Feeling everything unfolding
A brand new now
riding on a peacock
because Life is awesome
God in the palm of your hand
because the sky touches you everywhere she can
trawling stars through cyberspace
inside your own broken soul
at the leading edge of the universe
this is it
Threshing against your smallness
How you will die
But God is Here just for you
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Monday, December 19, 2011
once upon a kundalini
the serpent inside me whispers "repent"
coiling her supple limb around and about the space I never knew I had
hissing as she rides the breath here and back
sliding through the rainbow
shedding patterned scales of truth
crumbs on the trail
lure for the birds
singing pure truth
building our own myth
stretching out of my spine
letting these roots hold me here
still sorry
but for now and never forever again
coiling her supple limb around and about the space I never knew I had
hissing as she rides the breath here and back
sliding through the rainbow
shedding patterned scales of truth
crumbs on the trail
lure for the birds
singing pure truth
building our own myth
stretching out of my spine
letting these roots hold me here
still sorry
but for now and never forever again
Walangari Karntawarra "Colours of the Rainbow Serpents"
Sunday, December 11, 2011
uncommon courtesy
And the earth rallied around us,
materially mired in the heart of desire.
thinking we could get it, make it, be all right
as if it isn't quite, as it is.
fallen angels crying out in our sleep.
"Lord if one of us has to be wrong, please let it be me"
as if, if it wasn't, then there wouldn't be much use in praying,
or wishing for anything or everything at all.
Everything I ever wanted today
materially mired in the heart of desire.
thinking we could get it, make it, be all right
as if it isn't quite, as it is.
fallen angels crying out in our sleep.
"Lord if one of us has to be wrong, please let it be me"
as if, if it wasn't, then there wouldn't be much use in praying,
or wishing for anything or everything at all.
Everything I ever wanted today
Thursday, December 8, 2011
eyes lie
if I could tell you my secret it wouldn't be a secret anymore.
If what I want is wanting then wanting is what we'll have.
the cynical optimist binding the truth beneath the way I feel.
The beauty behind my closed eyes opens into this
the stillness inside the song
dancing to hoofbeats of silences passage
passing through ever ready time.
Ride with me here
Past the edge of tears already fallen
answer the sweet sweet call of my empty heart, (still so tender)
broken open to let more of you in.
Friday, December 2, 2011
Rough Love
I've been meaning to tell you
the taste of my tongue
against the width of your smile
secreted inside my crooked teeth
How even if I did bite of more than I could chew
I'd swallow you whole if I have to.
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