Warrior

 i was born to be a warrior
my mildness is a coat and hat,
 underneath this skin i am fully armed
 though i walk with peace in my heart
 i am ready
my flags represent the world
i defend the defenseless, i enrich the poor, i give voice to the  choking masses
 i am the light emanating on the double edge sword of awareness
give me consciousness and I give you everything

The Pearl

The pearl, they ripped from me
there tucked in under the safe ridges of my shell i wanna keep you forever
like the moon tugging my heart from my chest
my breaths deeper, deeper, deeper as you plunge into my language
your words wrap around - encasing me
my pearl in the sky why must you wane
i go insane in your light
and dark, when you leave the shadow of emptiness
as you chase stars

The mind machine

Reprogramming my patterns. My mind is a machine that operates on the laws of inertia, perpetuating patterns. It is up to me be conscious of these patterns, set intentions, and rewrite and implement the reprogramming of new introductions and cleansing of unwanted patterns in the pattern machine.

The mind is a powerful tool - it is what connects us to the matrix and allows us to make our mark in this shared reality. Just like any tool, it can be used to either do "good" or "bad" (or neither). Use your higher conscious self to control the mind. Do not make excuses for yourself, deeming yourself powerless over your progress in life. Only by taking responsibility can you empower yourself to make change. Make the time and energy to master your mind, otherwise you will become a slave to the patterns your mind perpetuates. Life can often be overwhelming, but remember to breath and take one step at a time.

the language of bells

from our hearts speaking direct, the language of bells
and eyes that cut through glass
no need to persuade - here in the same time and space
two spiraling energies upward dance as flames
a fiery vortex to the divine unions - an ode to the oneness
there was singularity if only for a blink - closing the gap between lens and darkness
conceiving -  each creation mirroring the time before time -and then as if from nothing arriving, the moment of separation
the seed of life, giving way to the flower
as sun rays bless my skin with warmth and embrace - hope rekindling for the time when vows that are spoken are bound in the promise of love - ring true for an entire lifetime
i digress - there in magical swirls of smoke 
there in the mind waiting for the next touch - craving the electricity exchanged in close proximity breath on top of breath
 heart beating strong when the river surges, gallant  streams fill the temple full of life
knowing that everything in reality is moving
a promise is a word hoping to create a constant in an ever changing reality
the laws may stay the same - but a promise kept is an anomaly that i welcome in a warm smile and the acknowledgement of eternity