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
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