” Today, like every other day we wake up empty and scared. Don’t open the door to your study and begin reading. Take down a musical instrument. Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the earth. ”
- Jalal’ uddin Rumi (translated by: Robert Bly)
I beg to know
that world inside you,
looming like a
vigilant seductress,
floating in a space of love,
preserving your surrender.
Something about
love and happiness
sleeping underneath
the ashes
My fairytale
so confused
as the roses
hang upside down
Keeping certain memories
while letting go
of something else…
That slowly burning candle
finally fades out
but the smoke consumes me
with mysterious flashes
that kill me once more
The ghosts live on
in our dreams
and in our past
I say good-bye without regret as the poetry keeps going on
turning with the chapters
Remembering when
we shared dreams
and how I caved in
Now someone else
takes your hand
and carries it away
gently brushing up
against those treasures
She reminds me
of the sunset
Blonde hair
falling backwards
in the wind
Blowing as the
sun sinks into
the lake
We’re in a dream right now
Washing our hands clean
From all the remnants
Of everything we’ve seen so far
And how it’s changed
Our lives forever
Come back to me romantic
Drowning and lost
Somewhere in the jungle
Just a stray
Making my way
Through all the evil
That exists outside our doors
We begin to feel like soldiers
Looking upon the scene
With integrity,
Sorrow and
Eyes wishing for a miracle
As the energy
Weaves in and out
Intercepting messages
Sent from emotional discovery
There’s a determined intent
To feel pain,
A selfish replenishment
Aimed at protecting
The sacred dreams we keep
But forget to create
The loner walks
Staring at all the couples
Holding hands
In a celebration of souls
With a trail of believers
Following close behind
Hoping to find what they have
Isn’t the world
All of ours equally?
No one greater
Than anyone else
Men searching
For their legends
But not by knocking
At the door
Or waiting for the chance
To be free
Instead fully mesmerized
By a rare moment
Of truth and clarity
And all the possibilities
Surviving underneath a life
Beyond here and now
Wondering how
I’ll be remembered
Yet most likely still forgotten
ideas
floating
somewhere
in space
drifting
from their
intent
just enough
to hang on
as the hours
fly by
without sound
no loud speakers
blasting the truth
only fate
unraveling
upon the footsteps
of the world
we hold
in our vision
then it all
crashes down
into ashes
the atmosphere
changes breath
and skip’s a beat
the fantastic entrance
opens wide and
allows our souls
to enter slowly
I can’t believe
what I see
I wish I knew
how to tell you
but the memory
is soft
the surface
too far away
I could smell beer
from the parking lot
when I drove up
She complimented my hat
so I told her my story
about the brave cancer man
from Santa Fe
Evening has faded and
the next morning is
already here. Across
the miles, there you are
sleeping into layers of
unconsciousness. I can’t
see the moon tonight from
where I sit. My eyes
leaping from one star
to the next as the moments
disappear without a trace.
August 14, 2010