Universe to see 7 April 2023
Reeling head Visions of morrow populate irises I now fathom what this is: message to translate Lightning scars Stormy weather speaks wilderness Fledgling reeks of unsettled heaviness on journey to stars I seek Truth Straight knowing journey leads to source shining course I float within a new me Universe to see Reading of the poem:
Beautiful Chorus - Infinite Universe (Official Visualizer)
Sums of nothingness
26 August 2018
They flew in bosom
Starry eyed children from home
Otherworldly trace
Mother stilled my heart
Creepers exhaled wilderness
Petals hung in air
Old garlands crumbled
Yesterday’s gods lived no more
Peace an outsider
Carved doors stayed ajar
Valleys and hills relayed height
Journeys dispelled fear
Moonbeams carried sight
Into the night I rode lone
Withered traces swept
Retracing mindscape
Counting footsteps I gathered
Sums of nothingness
Reading of the poem:
Here without You – 3 Doors Down
Hands towards the sky
25 March 2018
Rushing winds
Whistling through the night
As I rise
Within skies
We are more to realise
Boundless our soul’s core
Breathe me more
I am humming heart
We gather
When we start
Travel to the edge of dreams
To heat of sunbeams
Inside me
Photons whiz madly
Journey on
Relentless
Infinity extending
Hands towards the sky
Reading of the poem:
Live on Forever – The Afters
Fireflies in the sky
7 March 2018
The road was getting darker as she drove further into the wilderness. Looking back into the rear view mirror she could see the city fading behind her. Soon the city lights would all be gone. She pondered whether she should continue on this road as there were no street lights. She realised that if she got lost here there would be nobody to turn to help for as not many people chose to go through this road, especially at this time of the night.
As if in answer to her internal question, a small light flickered ahead and she thought it to be a good omen. Surely there would be a few people ahead of her whom she could ask for help if she were to get stranded on these external routes. She pressed the pedal and sped toward the source of the light which flickered before it went out. Her doubts returned again but she decided to carry on all the same. All around her she could feel the desert slowly closing in on her as the road branched into smaller desert paths.
She drove on in almost pitch black except for where her headlights cleared a path in the black of the night. At times she was not even sure anymore that she was still on the path except for the fact that she could feel hard ground under the wheels. She decided to pay special attention to the feel of the road and to return in case she felt the front wheels touch any sand. She was aware that if she got stuck in the sand here there would be little chance of her getting out of it before the morning.
She marveled at how just a few kilometers away from the heart of a buzzing city full of nightlife one could go to such pitch black silence. In the distance she could hear the hum of the electrical posts that were relaying life saving electricity to the residents of the city. She thought to herself that while people could use candlelight to replace the bulbs in case of an outage nobody could do anything against the heat if such a thing were to happen. She remembered the month in July when her air conditioner had been out of service and the landlord had taken weeks to repair it. Each day had then been like a journey into hell and her helper had had to change the bedsheets every day.
She noticed a flicker again in the sky and decided to drive in its direction. The tiny flicker grew a bit and was joined by other flickers that started to grow in size as she drove nearer. She could see in the distance an outline of trees with the flickers just above the treetops. She hastened towards the point where all the flickers seemed to converge, anxious to find out where the flickers came from. Soon she reached the end of the desert path which then turned into sand. She took out the torch light from the glove compartment and proceeded toward the source of the flickering light.
After a few meters, she came into what seemed like a growth of several palm trees and other trees she could not identify. At the top of the trees she could see hundreds of them flickering in the sky. It was like a cosmic dance of light and she realised that the flickering was from fireflies. The sky was full of them. She wondered how the fireflies had gotten here and then decided to enjoy the sight without further questions. She raced back to the car and took out the mat that she kept there. She unfolded it on the ground and lay on it, gazing up at where the fireflies in the sky competed with the light of the stars. It was the first time in a long while that she could actually see the stars. The fireflies with the backdrop of the stars was so beautiful it brought tears to her eyes as she lay back gazing at the illuminated sky.
Fireflies – Owl City
Within and without
5 May 2017
The dark shout
From wells of the doubt
End to flout
Thrash about
In beginnings star-fed stout
Within and without
Reading of the poem:
Sins of a Solar Empire – Toma
Terraforming – Toma
This is the End of everything – Toma
One Day Superman – Toma
Two – Toma
In Perfect harmony – Toma
End of my Journey
5 May 2017
Brotherhood
Once raised to do good
Cloaked in hood
Wed the wood
Branded fellows cattle food
Goal misunderstood
The resolve
Of star bred absolve
Problems solve
Winds revolve
Magnitudes where they devolve
Humans to evolve
Destiny
Oracles that see
History
Law of Three
Wade in waters to the knee
End of my Journey
Reading of the poem:
Brotherhood – John Dreamer
Becoming a Legend – John Dreamer
True Strength – John Dreamer
Rise Extended – John Dreamer
It’s Time – John Dreamer
End of my Journey – John Dreamer
In the southern sun
20 April 2017
Mind awkward
In journey onward
Fly toward
Heart upward
Rising within the inward
Abandoned the herd
Stitch a rag
Hoisting sail to drag
Moments lag
In time’s bag
Chest unheeding tongues that wag
The heart rising flag
In skies run
The soul’s prisons shun
Fate outrun
Join the fun
Of what we sisters had spun
In the southern sun
Reading of the poem:
Brother – Ludovico Einaudi
Run – Ludovico Einaudi
Time Lapse – Ludovico Einaudi
Open doors
13 April 2017
Sniffing free
Immortality
Whistling through
Winds so true
The doors knocking to the beat
Of the prancing feet
Breathing hard
Looking past the shard
On the cheek
Of the meek
Death transcendence April tool
Journey of the fool
Open doors
Nightingales cross floors
Bending cores
Welding shores
The shaking limbs keep me scores
Of the records’ stores
Reading of the poem:
The Song of the Stones – Trobar de Morte
Natural Dance – Trobar de Morte
The Pagan Way – Trobar de Morte
The Cleopatra Tales 1: Divine Union – Hieros Gamos
All the holy grounds
28 June 2016
Twenty-three birds
Flying into skies
The flight’s journey motionless
Partition of Time
Composition supreme
In a day’s dream
We breathe in waters
The future made of blue hues
Before we take flight
Discovery of light
Transformation
Multiple process
Rolling within our own waves
Segregating touch
Graveyards or bliss the caves
Gleam through my spleen
Memories of green
The blue surrounds every tale
Recollections frail
I don’t remember much
Titillating
Electrified stars
Synapses intermingling
Recreating frames
Remembering our names
My mind so keen
I bleed through the sheen
Of crystal ice that surrounds
All the holy grounds
Upon which we walked free
Reading of the poem:
Prelude – Vangelis
Losing sleep – Vangelis
Cosmos – Vangelis