to-night.

sleepy, slowly falling eyes

rest upon that pillow

the time has come to bed the day

and fall into tomorrow

 

Maybe

Maybe this smile is for you
Maybe in this moment we shared
Maybe I said yes instead of no
Maybe you told me a secret
Maybe I cherished it as my own
Maybe I hid my true feelings from you
Maybe I worried I would lose you
Maybe I was scared to disappoint you
Maybe you trusted me anyways
Maybe I appreciated that trust
Maybe I felt safe finally saying how I felt
Maybe this all became foundation for something more
Maybe just maybe I wanted to be yours
&
Maybe just maybe you wanted to be mine.
     

Tear Soaked Smiles

The tears that stream are not formed from sadness this time
these tears are released out of understanding
relief and clarity

a gratitude is mine
to deliver to the deeper understanding of my being
to never waiver under feelings of loss
under feelings of exclusion

for all along it was I who chose to be on the outside
only wanting through thoughts of need
taught to desire inclusion, acceptance, warrant

how silly not to trust I was more
naivety at it's best
struggling against powerful core magnetism
for i always knew deeper than deep
that i was something special
something more

years spent
building myself back up
thought by thought
tear by tear
and desire by desire

yes, weakness still seeps through
in moments lacking confidence
lacking brightness

those moments carry importance
for it is what you choose to do after them
that shows you your true strength
your true character

I smile because it makes you want to smile.
               

praising the youth

deep within this logical center
thoughts win to visions
stopping time,
for nothing really exists.

Sharing pictures,
of this past self you still feel is you
to hold yourself to someone you long once were
how unfair - to be so stuck

white waves wash on through
taking with them the work you've done
to release that little gem
that little girl you've grown out of

I thank her for her patience
for her trust
and for her ever desire to keep pushing through

If it wasn't for her strength
I could never have gotten here
could never have seen past that insurmountable
mountain of lessons
to see that sunshine on the other side.
     

Selfish Selflessness

to write of happiness

when in a state of unhappiness

comes your writers block

so afriad

to dig so deep

terrified of what you might uncover

recovering artifacts

long ago forgotten

pushed down,

supressed,

distracted

they never really left

only hidden

to re-emerge during the next big crisis

or perhaps to cause it

so when we feel we have found happiness

have we?

do we know what true elation feels like?

do we understand true appreciation,

self-devotion or self-gratitude?

are we at peace with our entity?

First step, living in self-love.

  

You Passed Me Your Flashlight

to find strength in those who are different
for they shed light in places we forgot
blind eyes seeing visions of repetition
habitual unconsciousness

not to hate that which you do
but to become so focused
to no longer see on either side

running past helping hands
and kind eyes
so take that second to breathe
take in your amazing surroundings
and focus on experiencing something new

but to not look at all
is no excuse except inability
to be vulnerable to change

unhappiness no excuse,
too many reasons happiness exists
we learn our appreciation
and in return, we love

for love never runs nor hides
love is there, eternally yours.
         

If I Am A Mirror

If I am this mirror, than who am I? What thoughts are actually a hundred percent my own? This is too confusing. I need to catch up. I don't want to be the moon, just a reflection. I don't want to be a false entity. 
I want to be truer than true; Bright, white and beautiful. I want to be honesty. I want to be love. I want to be forgiveness and trust. I want to be thoughtfulness and ambition, beauty and strength. I want to be all the attributes needed to help my fellow souls. I want them to feel the immensity of all they can access and all they can deliver. 
That is the type off mirror I want to be.  

Sacred [Winged] Beauty

so tired of talking,
my mouth has run dry.

the age of listening has dawned
let us bow out our egos
for their era has ended
too smart to be tricked, used or seduced

we've outgrown our young, naive ways
spreading our wings
and ascending into the aethers

you may chose what you will
but be advised
as what seems popular today
will surely disappear tomorrow
so choose not fad nor trend
but choose heart
most sacred desires

for when listening to oneself
presented before you your truest beauty
all the beauty you hold
and all the beauty you share.

Broken Crown

The new song by Mumford and Sons is truly poetic;


Touch my mouth and hold my tongue
I'll never be your chosen one
I'll be home safely tucked away
Well You can't tempt me if I don't see the day

The pull on my flesh was just too strong
Stifled the choice and the air in my lungs
Better not to breathe than to breathe a lie
'Cause when I opened my body I breathe in a lie

I will not speak of your sins
There was a way out for him
The mirror shows not
Your values are all shot

But oh my heart, was flawed I knew my weakness
So hold my hand consign me not to darkness

So crawl on my belly 'til the sun goes down
I'll never wear your broken crown
I took the road and I fucked it all away
Now in this twilight, how dare you speak of grace

So crawl on my belly 'til the sun goes down
I'll never wear your broken crown
I can take the road and I can fuck it all away
But in this twilight, our choices seal our fate

To Love, To Light

"No reading required

for the following words

are not words at all"

I speak to you from the depths of my soul
I speak on behalf of love
and of light
for both are my truest passion in this life

Choosing your path is never easy
as you set out aware of your obstacles ahead
aware of the love you surround yourself with
aware of your potential you can achieve

Armed with as much love & knowledge
you have acquired to pass on
For love is not always unconditional
Fairness not always distributed
Encouragement not always given

We prepare ourselves for the toughest journey
as every decade our Earth suffers
so does humanity & all the souls returning

Returning to not lands but puzzles 
so indistinguishable from the last
Returning to souls so lost
knowing nothing more than imposing that on you

We face a steep and upward battle
don't fret my lovelies
for we hold the truth and power
we can overcome any amount of darkness ahead

This time is to learn to trust
to love
and to unite  
For only together can we make it
back to the utopia we so deserve

So dig deep
Reach that abundant supply of love
and go forth, reunite with past brothers and sisters 

Love yourself and allow others to love you
Because there are so many incredible reasons
why you are so loveable!          
     

Forgetting To Remember

To remember my light
for as bright as it shined before
fading slowly through time
so small, incalculable

Not until this, did I even notice it was missing
For not until the darkness pierced did I care.
although this may present as a set back
I view it as a fresh beginning
a positive thing to focus on

Striving to bring the light back
not just to myself,
but to the ones that surround me
For our souls attracted from memories
spanning lifetimes of lifetimes alike

We're not just learning,
We're remembering.
 

The Past Has Not Been Forgotten

Shine around, through & out

like before

before the forgotten found their legs

legs that took them depths away from the light

Shine bright, bring back our truth

The returned brought with them memories

knowledge we've hidden from ourselves

our fear comes from decision

Deciding to live by the moon or by the sun

by the water or by the land

by truth or by lies

So easy to view when unhindered

by ego or by temptation

yet there lies the truest challenge

when in the deep

to view from higher ground

to avoid getting sucked into the darkness

For I can only shine
as bright as the light I have to give

I can only love
as much as the love I already hold for myself

&

I can only care
as much as the value I see on this earth

Kindly Reminding

A gesture from one being to the next
a simple kindness
the adoration of some
unknowing of the span it travels

so kind to a soul like mine
so altruistic & true
something so minute for them
something so naturally pure

falling from ledges built by egos
memory lapses the truth
you remind me of what I know
what I've felt before, although forgotten.

 

I Run.

I ran for fear of falling

falling madly & deeply in love.

I ran for fear of question

question of my hearts truest intent.

I ran for fear of winning

winning everything, then wanting none.

I ran for fear of fear itself

fear of fear it will never be enough.

An Apple For A Banana

not to change the face
but simply change the approach
to become confused
distant
and uncooperative

for you shed light on my situation
you let me look through your lens
loaned me your mind
and I finally saw clearly

why others would not do the same
is beyond my understanding
something so simple as truth
my gratitude is yours

I move from this place
find a new path to wander
I'm no longer stumbling blindly about

a gift disguised as advice
a thank you disguised as progress.
 

The Calling

For in the eyes of one's own heart

is the only mirror of the soul that provides

 a reflection worth regarding.

[Rasha]

My Violet Flame

today my day to slumber

those thoughts and feelings of question

unknowings, to elations, to egoic assertion 

to not trust the thoughts that weigh your head

to not sleep although exhausted

to not eat for rumbles intrude it

for our bodies know more than our conscious mind

breaths taken and given

slow, then fast, then none at all

to breath in

hold

breath out

hold

repeat

repeat

repeat

if i close my eyes

will my mind follow?

if i rest my head

will it all make sense?

if i stop asking questions

will i gain the answers?

silently i listen to my inner self

wisdom through impulses and images alike

trusting the fibrous tissues that make up my Planetary Christ Presence

leaning towards the light

and everything beyond

back up into our rightful spots as co-creators

they await us,

they are patient and kind

for it has taken us a long time to remember

remember all that we are and all that we once were

how could there be anything else but Love?

Love is Freedom

And so it is.

The Michael Lightweaver Network 2012

" The past will dissolve like a dark dream, 

and your joy will be so brilliant that 

you will have no recollection of night."

-- Children Of The Light--

progression is the only way

writing from reservoirs deep within.

I challenge the very thoughts that existed. 

so sure, not crazy.

blanketed youth

once a young girl
so innocent & fresh
bold eyes gaze upon future
plans with mesmere
to wish,
to play,
pretend of how we see it

so true in ours
we find them cute & fantisaful
a pat on the head
and term of endearment
we look down on them with pity
of what they'll soon discover

a world cold & harsh
dark & alone
one with lots of suffer
lots of pain

only because we forgot what we once were
that young, innocent being
with hopes & dreams too big for this world!

so don't stifle that imagination,
determination
help them rise it up,
explore,
excite
and ignite.

we are not their judgers
or owners.
we are their shepards
there but to guide,
to surveille 
and to make sure they don't lose their way.

they will show us the path,
something unforeseen to us
go along for the journey
enjoy the youthful vision for as long as it lasts