Tag Archives: breathe

Just Words

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I learned a long time ago I am my own validation.

Only I know what is happening to me

And only I know

How I feel,

That this is my reality.

The rest is just words

And I am choosing to save my breath for

Breathing and laughing rather than explaining.

Atoms and Cells

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There is this burning in my belly,

This aching in my breast.

I struggle to keep my heart contained

Within my chest.

It is just the thought of you,

For you are not even near.

It’s just my atoms

And cells

Retain

The body of you.

Come home.

My heart will not stay still much longer

For

It is not where it belongs.

It’s just

What I must endure

While I am

Imagining

You here.

I am

Aching and breathing.

I am

Aching and dreaming.

*choleintodiamonds* originally posted

October 2015

Definitions

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Love,

Breathe

And be.

Open your heart.

Open your mind.

Open your eyes.

Drop the definitions.

Knock down the fences.

Obliterate the walls.

You are in your own way.

You have constrained your mind,

Your heart.

And wrapped yourself

So tight in definitions,

You cannot breathe.

This barricade you have built

Has left you with nowhere to go and

Nothing new to see.

Now,

You have limited your own vision.

*originally published November 2014 @choleintodiamonds*

Home

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My home stars keep calling my name.

Traveling the speed of light through cosmic storms

I visit them in my dreams.

I am merely a newborn awakening to wonders and strife. How cold the air on my skin, how the sun stings my eyes.

My mind gets earth drenched; fatigued translating language from there to here.

Most often I do not make sense when I speak though it sounds right in my head.

So much gets lost between soul and mind

As I try to enunciate and pronounce this love of all.

My heart beat fills my veins with a stirring and my lungs breathe an endless breath.

I watch and I smile feeling love flow through me; i am and never was empty for this

Is infinite and continuous.

Few see that all is translated in the stillness, that it Is always love, as we call it.

For it truly is more than love and that is why  so many continue to try and define it.

It is more than a flat word or a mere voice and that is why we struggle so; to capture and constrain this cannot be done. It will not fit in a container.

There is no human word to encompass love.

And so the writers write and the singers sing.

The dancers dance and the dreamers dream.

Every one of us ponder

On and on and on

Of love.

Mystic

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The clock calls the midnight hour.

I close my eyes and

Am aware of

You

Everywhere I turn.

My pulse races

And my mind gets dizzy.

I put my hand to my heart

And hold myself steady;

Flushed

With heat,

My skin tingling.

This is your magic

At work once more.

Intuition. Instinct.

A faint melody plays through my memories.

There is no reasoning nor answers

In explanation.

We are in synch and I breathe.

We are in synch and I dance.

The truth of us

Unspoken,

Unwritten,

Unfathomable

In the mind.

Divine mystical mystery.

Over mountains and oceans far goes the yearning.

Over soft curves of my skin fall the tears.