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.
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.
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.
Life is precious.
Regardless of where you are,
In this moment, you are you,
Ever growing,
Ever changing,
Ever reaching,
Beautiful just as you are!
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.
Twisted and bound
With toes in the ground
Next to a box of things
Lost and found.
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.
#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.
In another life where our dreams wouldn’t be affected,
I’d invite you over
And cook you dinner.
