Dreams at the Door

Knocking at the Door

Once upon a dream

a young man stirred quietly in the field

waiting for that moment to become he

waiting for that instance

when the world turns its head

and allows his quiet confidence to be the ear

for all his village to see

however, he waits forever for this moment

Years pass by

Centuries disappear

and this man who once desired to be free

has now becomes the man he always wanted to be

awake from the destruction

akin to the world

awaiting his life to unfold into the grace he always foretold

for his mother was right

and his father told him so

he has become the man the world always wanted him to sow

he fell broadly upon the plains

he bloodied strongly amongst the estrange.

for now he admits the answer that he so boldly always knew

was waiting at the cold of his destructing former ego once sold...

for, the time is now

the dream is here

the instance of his day pushed quietly at the mist running astray

for this man to which we push away

may just be the man we always wanted to see.

So surpass the bias

undermine the fortunes less told

and belittle yourself into the mass appeal for letting go

for the ego is lost

the self has disappeared

this man to which we seek

is only the one knocking at your front door...

ESCAPING

CONTRADICTION

In an escape from the contradiction

and an applause from her freedom

she dreams of the day to come

alive into the pieces that placed her together

her mangled tears

intermeshed into the illusions of her past

she yearns for the moment, when peace overwhelms her soul

when the aching to become free in this present world

Overextends the magical moment of simply being she

when she can overcome the bursting of fears

to walk gently into the shadow of her darkest hour

when the earth speaks softly into her awaiting ear

when the sun opens her shadow to broadcast her beauty broadly upon the world

when her realization that today marks the day of dropping all games

her power of awakening comes full circle into the beauty of the day

for this moment stirs silently like all others

awaiting for that push of desire

and that stir of inspiration,

for the very thought that today is unlike all others

and this magnificence shines openly for all to see

is the answer we all know some openly

for the illusion of her contradiction is only just a broadcast away

its only just a simple year away from the moment when her heart melts

her fear trembles away,

and she is left melting into the illusion

s of comfort

that used to wrap her astray

for this moment is here

this moment is now

stand up and applaud for the crowd has awakened

to the beauty of she...

Moments of inspiration...

Some recent poetic inspiration for all of you.

This is a small taste of how I put my books together, using my poetry as a voice of spirit, and my photography as a way to synergize that which we can never quite put to words

So as you read through,

feel the flow

gather the taste

and simply unwind into yourself...

Breaking the VEIL

Whisked away by the tempting through the breeze

The soft caress of your gentle thighs sends shivers through my spine

As the veil to which you operate your life

Begins to unwind itself upon the projected beauty of your existence

You come full circle into the unbelievable reasoning

that stems success within your life

As you begin to realize that which you desire greatest

is simply the false yielding of your unprojected truths

You will fall suddently into this calm docile world of truth and friction

For the growth to which you want to possess

Calmly falls to the process that you wish you would become

but as this gentle earth heals the wounds that tore you in two

you begin to realize that all that you seek is simply falling gently

into this petite heart of yours

but as the time passes by

and the years begin to fade

the torture to which you want to run from

only violates the ground to which you walk

as the core of your existence is only a falling facade

into the charms of just the docile few

so put down that guard that challenges your evolution

allow the free flow of spirit’s walk

bring gentle and passive peace to the parts inside that hurt

let the freedom of your existence be the breaking point of your greatest demise

for the pain to which you fear

is simply the dreams to which you forget to surrender.

For the unyielding dream of God, only grants us but one wish

falling forever in love with the soul that surrounds the flesh of our meaningless body...

PULSATING MOMENT

The feeling that pulsates within

let it be the magic that amplifies the vibrance of your greatest gift

let it be the sunlight that charms the spirits only seeking for peace

let it be the goal of your unprecedented fears

For the pulsations that soothes your soul

and calms the placid part of your dwindling self

Is the calm cool collect part of your being

that yearns for a moment to come alive

that yearns for the moment when you push away your boundaries

and become lifeless to the amplitude of your spirit

pushing you to fulfill your greatest inner desires

for as you listen to this voice and

push away those cobwebs of endless demise

you fall gently into the hands of ever present circles of grace

the grace that pours you into the calm, swift angles of lull

Giving your purpose a driving force into the parts inside of you

that yearn to come alive

yearn to be the falling grace into life and love

so be one with that pulsation

allow it to be the soothing endless sensation that picks you up

and throws you into an endless world of personal captivation

captivation that yields your highest self

the one that shows up fully for the meeting

becomes alive when the day begins,

and falls in gently at night

in full knowing that earth has seen my greatest self

and the purity of this moment pulsates you to be free!