11_1_12

We were married
almost one year ago
to the
day.

You are
starting to hear
my heart song
which is
a
wail.

You didn’t hear
it
when
it was
a
whisper

a
tiny
voice
which
i
could
barely
speak
out
loud.

but now
that voice
is a solemn
cry.
a steady weeping

and now
you hear
it.

Too bad.
I
am
angry
now.

You think
this
can
be fixed
with
popsicles
and
band-aids

kisses
on my
ouches

like a
father
kisses
the
skinned
knees

of his
daughter

but this
is not
a skinned
knee.

This
is my heart

and it
is
tired
of
aching.

She rocks me into the deep

(for b.) written 8/21/12

She Rocks me into the deep with her soul arms wrapped around me.

Can you see it? She asked me Where did you go? It’s another
Place
A letting go,
a vast ocean
of darkness which is not dark
only space/time

Leaping

to where you need to be
healing
your Soul vibration.

A love that is like
no Other- the primordial rhythm-
pulsing through you
as you
know. you feel. you are. I am.
Love/light/love

peace. Place has no meaning in the place of love.

Light beings are all of us
We know no darkness,
only love-being. We are that

which we were born to be-

Unblemished as we were at our conception-
undamaged unmasked by our mothers’ and our fathers’ experiences.

She came to me in the night
and brought me to this world again.
And I was no longer afraid
I knew I could let go of the fear
and not be held back.

I know there is no such thing as pain
only blocked
energy and “Dive into it.” She said. “You can be free.”

So Dive in.
Into the oceanic love and light
of the waves washing over you

See the shining eye

the blue/purple light when you let go and
Be Free.

Allow your Self to transcend

into the heaven here on Earth.


2. After Care for the Heart

As above,

so below.

You are the truth love light beauty creative

soul self Energy

You are vibrating with this
Peace in a new way
but you always have known

You are coming back to your Soul Being.
Love being.
Love light
love.

All blessings.

Breathing

She took my breath and
my heart
then with one fell swoop
gave it back to me
in five little words

I am still in this.
And just like that
I can breathe again.

I have let a cold stone

I have let a cold stone wrap around my heart.
Around that I have wrapped it with a layer of foam and bubble wrap.
I am tired of slamming my heart up against the walls of my chest. My
heart
Is a tiny little baby bird.
The bird
needs to be held and nursed back to life.

I am not sure if that baby bird is dying.
Maybe the cat finally got to it.