Worth the Fight

Someday,

When the skies are blue

And the clouds light

We will stand like the cedar tree in the great Amazon

Tall and firm,

Grounded to our roots,

Waving branches of triumph.

Through the pruning,

We prevailed,

And the burning heat,

We survived.

From the ashes,

We rise…

Till we see the sunrise

Brushing through a radiation of glory.

A reminder that the fight is

And

Forever will be …

Worth it

Robert Street

Curvy streets meandering like ocean waves,

Filled with beaming souls crossing paths,

Like a swirl of honeybees ,

Searching for lifes’ fading light,

Into the world of the unknown and yet known to thee.

Chatters echo in the air,

Smiles passed and fingers warmly intertwine,

Locking eyes with strangers,

In the world of the unknown and yet known to thee,

I glimpse of hope I find in the stares of strangers.

My soul rumbles within me ,

For in this moment,

I saw past the color of eyes,

And the twisting of the tongue,

Here,

Only the nobleness of the human spirit illuminated!!!

Burn! Burn! Burn!

I lit a match over this mountainous ego

Watch the flames of defeat burn

Burn burn burn!!!!

Tearing down pillars of Narcissism

A glorious ruin!!

Ashes swept off with restorations winds

Clearing paths to consciousness

Sighs of relief fill the air and

Teary eyes open windows to humanity

Caring, loving and laughing

With the least of them all!

Under moonlight shadows

I found my soul

Burned down and yet glowing with life

I lost it all,

To live again

Shadow light

Beautiful ashes,

These,

Black,

Pouring’s of my soul run deep like cold rainy drops,

Flooding streams of betrayal,

Soaked with pain, I am.

Shivering scars embedded beneath

Could you see me?

And give me a little grace,

Perhaps ?

Let me soak the heat under your shadow light

Chase my fears away,

Nurse my scars,

Lend me your ears

And dry my tears,

Till I see the sunrise in your eyes.

Could you see me and hold me?

Could you?

watch me, patiently

Drop this burning weight of guilt

As I limp forth into the light

Could you hold me when I stumble?

And order my steps

Till I dance into the airy heights

Floating like a feather

Defying gravity!

Could you?

Would you?

Love Me?

Paradox

You are like the raging waves

Frightening my life

Yet in sight soothing to my soul .

I long to gaze in your burning eyes

And all the more quench the cores of your glance.

Your aroma pursues my attention

It lures me and

Relentlessly tortures my mind .

 You are a book I long to read all night

But never dare to flip a chapter.

You are my life’s paradox

The puzzle I long to solve

And yet delight in its missing pieces.

Lost Soul

Run!

Like a child lost in the woods

My heart mourns

Loneliness echoes through my veins

Surrounded by shadow thoughts

Run!

My heart cries

Tired!

Breathless from a world of what ifs

Caged in the bars of my flesh

I am my own enemy

Hopeless.

Stop!

Search your soul

Rearrange your core

Spread your wings

Maybe..!

Just maybe,

You were never lost after all

Oh fearful soul

Just believe and fly!

A Thousand Stories

Remember love

You are more than the clay you carry in the bars of your cage

You are far greater than the red wires running through your core

You are more than scarlet and white marbles bubbling beneath

 Remember love

You are a thousand stories to be read

A twinkling light for generations to come

Remember love

You are more than the almond jewels you wear

Far greater and brighter than red lips and curves

You are higher than the inches you treasure

Remember Love

You are more than great abs and cute smiles

You are pricier than the greatest wine

You, love, are like a fire that can never be quenched,

A hub of revolution ideas,

A nurturer to the dying world 

Remember Love

You carry an immeasurable currency in your DNA

You are a beautiful trail of hope

A missing piece to this puzzle we call life.

Remember love.

You are needed!

Golden Heart

He burns like wild fire

Shines with a beaming radiance like the sun

Lighting trails of hope in sorrow.

Always present,

Forever dear,

A golden heart

Like roots he holds you amidst chaos

In doubting seas, a peace you find in his voice

Never claiming credit

But forever loyal he stays

 A golden heart.

His soul is forever light

Nurturing like a mother

Colors your days like springs cherry blossoms

So dear

So true

A golden heart .

The Makers Symphony

Rising symphonies echo in my ear

My soul rejoices to the sound of the drumbeat

Beating for a noble cause

Like whirlwinds, a loyal harmony fills the room

The sound of a king summons the saints

To gather the lost to the great dance floor

My spirit shakes like sea tides

I rise like the sun

Step by step bones hit the ground

Breaking the cages of terror wherever the symphony leads me

One by one

Grace gathers all instruments

Embraced in the hands of mercy

Making hopeful melodies

Overflowing with power

From the Makers of symphony!

Beautiful Beginnings

Smooth as the sea, so are my beginnings
Dreams vast like sky horizons
Shimmering with clear radiance
My Beautiful Beginnings
Humble beginnings

Blossoming fourth like spring buds
One at a time, opportunities rise
Shining fourth into trails of grace,
A marvelous creation

Far be it from me
That I become proud like a peacock
Overshadowed with colors of arrogance
A stranger to mine roots
Far be it from me!
That I forget the maker of mine dreams.