You give rise to the competition in me
You call to the stand, my internal judge and jury
Your honesty is the gun
That triggers the truth in me
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
I can't play charades here
Because you demand the answers come from inside
You're a Sherlock Holmes in disguise
I see you scanning me for clues
With your inquisitive eyes
Looking for cues
Looking beyond my eyes
Nowhere to run to
Nowhere to hide
I'm exposed, with you there
Holding up the mirror
To all my insecurities
So that I may look deeper
Drop the acts and the drama
And find a
Reflection that is much more true of me
In ancient times
This is how I imagined a king would be
But now here you are
Dressed in modern day royalty
Summoning forth, the queen in me
The one that bows to peace
The one that bows to unity
In an act of grace
That can only be learned
From love given
And expecting nothing in return
So here I am
So here I burn
You found me out
You're in my orbit now
Lighting up my little universe
And kicking out
Any shadows I had, previously cast by doubt
Notions of who I was
Are now just memories
An old galaxy of black holes
For this is a new world
Made by the colliding of two souls
Don't you know
We are just loving space
In human shells that time will slowly erase
But what a gift to experience this time, this place
With the vastness of you
Nowhere to run to
No longer want to hide
This is not a game
Nor a race
And I see all this now
As my eyes come to rest upon your enchanting face.
This little blog right here, is simply an exploration of my own human 'design' and a means of trying to express its reason for being! I don't know about you, but I'm curious. Curious about trying, and seeing what happens. Each day is an opportunity to try and align ourselves with our own basic goodness. Every situation, person we meet, is our teacher, our guide to learning and becoming more aware of ourselves. The signposts pointing us toward fulfillment of our reason for being, are all out there. It's simply up to us whether we open our hearts to them. Only we can decide whether or not we try. But life ain't fun if you don't try, so seek, explore, and be eternally curious about the life you've obtained. Be your own adventurer and you will find, there really is 'bien raison d'être' - much reason for being.
Thursday, August 29, 2013
Meditations On Moments.
I am no longer looking for destinations
Just meditations
On moments shared
I wish to let you know how much I care
How much I valYOU
Your time
This space
All these faces
We're only here for a little while
For the blink of an earth's eye
So listen to the spirit that animates your smile
This presence knows best
It doesn't ask how
It only speaks of the now
Of arriving
Of planting feet
And growing skyward
To reach a conscious view
From up here I can see
A higher you
A higher me
A space where we don't question
We just 'be'...
We just know
To scribe quiet letters
And send postcards of silence to the noise below
Some fall on deaf ears
But those who listen
Will receive wise mail
Signed with insight, sealed with love
And delivered during mediations
On moments shared
No longer looking for destinations
Just asking these fundamental questions:
Have I truly loved?
Have I truly dared?
Chemical Warfare.
Where am I without you?
I am stripped bare
Reduced to my need for your absent care
And I want to be brave
And I want to be strong
And I want to be the woman you've thought
Was standing here all along
But she doesn't always have the answers
And she hasn't always taken her chances
Especially when surrendering to love
And its chemical warfare
And the way it strips you bare...
And yet here I am, I'm going in
Reduced to my need for your care
And my needs to be nurturing...
And I want to say I don't
But I do!
I care
I ache
I long to love
And be loved by you
And I want to remain independent
But what does that mean?
I've been this fiercely so, for so long
I'm afraid it's turned my heart to stone:
A sculpture, a relic
A tombstone in memory of
Lovers lost in the past
Where once it was broken
I must have placed my heart in a cast
Thinking it would heal alone
But this wound only wept
For having been kept
In the dark for so long
And so, I'm not as strong
As I look, you see
Sometimes I cry
I frown
I crack and I bleed
Reduced to my basic need
To be cared for by you
But don't you know
I would return the love tenfold to you
It's simple and it's sweet
And yet, it's so hard to admit defeat
So hard to put my weapons down
And to relinquish the "I'm unbreakable" crown
For if I take it off
Where will I be?
I'd be stripped bare
But armed with a new sense of bravery
By stepping into this chemical warfare
Honest in all my vulnerability
And surrendering this tiresome, lonely weaponry
...I lay it down
And as I do
There you are standing next to me.
I am stripped bare
Reduced to my need for your absent care
And I want to be brave
And I want to be strong
And I want to be the woman you've thought
Was standing here all along
But she doesn't always have the answers
And she hasn't always taken her chances
Especially when surrendering to love
And its chemical warfare
And the way it strips you bare...
And yet here I am, I'm going in
Reduced to my need for your care
And my needs to be nurturing...
And I want to say I don't
But I do!
I care
I ache
I long to love
And be loved by you
And I want to remain independent
But what does that mean?
I've been this fiercely so, for so long
I'm afraid it's turned my heart to stone:
A sculpture, a relic
A tombstone in memory of
Lovers lost in the past
Where once it was broken
I must have placed my heart in a cast
Thinking it would heal alone
But this wound only wept
For having been kept
In the dark for so long
And so, I'm not as strong
As I look, you see
Sometimes I cry
I frown
I crack and I bleed
Reduced to my basic need
To be cared for by you
But don't you know
I would return the love tenfold to you
It's simple and it's sweet
And yet, it's so hard to admit defeat
So hard to put my weapons down
And to relinquish the "I'm unbreakable" crown
For if I take it off
Where will I be?
I'd be stripped bare
But armed with a new sense of bravery
By stepping into this chemical warfare
Honest in all my vulnerability
And surrendering this tiresome, lonely weaponry
...I lay it down
And as I do
There you are standing next to me.
Higher Vibrations.
Enjoy the transition
Enjoy this transmission
To a higher state of being
We ask you to buckle in
Before elevating
Do you believe you were born to fly?
'Cos we do
And we've been watching you
Every time you fall
We observe your willingness to rise again
Before sending out another feather
For your wings
We never stop listening
And neither should you
For you are us
And we are you:
The one, the whole, the universe.
Enjoy this transmission
To a higher state of being
We ask you to buckle in
Before elevating
Do you believe you were born to fly?
'Cos we do
And we've been watching you
Every time you fall
We observe your willingness to rise again
Before sending out another feather
For your wings
We never stop listening
And neither should you
For you are us
And we are you:
The one, the whole, the universe.
Thursday, August 22, 2013
The Wise Turtle.
No prizes are ever won
For jumping before the starter's anxious gun
Slow, steady wins this race.
For jumping before the starter's anxious gun
Slow, steady wins this race.
Now Is Piercing.
There was no knight waiting
I will see no shining armour ahead
I hold the sword now.
I will see no shining armour ahead
I hold the sword now.
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
The Agency.
What if I don't fit
This mould
This hold you have over me?
I do my best rise to above it
I do my best
But you only see what's wrong
You shake the bird
To get the song
Then you put her back in this cage
But aha!
She is not there
Only emptiness remains
For you could never contain
The vastness of what she has to offer
So don't try and mulch her into your generic fodder
She will not decay
She will not wither or smoulder
Her spark is yet to become a flame
And you have just provided fuel for her fire
Kindling to feed her desire
For change
For growth
To persist with the honest work of the soul
That was put here to fit no mould
But her own...
This mould
This hold you have over me?
I do my best rise to above it
I do my best
But you only see what's wrong
You shake the bird
To get the song
Then you put her back in this cage
But aha!
She is not there
Only emptiness remains
For you could never contain
The vastness of what she has to offer
So don't try and mulch her into your generic fodder
She will not decay
She will not wither or smoulder
Her spark is yet to become a flame
And you have just provided fuel for her fire
Kindling to feed her desire
For change
For growth
To persist with the honest work of the soul
That was put here to fit no mould
But her own...
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