...
I flew over a Body of Water
Cedar Seeds in a pouch were on my chest
I bowed to My Old dream from time before I was born
Am I returning to my Ancient Home?
I entered a world of tears...
Cried by Children of Earth
I heared songs of pain and terror
I have not met many spaces to nourish myself as much
And I forgot how to speak language of Spirits
That were events of a surface
For seven days I was asked to leave all my believes and selves and enter a circle of a ceremony
For seven days I stayed in a fiery steam to meet own borders and let tight layers away
After seven days I heared
That I have not completed my Joruney with The Father
That my Wounds are still ones that keep me away from my Power
After some time a healer invited me to her space
She asked me a question
Through that I have entered a deepest chamber in my Labyrinth of Shadows
I have seen I was married to the Dark Father in a strange marriage of domination and control
With help of a Healer I ended that relationship
I said goodbye to the Dark Man
....
I am walking a New Path.....
Learning to speak Anew....
..and write New Poems....
SongsOfUniverse
sobota, 16 września 2017
wtorek, 4 kwietnia 2017
A flesh of Love
He put a piece of his own flesh into her mouth
It was a sacred communion
In that moment all times met
All worlds whirled together
They blended own particles into a world that never existed before
With her tongue she was examining all stories that dream in cells of his flesh
He gave her his fire and Sun that slept in His soul
She never dreamt of such moment
Of how a man can fill body and soul of a woman
She thought stories like this are old forgotten legends
In that moment all went still and changed all
It was a sacred communion
In that moment all times met
All worlds whirled together
They blended own particles into a world that never existed before
With her tongue she was examining all stories that dream in cells of his flesh
He gave her his fire and Sun that slept in His soul
She never dreamt of such moment
Of how a man can fill body and soul of a woman
She thought stories like this are old forgotten legends
In that moment all went still and changed all
środa, 8 marca 2017
The one behind them
I have met you in my early years
You were my creator and my destroyer
I have met sharp blades that you have
I saw how they enter humans' minds
I was growing up right under your sight...
You taught me many things
You showed me expansion of mind
Encouraged me to explore
I didn't know the price I was to pay
And I escaped it when its time came
Your curse chased me all time after that
Your curse is my burden
Now I see all those you entered your blades in and I know
This is your final time
You need to let go
You need to let yourself expand
It is time
So we and you
We all will be free
You were my creator and my destroyer
I have met sharp blades that you have
I saw how they enter humans' minds
I was growing up right under your sight...
You taught me many things
You showed me expansion of mind
Encouraged me to explore
I didn't know the price I was to pay
And I escaped it when its time came
Your curse chased me all time after that
Your curse is my burden
Now I see all those you entered your blades in and I know
This is your final time
You need to let go
You need to let yourself expand
It is time
So we and you
We all will be free
wtorek, 7 marca 2017
Daughter of a running river
Water formed her body
Water plants became her hair
Stones became her bones
Sand became a color of her skin
She rose up when she was ready
She went into a human world
Water plants became her hair
Stones became her bones
Sand became a color of her skin
She rose up when she was ready
She went into a human world
wtorek, 21 lutego 2017
A guardian of a cave
Its claws were long and sharp
It was easy to fear them already from a distance
Powerful wings that could make fearful winds to scare any being in whole area that would try to approach The Cave
That was a Guardian of The Cave
The Cave was a Girl's soul
Inside there were winds howling for Love
It was so empty as The Guardian was not letting anyone in
Inside the Cave there were paintings with images of Love
Lovers
Dreams
Yet a girl was to scared to make space for new ones and was scared to let someone in not to disturb a fragile area of deep levels of The Cave
She carried a memory of a betrayal and hurt
She often wanted to welcome guests who appeared in the area....yet the Guardian scared them away
It seemed if its role became more than protection
It started to scare away and so girl realized her Cave became so empty
Only winds were guests
She felt lost
She didn't want to be alone....
It was easy to fear them already from a distance
Powerful wings that could make fearful winds to scare any being in whole area that would try to approach The Cave
That was a Guardian of The Cave
The Cave was a Girl's soul
Inside there were winds howling for Love
It was so empty as The Guardian was not letting anyone in
Inside the Cave there were paintings with images of Love
Lovers
Dreams
Yet a girl was to scared to make space for new ones and was scared to let someone in not to disturb a fragile area of deep levels of The Cave
She carried a memory of a betrayal and hurt
She often wanted to welcome guests who appeared in the area....yet the Guardian scared them away
It seemed if its role became more than protection
It started to scare away and so girl realized her Cave became so empty
Only winds were guests
She felt lost
She didn't want to be alone....
czwartek, 26 stycznia 2017
I honor my longings I honor my desires
I honor my longings
I honor my desires
I observe and cherish them from chrysalis to butterfly...
And when they fly out from cocoon the tounge of a butterfly is my own tongue that touches nectars of flowers of life
I honor my longings
I honor my desires
I sing when they die after a flight of so many colours..
I honor my desires
I observe and cherish them from chrysalis to butterfly...
And when they fly out from cocoon the tounge of a butterfly is my own tongue that touches nectars of flowers of life
I honor my longings
I honor my desires
I sing when they die after a flight of so many colours..
piątek, 20 stycznia 2017
Healing of a Lake
The Old Woman
She knows
The Older Sister
She warns
The Younger Sister
She carries sweetnes and play
The Caring Daughter
She supports
The Mother in Wholness
She loves and lets go
The Mature Lover
She gives and takes
The Healed Wild One
She never gives up....
The Wise Warriores
She gets to the point
The Great One
She carries them all...
I am a
Lake of a Soul
Transmutation of a poison into cure
She knows
The Older Sister
She warns
The Younger Sister
She carries sweetnes and play
The Caring Daughter
She supports
The Mother in Wholness
She loves and lets go
The Mature Lover
She gives and takes
The Healed Wild One
She never gives up....
The Wise Warriores
She gets to the point
The Great One
She carries them all...
I am a
Lake of a Soul
Transmutation of a poison into cure
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