Dreams

Dreams

They’ve been coming to me,

Each one from my past,

Testing me stripped of magic,

Showing me what I wouldn’t see,

Face to face with choices I’ve made,

As I walk through the Minotaurs lair,

Trying to find my way back to love.

Awakened,

The magic is in love,

For them, for him, for us,

But ultimately,

For myself.

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Shanti

Shanti

Finding peace

As I hang in balance

Between my human needs,

And my soul needs.

If I could,

I’d stay in your arms forever,

And melt into eternity,

But my body,

It asks to move and breathe again and again,

Until my soul is ready to journey back.

I Rebel

You might say I broke some rules along the way,

But whose rules were they,

Yours or mine?

Were they man made, woman made, society made, or human made?

Did I fail to follow tradition,

Abandon custom,

And bow down to duty,

For the sake of what?

Your happiness?

Or was I following my heart all along?

I broke some rules along the way,

But failed to bend to break my own,

And I’ve come to the place I know I belong,

Because I would never break my own.

Awakened Darlings

Awakened Darlings

The two lovers

Conjoined harmoniously

Daring to step further across

The acrobats wire

Chiming songs

As if it’s strings of the lyre

Making melodies

With talk and laughter,

Reaching higher and higher

Then what mans abilities

Can conspire

To make with even his Imagination

On fire.

Their Soul on fire!

The earth shakes each time they touch

Not just with flesh,

But with the vibrations

Or soul love,

Reverberating

Love

Love

Love,

Love,

Attuned to the rhythms

of the two heart beats

of the awakened Darlings

High above the confines

Of the eyes of those hard wired

In normalcy

They cannot see the magic of the Darling Lovers.

Nostalgia

Nostalgia

We stood in the rain

Clinging on for what was and what could have been.

When you left, I could still smell your scent in my palms,

The memory of you so real,

Until I finally had to wash you away.

A Mother’s Cry

#yogiexpressions last day favorite pose

#anahatasana today I literally cried while teaching a class and I had poetry in my head.

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A Mother’s Cry

Have you seen a woman cry?

Have you seen a mother cry?

She,

A pillar of strength,

Feels hurt deep enough,

That when she sheds tears,

The earth cries.

Have you seen a woman cry?

Have you seen your mother cry?

She,

The essence of love,

Unleashes all the pain,

She’s been holding

For all kind.

Have you seen a woman cry?

Have you seen your mother cry?

She,

The gentle warmth you crave,

Endures everything

For you and you and you,

Until earth’s water spills over.