From here I see….

Forever in a heart that beats

staccato rhythm endlessly emerges

too fast for the night skies that slip silently away

drums beat on a beach

nowhere near to here.

Eyes that see blue waters

soothing motion should settle the mind

and I remember why I came

to the peace of a sunny day spent

wandering history and ruins.

The ease of days unfold

seem ramping into a new place

and an old time and perhaps it is only fear

replacing the knowledge of all that is

but in the morning light nothing changes

and the heart keeps beating

until it doesn’t.

The weight of action within stirs like a cauldron

and the grasping of hands pulls tight

like a dog on a leash chasing squirrels

and I am pulled about and it hurts

this tightening and I long for sleep but it eludes me

like a moment of solitary thought that slipped silently in

then like a whisper was gone,

headed for tomorrow

without a map.

I sit here with this god awful heartburn, something I have not had in almost two months….waiting for an antacid to kick in and soothe….but more irritated as I’m ready for bed and I dread a reflux if I lay prone….but on a good note, got the little fraidy pup into the pool today for a much needed bath? or at least a cooling swim….I think the little idgit was trying to capsize me in my floaty craft…but I made it out with almost dry hair….Yay me 🙂 she on the other hand is a little better to look at and smell….no dirt in the bed, nope…not gonna happen. Don’t ask me what this poem is about, I just went with it….who knows…I need sleep right about now…past my bedtime 🙂 sorry no image to accompany it….I honestly don’t know what I would put except a bottle of Rolaids at this point….wish me luck it makes it stop….grrrr…

Cosmic wanderings

Waking from a sleepless dream

A thousand stars colliding in unison

Cosmic wanderings of a moving soul

Awake to the beauty of it all.

I’ve lived in skies of purple 

Sipped from the haze of a lazy sun

Drowned myself in the oceans of love

And floated so high above.

Days go past like trains on rails

And I feel the edges wearing into smooth

The bumps seem less shattering

And the highs seem so low

When filtering through the dust of a cosmic miracle.

Reborn in the mind and soul it seems

Everything is here and still in between

The days and nights and twillight scenes

Captured in the every day dream.

I read the words of the universe

Then let it free like a kite on a string

To fly into somewhere on the ethereal stream

Above and beyond

Everywhere.

I received this letter from the universe the other day and loved it so I thought I’d share….if you don’t get the love letters from the universe, you should….Monday thru Friday my days are brighter…(TUT.com) letters from the universe.

It’s so tempting, Kimberly, to look at your present life situation, at whom you’re with, at where you work, at what you have and have not, and think to yourself, “This was obviously meant to be… I’m here for a reason.” And to a degree, you’d be right. But you are where you are because of the thoughts you used to (and may still) think, and so you are where you are to learn that this is how life works — NOT because it was meant to be. 
Don’t give away your power to vague or mysterious logic. Tomorrow is a blank slate in terms of people, work, and play, because it, too, will be of your making. You will again have that sense that it was meant to be, no matter who or what you’ve drawn into your life. Nothing is meant to be, Kimberly, except for your freedom to choose and your power to create.