Poetry can be a healing experience both for the writer and the reader
CREATION
Nothingness A Void of Silence Oneness In perfect Harmony, Spiralling through Infinity Only to focus naturally To form a flowing energy Whose high vibration Creates all levels All dimensions of reality Of every frequency Through Power of the Sound OM Resonating between matter Off, on, off, on, off, on. So Light may become Water A Sea of Living Love, Birthing a planet A Cosmic Entity Our Mother Earth Who breathes a female energy To sacrifice her Womb For all Humanity Creating blueprints For a Truer World Where humans truly human Remember Her to be A living Star-seed Belonging to a Cosmic Family On her way Home To the Beauty of Eternity ‘Gateway to Infinity’ © 2001 |
I LIVE ON AN ISLAND
The sea’s saltiness is sweet To the tongue of those who Understand Eternity Who feel the beating of her tide Lapping on their daily shore Copying the curve of waves And craving to be reborn Into shapeless form of Sculptured rock. With azure sky and air A living backdrop, On my palette – a bluish blur, Like islands stranded, lacking land. I live on an island And love the sea, While my island loves no-one but herself, For she has been drowned in greed, By those that do not heed. Entrapping us in our submission, Which I can no longer bear, As boredom and materialism, Turn on their wheel of fear. Fear of never leaving this tender prison Where mermaids lull their loved ones fast asleep, While life repeats itself relentlessly towards regression, Where safety is my greatest danger, And I may only sleep estranged, For all I dream of are ways to leave. And though I’m happiest near the ocean, My sadness leads me to another land, Where I no longer walk and think in circles, As I become a stranger to despair, So I may once again awaken To taste sweet saltiness in the air. Gateway to Infinity © 2001 |
DREAM CHAMBERS
Take a walk inside the Womb of the Goddess And tread with grace and gentle respect As you step along the path Looking for the Child in the Sacred Spiral of Life. Chanting in the Chambers Praying to the Holy of Holies As you listen to the echoes of Higher Vibrations Spiral into the Skies And fall into the depths of her worshippers’ rocks, carrying and storing the Sound of Silence in waves of stone. Red ochre blood Splashed across Her Spiralling Design Sealing the Dreamers in their Dream Chambers Protecting the Living and the Dead Bringing in Her Power that exists Throughout All-Time And as they stood humbly before The Oracle and asked: “Who are we?” The Oracle’s answer Echoed through the Chambers: “Dear Children, Do not forget - You are the Bridge between Heaven and Earth, Head in the Sky And feet in the Dirt.” The Oracle will tell you stories of the past, the present, and the future. Can you hear them Echo in your Mind? ‘Heaven & Earth’ © 2003 (Dedicated to the Hypogeum, a UNESCO World Heritage Site) |
THE RIVER OF SOULS
The River of Souls Flows from High to Low We drown in its stream Like the Seen in the Unseen The Truth is near The Water is clear Yet our minds dirty it with our Fear The water is transparent The temperature is kind And yet we fill it With the mud of our Mind In the River of Souls We Merge and Unite Like Spheres of Light Which Melt and Ignite. So why can’t we just Be Like the River is to the Sea? ‘Leela’s Game’ © 2005 |