This dusty radio sits by the window.
Sunlight through blind slits highlights
A slow dance of sorts.
It does not work now though,
I hear the memories of music and slow conversations,
Laughter and tears.
Residual smoke scent and I cough.
I try to turn it on again,
Click, click, hope.
I put a plant on top of it now.
New life supported by
She does look beautiful.
Sunrise held on to
And silver hues
Mighty well this morning,
Bursting forth with the power of
her glorious light,
All else relented and bowed
Upon her return.
Warmth and brilliance now
Bathe my body and dance with my soul.
An atomic collision
Heart, soul and mind.
We pull and push in the great design
A primal song
Humming and strumming,
Torn apart atom by atom as we
Feel the turmoil,
Cells are scattered in every direction.
Atoms split into
Millions of pieces,
To be reborn
As we approach.
Hearts were synchronized in all places and times.
Pre existing magnetism brings us
Closer in a direction unknown.
Now pulled through
The black hole.
Dancing in the ride with the things we feel,
The sights we see.
Exploding as we are
Ejected on the other side.
Welcome to life.
Breathe in the cosmos.
Share your song love
Whether sad or
Anything in between.
Sing, dance and see.
Break hearts and minds open as only you can
With your gifts.
Move your feet.
Laugh out loud.
Let the tears flow,
Let your body go, move to your rhythm.
Let it travel;
Let it flow,
Let it go.
The love you share heals.
You are the gift itself.
We are gifts.
What’s done is done.
What is yet to come.
My mind keeps
Let sleep come none to soon
And carry me to dreamland
Where no one
These imaginings and reminiscings in
Sweet, vivid colors
As I dance through fallen
And falling leaves in the deep
My amusement and joy magnified
In kaleidoscopic colors and melodies.
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
When I Move,
When I dance, sing or speak,
I am all countries
And language recalls the root of one.
I am the beauty of the stillness in every flowing moment,
A galaxy believed to be contained
And constructed in the mind.
Universal ancestral beat
From the beginning to the future existing beyond.
More than mere cosmos conception.
Hear it. Be.
Alternate celestial awakenings.
Harmonious cell vibration.
Close your eyes and become.