Hallow's Eve....
Slips and conceives...
There is an ocean of dreams...
Hallow's Eve.....
Who speaks through the maple leaves.....
Sinks in my skin with emotion.
O Hallow's Eve....
You swirl with your creative notions
of love potions,
Hallow's Eve...
O Hallow's Eve
Things are suppose be
Come join me
As we stand with the trees.....
Eat apples, raisins & pumpkins seeds,
And watch the golden sunset.
Dreaming Mama
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Sunday, October 31, 2010
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Fill me Up
Fill me up.
hear my heart's song.
Rush to me in the wind.
And thrive through my body.
Fill me up.
Sun's warm embrace.
Draw me close, stop the chase.
Fill me up
sea spray mist
And fill me with a gentle kiss.
By the moonlight.
I can't resist.
To ride the waves,
And feel the ocean's floor.
Spin me up
Open heaven's door.
hear my heart's song.
Rush to me in the wind.
And thrive through my body.
Fill me up.
Sun's warm embrace.
Draw me close, stop the chase.
Fill me up
sea spray mist
And fill me with a gentle kiss.
By the moonlight.
I can't resist.
To ride the waves,
And feel the ocean's floor.
Spin me up
Open heaven's door.
Monday, August 30, 2010
It is I
It is I.
Yes,
she is me,
the woman who lives by the sea.
The woman who holds the wind and water in her hands.
She who sees the land change
by the power
of an invisible force.
She who sees the beds of lakes
as the water disperses among the grass.
Pink fish flop around, and yet, fly in their grace of restlessness.
It is I,
who carries the wind in her hands,
Holds its breathe between her breast.
It is I
Who recognizes the blades of grass
and knows the land I am standing on.
It is I,
It is I,
It is I,
Yes,
she is me,
the woman who lives by the sea.
The woman who holds the wind and water in her hands.
She who sees the land change
by the power
of an invisible force.
She who sees the beds of lakes
as the water disperses among the grass.
Pink fish flop around, and yet, fly in their grace of restlessness.
It is I,
who carries the wind in her hands,
Holds its breathe between her breast.
It is I
Who recognizes the blades of grass
and knows the land I am standing on.
It is I,
It is I,
It is I,
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Grandmother moon
Grandmother moon,
I see you.
I feel you.
And I hear your story,
Of mothers who walked continents for their children.
Warrior-ess of strength who battle armies, with their children on their back.
Selene on her chariot,
Artemis with her bow and arrows.
Luna......
Grandmother moon, I hear you as you send me strength in the forms of your stories.
Grandmother moon,
I see you, as you are eclipse.
Grandmother moon,
You are still there, even in the shadow of darkness,
But just for the moment...
And then,
you
return..
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Love's Descent
O' heavenly Bliss
Shower me with the colors of the sunset.
Orange yellow, red, pinks and glowing hues.
Bring me peace.
Sing to me.
And be,
My heart's desire.
Shower me with the colors of the sunset.
Orange yellow, red, pinks and glowing hues.
Bring me peace.
Sing to me.
And be,
My heart's desire.
Render me sweetly
Great Spirit
Who renders me sweetly,
take me to your humble home
To render me close
To render me smoothly.
To abide me to sea sprays of mist
To quench the desires of tranquility.
To feel peace render upon me.
Great spirit, who renders me sweetly
Take me to your humble home.
5*29*10
Friday, May 7, 2010
Honoring our mothers and our mother's mother on this day.
Dear Great Spirit,
O Heavenly divine.
Create a space
A pace
of the sublime
To honor our mothers
And to understand their journey
To honor our mother's mothers
To understand their joy, their grief, their desires, their disappointments, their miracles and their tragedy.
To understand who I call mom, of whose womb I laid in,
To understand her heart as mine beat with hers.
To understand who she calls mom, and the womb she laid in.
To understand the her mother's, mother womb where she laid in.
To understand all her sisters who were also mothers.
Nestled.
Safely.
To remember the smiles, the hugs, the looks of caution, the looks of hope and the expressions of unconditional love.
I give gratitude to my mom, to mother's mother, to my father's mother, to all the mother's in my lineage, to all the mothers of my relations, to all the mothers in the world.
And say "Thank you."
O Great Spirit,
O heavenly divine.
Thank you for our mothers whether with you in spirit or her on earth.
Thank you for allowing our spiritual cords to connect us all, as we walk through our path, and journey forth in our lives.
Allow us to remember.
Allow us to heal.
Allow us to honor our mothers on this mother's day.
And so, it shall be
As above, and so below.
Love and life everlasting.
O Heavenly divine.
Create a space
A pace
of the sublime
To honor our mothers
And to understand their journey
To honor our mother's mothers
To understand their joy, their grief, their desires, their disappointments, their miracles and their tragedy.
To understand who I call mom, of whose womb I laid in,
To understand her heart as mine beat with hers.
To understand who she calls mom, and the womb she laid in.
To understand the her mother's, mother womb where she laid in.
To understand all her sisters who were also mothers.
Nestled.
Safely.
To remember the smiles, the hugs, the looks of caution, the looks of hope and the expressions of unconditional love.
I give gratitude to my mom, to mother's mother, to my father's mother, to all the mother's in my lineage, to all the mothers of my relations, to all the mothers in the world.
And say "Thank you."
O Great Spirit,
O heavenly divine.
Thank you for our mothers whether with you in spirit or her on earth.
Thank you for allowing our spiritual cords to connect us all, as we walk through our path, and journey forth in our lives.
Allow us to remember.
Allow us to heal.
Allow us to honor our mothers on this mother's day.
And so, it shall be
As above, and so below.
Love and life everlasting.
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