Akin

Kindred connections

Like

Sequencing numbers

weaving made from

Cosmic

Dark space

Black hole

loops through

Time

Consistently

Reuniting

for brief moments

in the soul’s

Cycle

Process

Spirit is calling
sending reminders
to be like the wind
free
yet a force.

Through deja vu
memories
start to redefine
destiny
connecting to
life’s river
of universal
flow

path slowly unfolding
leading me to growth
to become one
with the source

Mind learning to
unlearn
back to an uncarved block
intuitively
walking the way.

Disillusion

Rupture
clarity
awoken
confusion broken
like
thousand
glass
pieces
litter
wood floor
bare
like truth
steel sword
Can’t be ignored.
grounded
blindfold nevermore.
radiate
vibrant
beyond the veil
of the veil’s
veil
self knowledge
the holy grail
don’t stray
from the trail.

Machu Picchu

Riding on the wings
of a condor
I returned home
to lush green
splendor
to this mountain retreat
I surrender.
The sundial marking the time
Inti showing only
a reflection on the Earth
Practicing the same ritual
of being a priestess
since birth.
Fortress of agricultural riches
Rainbow present at the marriage
of the moon and sun
Stars aligned
as the calendar predicted.
The birds sing the chorus
while the Urumbamba river
keeps the beat
Chewing on the coca
Pachamama’s blessing
cloudy mountain mist
the perfect backdrop.
Overseeing the ceremony
for them to be wed
Inca adorned in royalty red
Puma at his feet
protecting the ruler’s seat
Snake rising above the ground
The Andean cross trinity
The sun and moon
united for infinity
Machu Picchu
the remnant of a
civilization’s divinity.

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7

I am a reflection
of silent echos.
The universe
a speck
of sand
on a beach
of
universes,
each more lyrical
melodies of miracles.

One a perfection of
balanced harmonies
Free of calamities
Juggle of juxtaposition
Parallel coexist
Rightful persistence
Destiny wheel
Spins
and spins
Connected to
every changing lines
Ripple effect
of rocks skipping the pond
Depth to the mysterious
beyond.
Flightless fear
I’ll be near
carrying
the light of life.
One of a kind,
there is
no
other
one.

Obsession

words won’t let

me rest, feeling caught

in my chest

 

Finding pens, writing

lines and rhymes

thinking in sound

 

Stumbling upon beauty

where there’s usually

none found

 

 

Painting with words

about creations

the universe has done

 

Poetry breathes life

Insight to the world

a soul’s way of fun