The ever present moss underfoot
Fused in the darkness of creation
Metastasized
In the halo and light of life
The silence
ever present
In the cacophony of noise
reverberating
through the trees and rocks
The voices continue to speak
Radiant hues of burnt orange
Touch the landscape
Caressing.......
The vital forces of life capitulate themselves
In the onrushing darkness
to the end
of another day
Monday, May 30, 2011
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Saturday, April 9, 2011
In the Oneness.......
A confront
A conversation
Echoed
through the fragility
of life
Persistence
Beyond all conversation
Seizing the entirety
of the universe
In one single breath
An embrace
into the folds
of love
A conjoining
A cornucopia of peace
Reverberate in the oneness
A conversation
Echoed
through the fragility
of life
Persistence
Beyond all conversation
Seizing the entirety
of the universe
In one single breath
An embrace
into the folds
of love
A conjoining
A cornucopia of peace
Reverberate in the oneness
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Friday, March 25, 2011
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Saturday, February 26, 2011
A day.......
Twin breath intertwined
Merging
Through the forest of dreams
Twisted and held
In the reality
of a moment
The scalpel of life
Singing it's way on each downward stroke
Whistling
On the way up
Calibrated movement
Excising the soft underbelly
of ego
Letting go
The mass of conditioned detritus
Celebrating each cut
An outdated putrefying perspective
Holding onto nothing
A blended cocktail
Extravagance and serendipity
Trying to desperately outrun
That......which is nothing
Leaving the familiar
Treading water
In the paradigm of change
Caught in the universal current
Expediting the mission
Gracefully
In gratitude
Releasing the weight of all
Floating through the darkness
Bathed
In the embryonic warmth of a difference
Seizing
Cannibalizing
Leaping
Surrendering
A day fulfilled
A day blessed
Merging
Through the forest of dreams
Twisted and held
In the reality
of a moment
The scalpel of life
Singing it's way on each downward stroke
Whistling
On the way up
Calibrated movement
Excising the soft underbelly
of ego
Letting go
The mass of conditioned detritus
Celebrating each cut
An outdated putrefying perspective
Holding onto nothing
A blended cocktail
Extravagance and serendipity
Trying to desperately outrun
That......which is nothing
Leaving the familiar
Treading water
In the paradigm of change
Caught in the universal current
Expediting the mission
Gracefully
In gratitude
Releasing the weight of all
Floating through the darkness
Bathed
In the embryonic warmth of a difference
Seizing
Cannibalizing
Leaping
Surrendering
A day fulfilled
A day blessed
Edging.......into the moment
Edging
Inexorably
Closer
Feeling the warm breath of destiny
Cold shivers of emotion
Expand exponentially
In a heart
Bursting
With grace & gratitude
In the moments of attainment
It falls
Into the vacuum of nothingness
and
The glory of surrender.
Inexorably
Closer
Feeling the warm breath of destiny
Cold shivers of emotion
Expand exponentially
In a heart
Bursting
With grace & gratitude
In the moments of attainment
It falls
Into the vacuum of nothingness
and
The glory of surrender.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Saturday, February 5, 2011
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