SUMMERS PREAMBLE

You are like a mesmerizing flower that stands in stillness amongst the tumult of a bustling forest who's shimmering petals beckon bliss by soothing listless thoughts of a weary soul

Filled with wanting for a forgotten path long grown over by memories deep in formation from grateful appreciation whose elation with lasting ceremony of celebration reaches within your eyes to bring surprise that stars within a universe of your mind shine so bright they make me blind so in darkness I find time for listening...even breathing your breath leaves my chest bereft for a longing so pleasant it's pleading is satisfied regardless of fulfillment for your cosmos is my home as your body of being is eternally found within dreams you've planted like mysteries ever revealed by summers preamble of spring that makes my heart sing.

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BURNING

Berlin, where to begin, a modern palace, a man made palisade, every road a river, every avenue with a view, a canyon as grand as the land upon which it stands. Hand in hand with enemies, armies and allies, museums for spies, not a single tourist what a surprise, then you realize the lies, the wickedness and tyranny, the inhospitality with prejudicial subtlety, who don’t you see, a refugee, not a single unmistakable identity, between you and me, France will exceed their economy, just wait for the hate to gravitate, for the ennui and balanced diversity to betray a brewing unsettled antiequanimity surrounding the lack of equality. Racial intolerance has bubbled to the surface again, only this time it does begin with “I don’t mean to offend...but how far do our borders extend.” ...might I recommend we end an era of empires and cease in territorial defense without offense. There is a new tool, it’s cool. It’s called unregulated rule. Don’t be cruel. Embrace the unusual. The only thing ...

The Most Ineligible Christian Bastard

It was a calming morning with the smell of dried leaves and plump raspberries on the vine drifting into a bedroom of safety comfortably lit by the warming early afternoon sun that gently kissed the olive green walls, they matched his eyes which sparkled with innocent delight. Laying upon his back skin exposed what little warmth of moisture that had been hidden beneath his diaper now evaporated with a pleasant wisp of mild autumnal breeze the tender touch of the woman who captured his affections gently changed him with soothing coos. Slipping into something he found peaceful and secure filled his heart with flutters of joy that created a deep trust of intimacy in these sweet moments of vulnerability. His delightful enjoyment of her attentiveness awakening a desire within his soul for something more for this intimacy to span beyond these brief moments to last without exception and be shared with none other for here he felt loved and cherished known in a way by the woman he knew an...

Quited Calm

Access to equanimity is energetically free by allowing the balance of power to flow without resistance from below.

The forbidden

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