Tag: love

Sacred Space

On By MiCoIn love, nature, poetry21 Comments

My place Path to the void The void Sacred Mountain Space

A place that calls to me.

Sunlight and blue sky, clouds,  mountain shadows

And Hawk’s winged cries.

I know this place from

Another time, another heart.

I showed him the pictures, so much like

Mt. Kailash, he agreed.

Time passed, as did he, no chance to see together

No chance to share as before.

We both knew, as did the mountain, by

It’s stars reflected in the lake.

Mystic longings,

A spirit dwelling

Timeless expanse contained

Between the peaks, a space of knowing

A place of soul, eternal.

A portal to the past and a gateway to the future.

Please, Sri, reach for me through the veil, tell me again what I need to hear

You know this place  as I do, I am sitting on the “rock” waiting.

Lift the mists once more and look for me

I will meet you there, I promise

Waiting for J at Star Lake

Seeping Sadness

On By MiCoIn love, poetry17 Comments

Sadness seeps in and

Covers my heart.

No reason, nothing has changed,

Maybe that’s the reason?

Ceiling fans hum and night moths

Flutter against the window glass.

Sweet violin music floats

Through my room and head

And brings me to a place

Of tears and beauty.

A classic combination that takes me

With it every time.

Please, shut it off, dry my tears

Turn off the light,

Set the moths free.

His Eyes

On By MiCoIn love, poetry12 Comments

There is a story behind his eyes

A complex and interesting one, full of joy and tears, passion and love.

His eyes are dark, powerful, beautiful,

And outwardly project his honestly and truth.

His gaze fills me with peace and love as his arms hold me close

And I feel his heartbeat in time with mine.

Our breathing becomes synchronized and for those few moments

I feel we are inextricably connected and all doubt is gone.

I don’t always understand him, but in his eyes I see courage, the courage to do what he feels he should in spite of what I or anyone else wants.

Such courage and strength of character are rare qualities

And serve to make my love for him more intense.

But there is more to know behind those eyes for

I feel a deep longing in his soul.

I am selfish and convince myself that his longing is for me but at the same time,

I fear that it is not, so

I watch, hope and love him unconditionally in spite of the setbacks and tears

Because that is all I know how to do.

Not Again

On By MiCoIn heartbreak, love, poetry4 Comments

Supplemental love,

Hearts in disconnect.

 

Words are as useless as

Pain shattered glass and

 

Red wine stains on white carpet are like

Heartbreaks in silence.

 

Truths are hidden, my

Existence threatened.

 

But nothing matters to a

Useless soul.

 

And to begin again is

To have faith but it is empty.

 

Ice has frozen the intentions and faith has flown.

My soul is ringed in sorrow.

 

More solitary thoughts fester and

Infect my mind telling me

 

It is better to be alone, no,

Not better, easier.

 

Less hurt, less disappointment

No more love, or hurt, or me.

I don’t want to go there

Not again…

 

The Heart of Summer

On By MiCoIn love, poetry3 Comments

Summer love, hot

Sizzling, sultry.

Just he and I in a

Simmering field, wilted flowers and

Endless passion.

A love with no limits.

He holds my heart in his soul

My body in his hands.

His touch is like fire,

Smoking my heart with its heat.

His mouth on mine melts my soul

And makes me weak in the knees.

I am completely under his command,

A total surrender.

His body is hard and lean

Smooth and supple- lovely.

His moving ways bring it all

At every turn, his loving magic.

He covers me with his passion and

Whispers endless words of heart and heat into my soul.

He has taken me to a place I have never found before,

And it is there with him that I want to stay.

For in his arms there is nothing more to want

Nothing more to be, all is complete.

A fulfillment,

Lovely and right.

If only he could feel it to, if only

I could convince him of the rightness of this.

Convince him that I am the one, and it is meant to be

That we are anam cara, soul mates.

But sadly if he doesn’t feel it,

There is nothing I can do.

I will continue to love him,

To want him, to need him and

Maybe in another lifetime, in another place

We will be together as we should be

And our halves will  join

To once again, for all time, complete the whole.

Summer’s Love

On By MiCoIn faith, love, nature, poetry, spirit, Zen9 Comments

In the abundance of summer

I am astounded and surrounded by life.

 

A time of growth, lush and green

When the Earth awakens and the cycle of life begins.

 

The trees surround me and hang over my house.

Watching and waiting.

 

They watch us scurry about,

Sometimes missing so much in our haste.

 

But the trees know and in their knowing they stand

As silent sententials with green, growing souls.

 

Makers of light, life and breath,

Keepers of the leaves.

 

I sense their souls, and can feel the strength in their roots

Sunk deeply in the earth.

 

They stretch their arms skyward,

In a silent Om

 

And it radiates from their beings, filling the forest

With its vibrations.

 

Birds answer in kind with song,

And mummers of life stir the forest floor in praise.

 

The summer’s love is not wasted on the indifferent,

The forest sees and remembers.

Each leaf and blade of grass, patch of moss, clump of shrubs

And form of life has a hand in building the harmony of nature.

 

Everything has worth, and a role to play

In the chorus of life in love with the earth.

 

The earth sings her love back

In wind and rain, fire and hope and

 

All of creation rests in harmony.

Of Milkweed Flowers and Fireflies

On By MiCoIn love, nature, poetry11 Comments

 

The milkweed is heavy with blossoms and

The sweet summer night wind is alive with twinkling lights.

 

Fireflies sparkle in the humid mist,

Rivaling the stars.

 

Heavenly scent from the milkweed feeds my senses,

And the dew-soaked field sings to me in words unspoken.

 

A multitude of flowers, yellow, purple and rose

Gather in bunches around my feet.

 

We are brought together by light and love and

Drink in the sweetness of a night kissed promise.

 

No need for words in this place of wind

Of chi, of night flowers glowing with starshine.

 

I feel the words, I see the sounds.

I dissolve in the starshine and he and I again are one

 

With the night sky and the field of flowers.

Nothing brings him closer to me; nothing brings him closer to my heart.

 

Together we share the beauty of darkness,

Together we walk the field of light at night,

 

And together we say goodbye once more as

The morning comes and the sun’s light melts the mystery,

 

Dries the dew,

And smothers my tears.

 

6/29/15

Solstice Sisters

On By MiCoIn faith, family, love, nature, poetry, spirit, Zen15 Comments

Sisters at Solstice

Close in every way.

Tied together by heart strings,

Communing, sharing, boundless souls.

Summer eve’s fire of light and drums brings us together.

We woman are drummers, playing the rhythm of life.

Givers of life, keepers of souls,

Ours and others, together in harmony.

Old friends and new, first and last.

Time is no separator, souls know no distance.

Heart words flow and sage cleans as

we face our fears and hopes, hand in hand.

The vale is lifted,

The curtain swept back.

The darkness is soft and warm

with the fullness of life.

The fire light defines the dark and

our spirit moves freely between them.

Light and dark can not exist without each other,

like tear drops and smiles.

Throughout the evening, our emotions run high and then crash to

the depths and are full of hope and love, happiness and tears.

For we are women of soul, of life

and darkness, of love and laughter and light.

Sisters united in our love of life and love for each other.

Solstice sisters, inseparable, together in life and heart, always.

Sweet Surrender

On By MiCoIn love, poetry, spirit1 Comment

Shadows dance on the wall

And candles flicker their witness.

 

Love’s mystery is practiced and plays out

In his eyes and actions.

 

His eyes so sweet,

His actions so strong.

 

His arms encircle my body and heart and

His words sing to my soul and fill my senses.

 

The heart and heat of his touch becomes an addiction,

An addiction I am hopelessly lost in.

 

One so strong it will take over my being if I am not careful

But I fear it may be too late for caution,

 

He already owns my soul and

My body reacts on its own and moves and plays in harmony with his.

 

But this is not a love I can rest in,

It requires attention to keep it in check.

 

It threatens to take over,

To become all encompassing.

 

I need to retain the upper hand, reign it in,

Tame it down, hold it back.

 

But my resolve is weakening,

My strength losing ground as my heart prepares for surrender.

 

But in the end I realize I have nothing to fear,

As it is a sweet surrender, and one I give willingly to him, only him.

Soul Sisters

On By MiCoIn family, love, poetry13 Comments

In friendship we travel

this life together.

Stronger than romantic love with

No obligations, no guilt, just love freely given.

My soul sister and I are

bound by our thoughts and hearts.

Individuals by nature but

Sisters by choice.

We echo each other’s thoughts, our

emotions are shared and any pain made lighter.

A friendship of understanding and caring, no

Judgments, no pretense.

She starts, I finish,

I fail, she picks me up … again.

The happy light in her eyes

fills my soul with smiles and

Her tears drown me in sadness.

Her feelings are mine as mine are hers.

A bond for all life, never to be broken by years or age, distance or death.

An understanding and trust found deep and silent in our souls, no need for words.

I love you my soul sisters.