On beeing

You never saw

me,

the little solitary beeing

moving about

filling in the cracks and holes

as I sat beneath the summer sun

reaching for the sweetness in my mind

finding the calm

packing it all in tight like an amber suitcase

overflowing as layer upon layer

it rose higher

overflowing in the richness that is life.

You couldn’t see me there,

moving fast although almost stationary,

hovering about the dreams and colors

gathered from experience one by one

friends and memories

each packed away for savoring when darkness fell,

to sustain and revive the thoughts once more

dripping in their perfection like yellow diamonds

sparkling in themselves like jewels,

so precious and a part of this life

sweet and filled with beeing.

I will build and hover about it all

learning and seeing

laughing and fluttering about

bumbling often too but that’s okay

’cause when you’re just going about

the day to day

beeing all you dream,

not even sugar can compete

with the drops of gold

of a heart that holds

it all to share

one bloom of thought at a time.

A bit of whimsy, this pretty little cake made me smile and thought I’d spin some words to hopefully make you feel lighter and smile too.

A scents of peace

Lavender soothes the mind in night

candles flicker their beauteous light,

oil to calm the troubled skin

another day to move through again.

Where peace comes calling, the stars collide

and bringing dust in dreamtime I fly

through midnight grace and images deep

restless and warm I search for sleep.

I hear a song from a passing car

and the lyric soothes as it drifts so far,

I saw the faces from yesterday

in nights sleeping memories they stay.

Like chapters from a story of fear

I feel the menace of the ones I held dear

and running I stop and choose to fight

perhaps I’ll win tonight.

He looks in my eyes with the barrel raised

and winks just once then walks away

the moment passes and I finally breathe

the story of mind does often weave,

the scents of life bring me back to now

and eyes wide open I’m alive somehow

for he knew that I had been within the peace

and with his exit, I’ve been released.

Every night this week I’ve been having some very strange dreams. Last night was like a massacre at the place I formerly worked at, and as I knew something was going to happen somehow, I remembered the only place to hide, yet he watched as I entered and as I rushed to lock the other door, through the window he smiled at me as he raised the gun, I stood my ground and he winked and turned and walked the other way. I was also barefoot and trying to tiptoe carefully through the glass with a young woman I didn’t know who followed me. Strange scary stuff and not sure what it was all about, but it’s been a long time since I’ve had such vivid dreams. Time to release more essential oils into the air for calm before sleep I think. Enjoying them none the less and trying to garner sense from it at the same time 🙂 peace and sweet dreams tonight I pray. K

Effervescence

We slide along gently,
playfully dancing on the lightness of life
while bouyed by bubbles of thought,
slipping and sliding off of one and each other,
merrily we move
water and oil mixing
together yet always drifting
lifting off the bottom of consciousness
we rise.
Colors weaving in and out of ether
happy gasses glistening in our perfectness of self
and propelling us through the infinite
we emerge,
effervescent and humbled at our gravity.
Lightly descending once more
we fall back into the pot of universal brew,
untapped –
we wait patiently for the moment
when freed from our confines
by the rub to shine
and fervent wishes,
we explode across this life
happy in each moment,
blessed indeed
by the beauty of all we cover
with laughter and light
we drift on like magnificent blue balloons
from cloud to cloud
on the air of humanity.