i shine of rust and moonlight
i am here for you
your letters
i am magic
watch me while i
deliver your
sand and stars and thoughts
i shine of rust
and moonlight
© r.e.l. 5/29/13
Photo credit Govinda Kai
just motion, weightless
i am here to tell you
that your magic
demystifies your
you
your path—alive and open
knows no worry
just motion, weightless
never doubting, confident
i am here to tell you
about this one
beautiful life
© r.e.l. 8/21/12
for my daughter
as blood flowing
your path knows
i heard you say last night
while you were breathing
i vow now
i promise
to include you too,
little soul inside
i hear you
as honest as blood
flowing
it will happen
in the way it needs to
in the most unexpected
moment …
pass into the rite
it’s magic
© r.e.l. 6/4/12
image by by cricketw, Redbubble
dear mountain stream
i don’t know how
you do what you do
but you do it
every time
to me
a never-ending
way of being
dear mountain stream,
speak to me
as loud as you wish
© r.e.l. 8/20/11
image by s i m s h a
Posted for Poetry Picnic 8/21-8/27/11 on Gooseberry Garden
my hand
do you
know
what it
feels like
to know
that
when i hold
my hand up
to the sky…
it has your fingerprint on it?
© r.e.l. 3/6/11
image by simsha
posted for Jingle Poetry week 25
shared on Ethereal Heights
featured in FREEDOM IN WORDS & ART on redbubble
featured in Love Bytes on redbubble
the magic of my histories
I move. I feel. My blood carries my life.
I am still. I look inside the calm waters… and here I find the truth of who I am.
Jeff Klein says it well in his article ‘Moving Again’: The quality of our life depends on how we move, and on how we embrace the stillness as an essential element in the cycle of movement..
When overwhelming energies arise, can’t I see that the water is only clear when I allow myself to move what reaches out, running evermore inside..? Whether difficulty or pure joy, I can push it away as if to be scared when it is too overpowering…
When whatever it is has moved through me to its end though, with an ‘ahhh‘ the sun comes out and shines on the tranquility, piercing it with clarity. 
I imagine being immersed in a calm and clear patch of ocean, seeing clearly in all directions. Yet, looking above, I occasionally see waves above moving past. When I accept it, I can watch the intense moments transform to a gem that whispers the answer, just as the ocean wave becomes the calm ocean.
Even if I seem to be searching without knowing exactly what I am looking for, I can see that it is still there if I invite the intensity. It is trying to touch me with the truth….
We have known since Einstein that everything is energy — just alive in different forms. It is in the magic of my history that I can find the treasures, carved out of my bones, my heart, my dreams, my teardrops. To look at this beauty is to watch time stand still, to let go, and to become one with the mystery.
When the Japanese mend broken objects, they fill the cracks with gold. They believe that when something’s suffered damage and has a history it becomes more beautiful. ~Barbara Bloom
© r.e.l. 11/24/10
your innocent trust
you
who changed my life.
let me be heard.
you felt who i am.
without question.
so, i invited you in…
your innocent trust in true love.
and the spirit of the world always taking care of everything.
you came to me in any moment, as i closed my eyes.
i know you never wanted to leave my arms but, you see, don’t you? you were meant to. only you can lift the dark cloud that shadows you.
never will i forget how you heard the writing of my soul, evolving my spiral, to share with me your magical love.
i will always love you.
© r.e.l. 11/22/10
[photo by Cloo Potloot of Belgium]
chill
chill.
the beauty of solitude.
magic.
finding your soul.
the answers are coming.
just lie here.
you will know what to do.. soon.
ommm
© r.e.l. 10/24/10
photo by Ricky Tran
i’ll hold you up
hold on
open and true
only you know your power…
please don’t close yourself off
to the world
that works for you
in the shadows
unfolding something
magical
for you
you do not
want to miss it
look up into the sky tonight
it’s the place to leave your doubts
i’ll hold you up
in the first star you see
© r.e.l. 7/5/10
Featured in Speaking Out on redbubble
river of time
you exist
outside the river of time…
so do i
passing through the veil
to this place in my heart
a journey through
before finding the sun…
in me there is magic to this life
to realize the answers
because love survives
tattooed forever
as the one
who will find the way
forever enchanted
to eternity
© r.e.l. 7/4/10
lumière
in my mind
i see much that is false
but when your light
ta lumière
shines upon me, upon you
like a star, étoile brillante
the false, the imprisoned
dissolves
and all that remains is
that which is authentic
and true
untouchable
the unbelievable truth…
look through the window,
my dear
this magic
detects only that which
can survive the darkest days
and nights
it removes the rest
leaving us with
all that we dreamed
to see the end, look at the beginning
it whispers to you
–>> remember us.
please use your light
t r u s t it…
to light our path
that we walk together
hand in hand
to light our soul that we built
with blind faith and two bottomless hearts <3 <3.
© r.e.l. 6/13/10
i see you
i see you
in all things
in a time where
magic is a rule.
is it true
that difficulties increase
the nearer we approach
the goal?
we haven’t even begun
to fill its shadows
© r.e.l. 5/12/10
life is a journey
Life is a journey. I intend to make it worthwhile.
With regards to this journey it is not important what the venue, physical activity, or endeavor, or even the goal. What we make of our experience is what counts. What matters is the lessons that remain with us after we have completed whatever it is we do and how we integrate this knowledge in our hearts back into the society in which we live. It is a true life meditation to keep lessons we learn inside us and never let the magic die.
“Everything you are against weakens you. Everything you are for empowers you” (Wayne Dyer). I have found this to be true. Like the The Secret, whatever you give your power to (even mentally), you make stronger.
I emulate my life in my yoga practice. I let myself fall to see what is on the other side of that moment. I take all of the positive powerful experiences I feel as a person onto the mat with me and play them out, so to speak, to fruition. I use the power of the energy I generate there to feed my experience, using its fuel to vaporize any false stories or inhibitions I may have about myself.
I reach a point where the past and the future become unimportant. There is only that moment, and the incredible certainty that everything is taking place as it should be, and this fills me with trust.
I know I have a question about life and that it will unfold as I breathe. With each step I will be open for new discovery in the next moment. Moving my body will unlock the fruits of the inquiry that I cannot know until it happens.
Why do trust? Because of the mere fact that I exist. I trust everything that is happening to me in my life. I let my body guide the way. This allows my heart to shine and my mind to take a backseat.
© r.e.l. 5/8/10
do you know
do you know
that mixed in you
is magic
born out of
that which captured
your soul
and you abandoned
and you will find
your way
when you
truly are you
in this moment
and can
rise above?
© r.e.l. 5/6/10
posted for Poetry Potluck 6/19-6/25/11 Void, Loneliness & Sorrow on Jingle Poetry
the stone of you
i fell asleep
with you
holding you tight
eyes closing
with a smile
your mystical roots
fears no more.
in the morning
you were still there
my hands in stillness
enclosing you
you whispered a secret…
you slept with
my magic
© r.e.l. 4/27/10
inspired by some magical gemstones
Featured in Touched By Fire on redbubble and Touched By Fire the blog
Posted on Poetry Potluck 7/24-7/30/11-Nature and Life on Jingle Poetry
the way
i had no choice
but to move forward on my path
finding love in my heart
fearlessly opening to life
as i returned again
to the land
that was like a father to me
giving me life situations i needed
that were meant for me to progress
and seemed to have
the same heartbeat as my own heart.
along “the way” i was led to silence
a peace that i had never known
and a truth that will remain
with me
as magic
forever
begging my return.
© r.e.l. 4/24/10
inspired by the Road to Santiago, Spain–”The Way”
