POETRY
Writing poetry can be healing and transformative because poems reflect the voice of the soul.
CREATION
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 we have drowned her in selfishness And turned pure love into bitterness Entrapping us in our own 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 think and walk and 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
(Inspired by the Hypogeum, a UNESCO World Heritage Site) Take a walk inside the Womb of the Goddess But tread with grace and gentle respect As you step into her cervix which leads you along the path Looking for the Child in the Sacred Spiral of Life. Chanting in the Chambers Praying to the Holy of Holies As 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 future, the present, And the past. Can you hear them Echo in your Mind? ‘Heaven & Earth’ © 2003 |
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 bodies 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 Just as the Delta branches out from the Nile Yet the River remains One Why can’t we just Be Like the River is to the Sea? ‘Leela’s Game’ © 2005 |