I find my creative honey
And dive in.
Taste it on my tongue,
My toes.
Slurp each golden droplet
From my fingertips.
Let the crystal nectar
Take me on a journey,
Known only by my soul.
Streaming through my body,
Like threads of liquid amber.
It drips from my heartspace,
And pools in my womb.
A reservoir of dreams,
Yet to be spoken.
Photo by Giorgio Trovoto
Over cracks and shadows
she travels;
feet lightly skimming
the ground.
Until planting them,
she lands,
where the soil runs red,
and throbs
with a deep down sound.
It moves like a drumbeat
through her.
Hips rock
with the hidden rhythm.
She’s lost in a trance,
as old as time.
Gift from the gods,
once given.
Born with fire’s secret;
lighting the walls
of caves.
The spirits move her body;
as moonlight
waking the waves.
And when the music softens,
she stands for a moment
still.
The magic still stirring
within her,
leaving the trail
of its thrill.
Photo by Eddie Kopp
Come to me in the quiet of the night.
Drop your veil
And show me your wild eyes,
Alive with the green
Of deep and ancient forests.
Lead me through the starscape
Across uncharted lands
To where,
Once forgotten,
The stories are laid bare.
Now woven with melody,
Captured as song,
Sung through dusty lips,
On quavering notes,
Hearty and sweet.
Photo by Johannes Plenio
Thank you path for meeting my feet
Thank you wind for reminding me to feel you
Thank you flower for being my mirror
Thank you birdsong for lighting up the air
Thank you puddle for reflecting the sky
Thank you space for holding me
Thank you silence for calling me
Photo by Nathan Dumlao
What I want is
Healthy freedom –
Allowing myself to
Thrive and express
It all
With
Awareness. Knowing
Nothing is a problem –
There lies peace.
What I want is inner
Harmony
And from
There comes outer harmony.
I no longer
Want to be a victim of my own
Anxious patterns and
Need for approval. I am
Treasure.
roshnii 