RISING

Life is a wave.

Its transient might

Crests, tumbling, falling

Giving up their breaths

In certainty of being.

Shattering in sparkles

Of sun's warming light.

It is its nature to recede

But waiting quietly poised

To rise,

Depths falling into ignominy

The troughs, unknowingly,

Unfailingly, unwittingly,

The cause, the vehicle

For ascension to glory

Of the surging wave,

Its might unsheathed

Its destiny to be

Me.

MS

COALESCING

I am the frisky river 
That empties into your sea 
But I can't fill you up 
There's just not enough of me 
So I go on, emptying, forever 
Till I be one with the sea 
Till I have no more left to give 
Till I cease to be me 
Till I the river, merges

With U the mighty sea

And we coalesce seamlessly

Into waves, you are eternally me.

MS

SKYWARD BOUND

With silver threads of blessings 
From moon drops I sew, 
Tips painted with luminous love
A pair of wings for you.... 

Lined with bits of eager winds 
That lift them to the sky,

Dusted with magic breaths of hope 
To the stars you will fly. 

Destiny's tremulous whispers, beckon

To witness the galaxies’ rebirth,

Born to reign in the celestial sphere

You’re not meant to walk the bare earth.

MS

CONVERGING

I flow, I flow, endlessly

No source in sight, nor destiny,

Is it my propensity or fate

To disembogue into thee…

I pour my innards constantly

My journey is not to find

But to lose myself into eternity

In countless footsteps assigned.

I wonder where I’ll reach one day

What horizons will bear my trace

What path will be my legacy

Which trails will my memory grace.

I hope my waters won’t fade away

Into the desert sands of time

I wish to swell into the mighty salts

From mortality, into oneness divine.

 I look for my purpose sublime……

MS

BEWILDERED

Did I ever ask for anything more

Than a smile for your ocean eyes,

A happy moment for you to live

In the glow of stars that rise.

I hummed the songs you gave me

I sang the words you spoke

We danced the waves when you wanted to

Or sat quietly, reflecting, on the shore.

I left the embers of the fires we lit

To warm you through the nights

Please don’t send choking smoke my way

To blind my already tearful eyes.

My hands were open, as was my heart

My pages open to read,

It’s your silences that screamed at me

I was the fool to hope. You never believed.

I didn’t ask for flowers, nor promises,

Not even words or glances my way

Just don’t hammer nails into my heart

Their deafening echoes ricochet.

Let me bleed my juices

Into the horizons, let them flame,

I’ll fade into the night…on tiptoe

Invisible.

Let cold blue fires burn away my name.

MS

INDOMITABLE

There is a vortex dark and deep 
That pulls at me incessantly 
As I reach out my hands 

Flailing , flapping, expectantly

To grab at the darkness 
That sucks at my soul 
At the voids that engulf me 
They shrink and they grow
And tear at my spirit
While I fight to hold tight
To my sanity 

With the last of my might

In the depths of my being 
Where tears and sweat mingle 
With the raindrops that try 
In futility, to cool my sizzle.

 
I don't blame them, or the world 
For it’s not their fault I can’t see 
Past the inviolable cloud of darkness 
Though the sun shines down brightly. 

Sprawled in a puddle of wetness 

I can’t stop my past pulling at me 
And the tender tranquil breeze 
Engulfs me like a chilling flurry. 

It’s not the breeze that's cold or wet 
It’s the twister inside of me 
I want to emerge from the shroud of smiles 
And let destiny take me to peace. 

I'll find the eye of the raging storm 
And  hold my place in the shattering calm 
Of the tiny spot within-
That will be my sanctuary 

A gale force throws me into the waves

But my grave is not to be the sea
I will rise, I will 
For there's no other way I know to be

I will rise 
As I let my love heal me 
I will be my own savior 
Till the ends of eternity.

MS

PILGRIM SOUL

Who do I belong to? 

Am I yours, O body beautiful 
With sparkling eyes and flowing hair 
The one who dances on rainbows 
And scatters smiles everywhere 

Do I belong to you, the consciousness 
That watches my joys and hurts
That sees me struggle to find my way 
And contemplates my introspections diverse.
Is my home among the birthing stars 
Where nebulae jubilantly gyrate  

Where life becomes exultant energy

It’s essence in gratification vibrate

I am just a humble pilgrim soul 
Three realms of the universe I roam 
I serve my duty for my stations en route 
Until I find the place called home. 


MS

I SEE THE STARS IN YOU

Whispers 
of dark solemn eyes 
Send me your dreams from afar, 
I hear your heart 
sing melodies 

Strummed on nebulous guitars.

Drops of ancient wisdom 
Strains of mystical lives 
and fervent future hopes, 
Mingle and play your tunes 
of brilliant stars that shine, 
Spirits of light that soar.

Lets flow together tirelessly
to the moon 
where your hopeful notes emanate,
And reach beyond
to places

where all virtues endlessly gravitate.

Into the kingdom

of glorious galaxies 

Where passions and promises dance,

Aspirations walk

with trust and faith,

Dreams sway in a divine trance.

Hushed murmurs

Of burning desires,

And wishes that come true,

Live your resplendent dreams

Where soaring success

And blazing triumphs rendezvous!

MS

PASSIVE VARIATIONS

Life changes

Every moment breathes anew

Still it’s all the same

Same bone same sinew.

It’s the eyes that shift

The voices that adjust

The hearts still blackened

By the soot of mistrust.

The horizons bleed deceit

Bigotry’s exalted tones hushed

The fire burns to ashes

While ashes turn to dust.

Lip service endures endlessly

The ways of the world sustain

The covers keep changing

Yet the book forever reads the same…

MS

DIVINE INTERCEPTIONS

On the lonely streets

In the dark of the night

Echoes of heels clicking

In ominous delight

When the staccato notes

Warn of sinister affairs

These warm affable voices

Answer my prayers

Talking, coaxing cajoling

The soothing tones I hear

From behind me, beside me,

Comfortingly, always so near

In my anguish they touch me

With gentle murmurs of love

And drench me with felicity

Tippling down from above

Smokey baritone inflections

Hold my hand with tender care

Infusing auras of faith

To dispel my despair

As artful deceptions

Wear masks so sincere

Ever vigilant spirits

Be my aural guiding pier

When life just isn’t fair

When no one understands

It’s the quiet trusted voices

That are my true friend

MS

SAMSARA- THE WHEEL OF LIFE

Every moment, like a season
It turns, as it must,
From the lazy summer sunshine
Into the autumn rust.
The flaming crunch underfoot
A reminder once again
Of bygone jasmine fragrances
And caressing drops of rain.
As log fires crackling, flickering
Spray embers in the hearth
Their warm embrace a solace
To frigid nights on frosted earth.
The distant sounds of laughter
That tender breezes bring
Like faded sepia prints
Of what we once called spring.
In vain I seek to warm my hands
Over the cooling memories
That lie beside me, rancid
Like yesterday's cup of reveries
Waiting.....once again
For the green to bury the grey,
The bare branches replete afresh

When today triumphs over yesterday

MS

ENLIGHTENMENT

In the ink of my breath

I wrote my heart

A million moons ago,

On that kite

Whose tethering thread

I let slip my fingers so.

I know it lies there

In the lap of the clouds

Waiting for aeons to unfold,

The sameness looks on,

At the undertones of change

Timeworn destiny retold.

Prophesies written

On falling raindrops

Divine edicts I read, uphold,

The aeons, they repeatedly unfold….

MS

PHANTASMA

In the middle of life

On a crowded summer street

The smoke rising

A huge billowing cloud

That feeling

I’ve been here before

Rising from within

Like a flood

All encompassing

All pervading

Engulfing me slowly

I am at another place

Where the summer isn’t so hot

The street isn’t so full

A mysterious scent

The fragrance of allure

Of blossoms wilting

In the heat of my hand

Of a shoulder that rests

Under my seeking head

A fragrance that writes

Wordless promises

In white

On the blue of the skies…

I am an island

Touching life

Yet aloof

The moments flowing

Around me

Beside me

Skimming the surface

But never scratching

A fire that rages

But never warms

Beads of heat on my brow

But leaving my heart

Stone cold

The lingering sillage

Subsides

Depressed

Like the froth

Of a lager going flat

Until the smoke

Filters through

My unseeing eyes

I see again

Not smoke

Not soft flowing fragrances

My hands left

Clutching nothingness

Clutching voids

Clutching the might have beens

Of déjà vu  

I’m still standing

At the edge

Of the crowded boulevard

Wedged

Between

Scents and sounds

From many memories ago….

MS

BOOM

Passions grow up wild

Like a raging typhoon

Inflating my skin

A turgid balloon

At its last stretch

Straining with the load

Of years of control

Ready to explode

With words unsaid

Feelings untamed

Dreams like dry tinder

Almost inflamed

Songs that lack lyrics

Dances without tunes

Darkness so thick

It swallows up the moon.

When I will shatter

In a shower of light

Dust of my sorrows

And crumbs of delight

Blended with scraps

Of my story untold

Will you gather me to you

As I slowly unfold?

Will you stand below me

As I drench you through

Let the drops of my insides

Spark your fire anew!

MS

RESTORED

I lie

Half embedded

In the wet mud of life

Half exposed

To the warm breath

Of the amber sunrise

The night is wet

And cold

In its clingy fingered hold

But the day

Makes it dry

A restricting stranglehold

Moments

Like crawling spiders

Swarm under my skin

And into my fibres

Spinning

Their webs of deceit

Pretentious chains

Of treachery they excrete

But ever so often

In the soft light of dawn

Vital drops of healing dew

Trickle down to the bone

They liquefy the hypocrisy

Melt labyrinths of unjust skeins

Till faith runs free with sincere blood

In my cleansed out textured veins

MS