i love you
with no conditions
my heart knows you…
a sure thing
like the birds that wake
to the rising sun
they know it’s their time
a precious new start to living
i love you each day anew
but always feeling
timelessness of us
like infinity
never waning
© r.e.l. 5/31/10
photo from Infinite Infinity
you can go
to the meadow
whenever you want
i’m always there.
you can move together with me
feeling our breeze
sharing the same space
that created us
from one heart to another.
i can feel you touching my face now
as you float to me in a mist
reaching the same space
our mystery…
our meadow…
© r.e.l. 2/10/09
photo by Michele Kamenar
posted for Poetry Potluck 5/8-5/14/11 on Jingle Poetry
my face in thine eyes
thine in mine appears
and true plain hearts do in their faces rest
where can we find two better hemispheres
without sharp north, without declining west
whatever dies was not mixed equally
if our two loves be one
or thou and i love so alike
that none can slacken
none can die
from ‘Tristan and Isolde’
photo from Eva-Marie Lind
moving too fast
leads to doubt
allowing no feeling
digesting
loving
all that you are
along the way
even if eyes on your words
can be a form of touch
you long for
you are precious
and grow
like a little seed in its bud
into a flower
be patient
all in good time…
© r.e.l. 5/28/10
inspired by my daughter
photo by Lori Tuttle
posted for Poetry Potluck 4/17-4/23/11 on Jingle Poetry
you are a gift to my world
do you know that?
i will follow you
to the end.
would the stars give me you,
the one i have searched for
all my life,
without also showing me
the way,
the secret
to find you
in my life?
i whispered to you
you took my hand
together we moved forward
to discover the wonders of
yes.
© r.e.l. 5/21/10
on the wings of time
you are
floating as if effortlessly
yet with unknowable strength
i don’t know how
but i’m headed there now
to see you
in the moment
you saved
for me
© r.e.l. 5/18/10
posted for Poetry Potluck 5/8-5/14/11 on Jingle Poetry
flowers growing
knowing their secret
is in their seed.
do not pick me
too soon.
i am free
in the wild
growing on time.
i am a flower.
i am me.
© r.e.l. 5/14/10
photo from Wikimedia Commons
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
let yourself fall
to see
what is
on the other side
of that moment
© r.e.l. 5/8/10
inspired by my yoga practice mimicking my life
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
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
when i sleep
on the pillow
where our heads once laid
i know
you feel my hand
on your chest.
surrender to this moment
and feel it
in the time
when it is
your eyes that close
in our dream
come true.
© r.e.l. 4/29/10
photo by King Barbarossa @ deviantart
i am an ocean
of words
you a chaser of silence…
and i am yours now
like a team
we balance
not pushing the river
that flows by itself
in the mirrors of us
what we seek
to diminish
to crave
we are
somehow
within the roots
that bind us
after the words
nothing changes
yet everything does
© r.e.l. 4/28/10
the mere fact
that i existed
seemed to
drive your heart
and give you courage
to travel
an ocean of time to find me
just to touch me
just to breathe my breath
once
© r.e.l. 10/31/08
this post is for Poetry Potluck Week 14 on Jingle Poetry
thanks so much to Jingle for this Most Graceful Poet Award on Jingle Poetry
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
one moment
can last
speak many words
and futures
build bridges to
knowing
it’s all ok
despite the rest
on the outside edge
of that moment
r.e.l. 7/1/08
inspired by a deep stare
Posted for Poetry Potluck week 18 (1/16-1/22/11) Languages, Signs and Symbols on Jingle Poetry
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”
to disconnect from you
my heart stops a little
as if a part of me given… yet unreceived
and i leave myself behind
to watch with no voice
looking back as if a dream.
then you flap 
your wings
and come to me
no time passed
and you remind me
we are both sharing the same wind
i am resting, maybe sleeping
always feeling
the force that moves between us
and through things
held together
only by air.
© r.e.l. 4/21/10
**this post is for Poetry Potluck Week 15 (reflections, interpretations, and musings) on Jingle Poetry
Winner of The Celebrate Poet of 2010 Award (with Promising Poets and Jingle Poetry)
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