Just as a man
Gives his love
A flower
The creator
Gives the universe
A star
Your soul
Gives your body
A thought
And these things
Are given
Out of purity
They are maps
Of abundance
And of assurance
That this thing
That we call life
Is growing
And it thrives
And it dies
In time
Finally we know
That the vision
Is love
And that love
Is the continuum
Of giving.
~ B
Monday, May 20, 2013
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Harmony
Happy
Going long and lucky
Seeing through my mind's eye
Toying with a child
Who plays lightly
Deep within my heart
Dancing her days
In a path of flowers
To a melody
Only she can hear
And when she's listening
She thinks it comes
From the stars
When really the serenade
Comes from her heart
And she laughs without pride
Without any reason
She smiles through
Blue skies and
Green hills
In scented fields
Of lavender and dampness
Breathing for herself
Loving for her time
Investing minutes for her mind
She looks out
He is there too
He that is him
Who plays so lightly
Deep within his soul
Pacing his days
In a path of trees
To a melody
Only he can hear
And when he's listening
He thinks it comes
From the heavens
When really the serenade
Come from his heart
And he laughs without ego
Without any reason
He smiles through
Brown branches and
Green leaves
Wandering toward a scented field
Following the smell
of sweet love and curiousity
Breathing for himself
Loving for his time
Investing minutes of his mind
In a hunt for gentle hands
He looks out
She is there too
She that is her
They pace forward
To a rhythm
Humming in their gentle minds
They touch
Without words
Without worries
With focus
And with clarity
They know their love
One step at a time.
~ B
Seeing through my mind's eye
Toying with a child
Who plays lightly
Deep within my heart
Dancing her days
In a path of flowers
To a melody
Only she can hear
And when she's listening
She thinks it comes
From the stars
When really the serenade
Comes from her heart
And she laughs without pride
Without any reason
She smiles through
Blue skies and
Green hills
In scented fields
Of lavender and dampness
Breathing for herself
Loving for her time
Investing minutes for her mind
She looks out
He is there too
He that is him
Who plays so lightly
Deep within his soul
Pacing his days
In a path of trees
To a melody
Only he can hear
And when he's listening
He thinks it comes
From the heavens
When really the serenade
Come from his heart
And he laughs without ego
Without any reason
He smiles through
Brown branches and
Green leaves
Wandering toward a scented field
Following the smell
of sweet love and curiousity
Breathing for himself
Loving for his time
Investing minutes of his mind
In a hunt for gentle hands
He looks out
She is there too
She that is her
They pace forward
To a rhythm
Humming in their gentle minds
They touch
Without words
Without worries
With focus
And with clarity
They know their love
One step at a time.
~ B
Untitled Poem
Relativity is
This moment that must sustain my desire
So I sit silently under the open sun
Whose power broke through the clouds
And the barriers adrift by the stars
Pulled forth from a place of rest
Where I'd dreamt many dreams
Ones of direction and flow
A feeling that was with me
As I awoke
A day
The length of eternity and back
Back to this moment
To expand once again,
and again, and again,
That is my mind and it's foe
Oh, sweet melody
Leave me alone
We dance back and forth
Relativity and the unknown.
~ B
This moment that must sustain my desire
So I sit silently under the open sun
Whose power broke through the clouds
And the barriers adrift by the stars
Pulled forth from a place of rest
Where I'd dreamt many dreams
Ones of direction and flow
A feeling that was with me
As I awoke
A day
The length of eternity and back
Back to this moment
To expand once again,
and again, and again,
That is my mind and it's foe
Oh, sweet melody
Leave me alone
We dance back and forth
Relativity and the unknown.
~ B
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