Sentinels of the Night

Ah, bless-ed wing-ed creatures of the night
that lift my dreams
to the starry blankness of the dark
on wings of leathery blackness
until my soul re-emerges to the light

Dark of Winter

I watched the snow fall down today,
Blow across the fields of grey,
Block the sun from shining in the sky.
It's the dark of winter.

I dreamed a dream of spring today,
Snowy fields had gone away,
Bright blue skies, flowers and butterflies.
But it's still the dark of winter.


We all walk this Spiral Dance.
We all harvest what we plant.
Spring, Summer, Fall, and Winter-rest.
Spring comes around, and we start again.


I dreamed a dream of summertime,
When temperatures start to climb,
Without a single cloud in the sky.
That's when I'll dream of winter.

Breathing

Breathing

Breathe in.  Breathe out.

One.

Breathe in.  Breathe out.

Two.

Breathe in.  Breathe out.

Three.

   Breath after breath
       put end to end
          strung together, one after another

a chronic chain breather

filling each moment

    consciously unconsciously           
    structure                      

              chaos                                                           

breath                     

until the last bit of air is drawn in

                                        until life is exhaled

                                                                   until a lifetime is fulfilled

Three.

Two.

One.

Balance

I am the line between yin & yang

Each piece of me resonates with the sound of the Universe

Be-ing

My spirit cries to be more than I currently am

My soul stands steadfast 

knowing I'm already who I need to be

Breath fills my body

light fills my soul

at the same time that darkness envelopes my being

that causes me to gasp for sustenance 

I taste the glorious sparkle of flight

While lifting each foot against the sucking mire of gravity

Until I achieve 

balance

Until I achieve

While lifting each foot against the sucking mire of gravity

I taste the glorious sparkle of flight

that causes me to gasp for sustenance

at the same time that darkness envelopes my being

light fills my soul

Breath fills my body

knowing I'm already who I need to be

My soul stands steadfast

My spirit cries to be more than I currently am

Be-ing

Each piece of me resonates with the sound of the Universe

I am the line between yin & yang

11.21.12

Glimmer of Enthrallment

I looked in your eyes and saw infinity
Your breath mingled with mine and I tasted the beginning of time
You touched my hand and I felt the pillars of the universe move
I listened to your heartbeat and heard the roar of the waters of creation

My very being rested into yours as you
bared your soul to the essence of me

I spiraled with you
away from the profane
into the endless expanse of the sacred

Watching in amazement as new edifices
rose out of the chaotic ruin of the edge of infinity

The Persistence of Time (and other love songs)

Notes: In my mind, I hear this as a lullaby.  Once I hear more of it, it will be played and recorded. Thank you, Ni-Cara, for the title!-gmh

Originally written: 8.29.11,  11:30pm.  

Slowly   slowly   slowly
   ever so softly goes the time
Stretching across the distance

until I have nothing left to give
nothing left to hide

The smell of rain
   fills the olfactory nerves
making the world fill with
the musty dusty smell of
   dirt and wet concrete

Flowers grow until they fade
   then seed, die, rebirth
  sharing their bounty in
the cycle of life

Wheels roll ever onward
   until there is no more ground
on which to roll
 And then they rocket
onto the sky, the moon,
the stars, the universe
leaving all else in its wake.

Leaving everything behind
in search for the ultimate
             question

Then the bowl tips
         the water spills
       and it all begins again

"untitled" 8.29.11, 11:18p.m.

When death is imminent
and darkness looms
We can let go and face
    the night with adventure in our hearts
with light inside our soul

When misery floods
    our very gates
and despair howls on our doorstep
We will stand with laughter on our lips
       a song within our eyes

People will see this
  and some will say,
"That gives me hope,
     to go on another day."

Others will look and declare,
  "What the FUCK are they on?"

Still others will understand
    and join in the adventure
the light, the laughter,
         the song

in a show of solidarity
    to the
indomitable human spirit
that drives us to go on