About the Lines of my Pages

About the Lines of my Pages

I breathe him in on the edge of thin air

His shoulders arch in the proud symmetry of gods

breaking the world’s noise into creation

His skies turn silent with storms

As that thrilling melody runs throught the universe

Through his veins and

Into mine…

There’s space between our hands now

Because our eyes are opened into the force that births us endlessly

And gives meaning to time.

Purpose.

M.

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About Fires

I laid breathlessly into blue sun storms,

Smoke rose from our skin in the darkness of the Universe,

You pulled my hair back, tighten your hand around my neck

And descended above me in light like the God that you are.

 

M.

She

I dreamt I dived into the darkest oceans and heard the whales cry,

I flew over the tallest peaks and saw the stones crumble,

I dreamt I was more light than the dream of dreams and it still weigh me down onto her street, at her door,

on my knees, with my head on her chest…

In her words.

“I wish I could take the pain away…”

And that was peace.

M.

About Revival

About Revival

At the end of a hopeless dark road

I entered the quiet place between his ancient walls. All my fears screamed on the tips of my hair but stayed behind… the memory of a time of peace embraced me with its serenity.

His hands were sculpting stone into endless jewelry.

I stood in the flowing of a timeless time and forgot the shape of my words as my eyes caressed his long hair, his skin, his eyes the color of the universe that rose up to me.

I forgot to breathe as colors faded into the only picture of heaven my story teller had told me about, a suspended place where souls without a shape recognized eachother.

I dived into his peace as if I was swimming with dolphins in the oceans of the world again.

He stretched his hand and put it around my neck. He said that it was not water that I was searching for. He said it was fire.

His fingers moved lightly on my skin and through my careless hair,

He said I had wings and that there had been a time when I didn’t fear heights and the depths that people feared had been my freedom. He said that within that I had had my peace.

I felt his heat as he put a story around my neck and told me to fly.

I walked back into that flowing, back into the dark road and my words, colors, my breath, they all returned to me and a big fire was burning lighting up the way.

In it, I heard my fears moaning in a voice I could no longer recognize.

M.

Remember me

Remember me

I have never been closer to you than I was when my feet touched the white gold of the horizon line

I went and sat in the middle of the ocean that has always stood between us

I stripped myself of all I ever wanted, dreamt or wished for

I let go of all my words between the gentle sounds of the waves

I opened my eyes and there was nothing around me but the skies of paradise

As I have pictured them time and time again in your eyes

And all I could see as far as they stretched

Was

Love.

M.

About Longings

About Longings

The dust rose with colorful balloons

And sounds of the world around.

I wept in strange hands

As my fears gathered at the door.

An unheard voice wanted to take me away and I knew salvation was where I had stood,

A place long gone even from my words,

Fading yet holding me tight in its claws,

I found no other shelter under this sun

So I started trailing back into memory on a different path

Towards to white walls of my new horizon,

Silence healed for only a while when I looked for you in the lonely sky above

And traced the story of the day when I’ll see you again

For eternity.

M.