Archive for July, 2019

Nature’s Blessings



The sacred smoke rises

bathing life in a purity

of blessed intentions:

– to walk the path of

the veiled valley where

your destiny lies in wait

for your fated arrival.


The sacred waters flow

softening the hard edges

along it’s purposeful way:

– to become strong as only water

can be, being gentle in it’s

movement towards its source –

where life manifests love.


The sacred winds blow

hither and thither imbuing

the creative impulse within:

– to instill a calming evolution

that guides all towards love –

uniting in this moment, your

whole self with your whole self.


The sacred sound echoes

through the chasm of silence

blessing life with a divine grace:

– singing your honored truth

through the veiled vanities of

your blessed heart – where you

can say that all life is sacred.

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To The Land

The Allowance


To allow in

and allow out

to the land

and the sea

where the cropped

rocks starve

and the silver

waters breathe

exhausted without rest.


To let out

and let in

to the earth

and the sky

where the golden

stars lie

in wait for our souls.


To show in

and show out

to the physical

and the ethereal

where the beating

hearts wake

to the beauty of life


To be out

and be in

to the sea

and the land

where the lingering

smile meets

the longing gaze

– love is there.

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Altered Eyes

A New Dawn


After the dark night,

a new dawn soon follows with

a radiant light,

and in the great shinning a

new practice soon forms –

the Great Listening – to breath

with sure intention.

Through the altered eyes of a

stilled soul I saw a

vision of blissful delight.

Fractals of our true

destiny lies in the love

we share with others.

We find that our souls vibrate

back to us our heart’s

true path through lessons learned

and life lived through love.

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Tears Worth Shedding

Days And Nights


There are days in

every life – many days –

where great deeds are

done; great heroic deeds.

Days where mountains

are peaked, where life

forges new friendships,

days where obstacles

are not only met but

surpassed, where light

dissipates the darknesses.

There are monumentous

days where life comes to

not only know, but becomes

one with love itself.


There are nights in

every life – many nights –

some less than savory,

where you must fortify

the strength of the Earth,

the courage of the heart,

to not only look, but to face

the darkness inside and

out. Nights where you wish

only to hide from the world,

searching for a comforting

thought – a way to breathe

easier, lighter – nights where

the darkness obscures your

eyes and the feeling of being

lost takes over. There are

these nights in every life too.


There are dawns and

dusks in every life where

beauty overwhelms the

eyes, where love is made

true; illustrated through

many resplendent colors.

Times where night meets

day and day meets night

where light and darkness

light darkens and the

cloudy shade brightens

and all the eyes  can do

is to well up with tears

either out of an unknown

optimism for the future or

a remembrance of darkness

and sorrows past. Yes, there

are dawns and dusks where

our tears fall for all or no reason.




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The Call

Only Love Could Answer


I have heard their call,

the sisters of the sky –

where the stars all gather

to celebrate our beauty –

I have heard their call

that life is a mystical

experience to be lived

with devotion to love.


I have heard their call,

the brothers of the earth –

where life all gathers

to honor our presence –

I have heard their call

that all life is a ritual

which our souls perform

with reverence to life.


And I have heard their call,

the family of distant pasts –

where wisdom gathers to

shape a future guided by love –

I have heard their call

over the river of silence

where life came knocking

and only love could answer.

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Floods of Greatness

Beholding Miracles


It comes to the space

of my breath, between strides, blood

pumping, endorphins

are firing, that the mind

and body are a

miracle to behold. Think

a solitary

thought and your mood, if not your

entire day changes –

it’s like words (verbalized or

not) are magic and

maybe they are, I’ll leave that

for the others to

discuss. You perform a single

task with earnest desire

and repeat it with

diligence day in and day

out, and after a

short while a new graceful

skill emerges – just

through your determination

and repetition;

add to that elixir

a dose (or two) of your raw

talent, or better

still a cause to attend to

or to fight against

and there is no telling how

high you’ll raise. You, my

love, are a miracle to behold.

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Gathering Stars

Life’s Vista


It is true that the

stars – visible and

innumerable – all

gather to celebrate

the birth of your love,

to be touched by the

gods and given the

beauty which that touch

has brought leaves the

rest of us unable to speak.

That fated moment where

grace became manifested

in the hearts of mankind

bring a terrifying beauty

to this world and a manifold

purpose to  life’s delicate

balance. We are all seekers,

in a way, looking towards

others for our sacred truth,

and looking back through

life – personal and global – we

see through the pains and

tragedies of life and come

to view the vista of life

lives in the truth of beauty’s

divine bounty: your heart.


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Life Is Singing

The Siren’s Song


I have heard her song

sung in many tongues,

her call beckoning me

forth to her side, to always

walk beautifully with my

feet in her waters.


I have read her words

written by many a hand,

her hand waving me

forever far to always

talk beautifully with my

mouth filled with her words.


I have felt her wonders built

resplendent through serene

grace, ever aware of that

divine fragrance to always

live beautifully with my life

eternally bound by her cause.


I have tasted her truth

made ready with the spices

of life, her elegance emanating

high on a lofty brow, to always

love beautifully with my heart

infused with her grace.


Yes, I have heard her song

sung by every mouth in every

tongue always calling forth

to life to come and rejoice

in her sacred waters, to

always live with that Tapas:

that sacred flame in the heart of life.

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