Month: June 2010

cocoon

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she only wants him
to hear her
to feel her syllables
like a feather touching his skin
even for a second
so she keeps trying
for that triumph
why?  because she loves him

what else can she do
but wait for his cocoon to open
on its own time
she cannot open it for him
though he secretly wishes she would
to free him of his prison
she knows its in the struggle that he grows
she can relax though
she gets forever afterall
because he walked into her dream with a purpose
to never leave

© r.e.l. 6/29/10

 

**this post is for Poetry Potluck Week 15 (reflections, interpretations, and musings) on Jingle Poetry


 

receive your gift

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We go to yoga class. We start the class by making an intention. Then what?

Do we hold true to its energy every second of the class? No. We tuck it away in our heart and let it speak its own words to our soul.

For, the energy of a wish comes from within us and can hardly hide its wings when we are moving the prana as we move our bodies in twists and waves.

What we feel comes from within. Before the words even articulate themselves to our being, we know what it is we are trying to say.

Sometimes we are silenced. Sometimes this is a blessing. In this inability to find words, our soul is telling us to go deeper. Look into the still pond of your being. Do not always rely on words. Look to the swirling space that doesn’t want to hear your words and give it your thanks.

There is more to living.

Namaste.

© r.e.l. 6/29/10

unspoken

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unspoken words
speak above
emptying your soul
to me
but i know your secrets
i’m in you

the missing stone on your path
find me at the edge
near the bridge i see you on now
in the cold

you see me waiting
with your words
don’t ever change who you are

© r.e.l. 6/25/10

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Winner of The Celebrate Poet of 2010 Award (with Promising Poets  and Jingle Poetry)

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what i said is not what i mean

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I recently saw a quote from an online motivational writer which sparks my interest:

“I know you think you understand what I said, but what you don’t understand is what I said is not what I mean.”

At the same moment, I also saw this picture online, captured under the category of bridges over troubled water.

For some reason I feel the two have relation in what I’m trying to say to myself in this moment.

This bridge encapsulates a journey into the unknown somehow.  To walk out onto this bridge into the fog along a treacherous cliff along old cobblestone seems precarious to say the least.

Yet, it draws me in.  If I were faced with this bridge in this moment, I would surely put one step in front of the other and venture out onto it.

It metaphorically speaks to the wish to know more about the unknown, what I actually feel, and what loved ones actually mean behind their words.  We can find it difficult to put our thoughts together into words sometimes.  It is in this difficulty that our unsure words simply open up more questions and more uncertainty, as if the attempt to communicate with another takes the lid off of their secret bottle where they live.

It is true within our own selves as well.  In a strange way I feel that the way to find out the true meaning of what I am trying to say right now to myself can best be found by walking across this bridge in the mist.  If I sit out on that point, I think I will find the answer.

© r.e.l. 6/25/10

space

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space
giving him
air to breathe
me, himself, us
the clouds will part
the moment he opens
again… when he cannot
imagine this life without me
when he forgives with no conditions
his wind will reach me and caress the back
of my neck… and will tell me “you will know, love,
when i am in the sky coming back to you… don’t worry”

© r.e.l. 6/24/10

i built you

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i built you
to shield me from the world
with knights, dragons and swords
to fend for the delicate
precious
parts that lie inside
shadows…
dreams…
escape…

you kept me safe
so that i could go on my path
alone

although i owe you a lot
i no longer need you
i let the water
wash you away now
slowly it drips
so that i no longer have to pretend
that you
are stronger than me

© r.e.l. 6/23/10

photo on wikimedia (edited by r.e.l.)

follow the mist

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I am ever-changing.  In this moment I seem to be in the middle of a silent breath between states.

I appreciate many forms of life: people, viewpoints, spirituality, yoga, words.  I notice that it is common for people to tag a style of being in the world, which then closes them off to other inspirations that could come spontaneously, from afar, from within, or sometimes right in front of their own face.

There is a misty quality to knowing you are on the right path, regardless of the unknown.

I follow the mist……..

There are as many ways to grow and evolve as to be uncountable.  We all have our own way, and to follow another’s way is to not fully engage with your own inner guidance.  I am influenced by many modes of thought but always, in the end, I follow my own truth.

listen my love,
illumination is eternal.
now is always evolving.
as there are billions of stars,
there are billions of steps.
as there are billions of souls,
there are billions of ways to grow.
~Rumi~

In fact, my yoga practice has taught me this as well.  With my many experiences with yoga styles and traditions, in the end I most enjoy the vinyasa flow style which allows me to organically lead myself to where I’m headed in that moment.  This leads me to my own way of growing.

I listen to my body as I would music, as I move and unlock the secret messages hidden within the spaces of my being.

I am listening now.  It whispers to me that the answer is to keep listening.

© r.e.l. 6/19/10

victory of love over time

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I’m reading the book “The Time Traveler’s Wife” after seeing the movie a couple months ago.  It felt that somehow there is a message in it for my destiny — a sort of answer to my life.  Not that I am a time-traveler or know of one, but that I am fascinated by time and any talk of past, present and future relating in ways other than chronological.  I love to wrap my mind around Einstein’s thoughts on time and that there is no such thing as linear time; we made it up.

Of course it’s a love story that touches my heart.  He always returns to her. And there are similarities with her knowing she is doing what she has to do for love, despite the waiting and loneliness, that mimics my life. But it’s the notion of time that brings me to write now.

They meet in different stages of their life, spontaneously.  How often do I wonder what the person I love looked like and sounded like in future years, or in past years.  And how would we be together at different ages, different age gaps, and different stages of life.  It is a story to remind me that age and time do not matter when it comes to love.  Love is the victor in the end. True love is timeless and never ends.  It is the beginning and the ending.

© r.e.l. 6/16/10

 

lumière

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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.

© r.e.l. 6/13/10


from here

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from here
in the space absent of you
i have more power to give.

erased are your doubts
gone is the pressure
to be more than i am
for now i can see
that in you, you saw
a perfect soul
and it was me.

your answer to life was me
all questions answered
since the first day i came
into your heart
and i in you
you are a resonance
of my perfect heart
beating
you looked after me like a brother
a best friend.

i find now
that in letting go of something
there is a hidden treasure
to be found
in the experience.

i have found what means the most.

© r.e.l. 6/4/10

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this post is for Poetry Potluck Week 14 on Jingle Poetry

thanks so much to Jingle for this Best Poet Friend Award on Jingle Poetry