it’s unbelievable how at home i feel in an airplane. Submerged in no one’s drama, not even my own. Spiritual at its best. if feel so much in such little space. Up here, I feel complete. I feel accomplished. I feel silent and serene. My being extends to all corners, adventure pounds my heart. A willingness to accept the unknown the untouched. At one with God, with myself with the essence of life and the core of love. I am absolute with the One. At home. this is my comfort.
Love,
is starving for touch to send its wings into the deep sky.
Love,
wants to shower under the dust of the stars,
wearing nothing but the essence of its existance.
Love,
is starving, looking at you,
leaving dust that shines at your feet.
You,
are starving for love to clothe your existence.
When should I start? When is the moment? How does it begin? What will I say? Did I miss it? Should I wait for five minutes to pass or will the moment never come because I purposely waited for it. So then I will create the moment now. A moment in which I am bathing under velvet pink rain standing on top of yellow green orange leaves pressing against a tilting earth. In this moment, I am free.
There a moment, in time, but not this time, here with the pen and the paper.
I wonder what this night will bring. I wonder what moments it will craft beautifully and set them aside awaiting for someone to take part of it. To notice its efforts, to understand that it’s on your side. Will you notice the night? Will you feel its breath on your heart? Will you notice its eyes full of love, trying to tell you that love is abundant.
I remember certain moments, where night played center stage and broke me loose from convention. I remember sweetness in the days when I felt the hands of time its body rushing rose petals on my skin. moment inventing greater moments. Communicating within themselves, sparkling inside of joy of seeing my heart jump out of my stomach in such happiness at such brilliant moments.
Trembling, but never fearing night.
I am here before you naked in my thoughts.
Sky of honey see of diamonds covering me inside of hope.
Midnight wrapped its thick velvet drapes around my eyes, as we both entered into its final stages.
If
you want to know my life, open a pomegranate and ask the seeds how I’ve planted them.
If
you want to understand me, speak to me with your
eyes. See me with the clarity of water.
If
you want to know me, ask the mountains.
They all know me. They know me very well.
Hello Loves!!
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After my first book of poetry came out, I remember how excited I felt. It was a whole new world for me. The world was full of possibilities and I was ready to seek them all out. I loved that book and nurtured it through the process of doing promotions, book fairs, poetry readings, radio and T.V. appearances.
Then came a period of not writing. Something that was very foreign to me. I had spent all my time in promoting my book that for a while nothing new was coming to me. I had come to a full stop in my creative process. This was, of course, annoying, irritating, and frustrating. I didn’t want to force write because my attitude toward writing is that it should come naturally in the moment. That feels more authentic to me. To capture a moment on pen and paper. To free the thoughts swirling around and expose it to the light.
Wild is the Heart, was born from an adventure I had in rediscovering life again through traveling. After a few years spent in the midst of some grand changes in my life and new expectations that binded me to a mundane form of living, I realized that I had to wake up and do it quick before the moment passed me by. And so I spent some time going within to find a way out, and I did and this book gives a glimpse of the life that entered back into me.
