Monday, March 16, 2015

Healing Pain

My love is eternal.
Our bond; a sleeping baby.
I fill the room with thoughts of love.
Then I close the door behind me.

I imagine the other person.
Together we have established a pain.
I see love; an internal seal is shutting.
In thought I heal what I cannot say.

This is a brisk state, my mind.
Like ice covering a water.
A vision of us; you walking towards me.
As the vault feels our presence growing warmer.

Our contrast fusses for a deep mellow.
So the ice begins to crack.
It drags emotions up to the surface.
Pooling our bond upon a spiritual track.

~ B

Saturday, March 7, 2015

Spirit of Wind

There is a way to move the wind.
There is a way this is shaped without touch.
By voice shall things turn.
Uplifting what matters; uplifting us.
Feel a soft dust.
Feel the Earth's crust.
I listen to the sounds out here.
I know now how they shape us.
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I am moving forward.
I am walking in the wind.
Up towards a stage.
Goosebumps trail the skin.
With my gut I will sing;
The stage is now filled with noise.
I can feel only who I know is there.
Fluttering through me; perfectly poised.

~ B