Fireflies in the sky

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

Stormy weather stains

Stormy weather stains

23 February 2018

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Lightning strikes on plains

The dark one losing his gains

Expunged all our pains

 

Desert landscapes sigh

Behold the thundering sky

Truth is born from lie

 

Haughty mares shake manes

Dragons’ blood courses through veins

Sun and moon in lanes

 

Spirits soaring high

Eagles and falcons now fly

Nature to comply

 

The gleaming moon wanes

Willing the skies as it rains

Stormy weather stains

 

Reading of the poem: 

Ly O Lay Ale Loya (Circle Dance) ~ Native Song

Drums of Thunder (Native American Music) Mountain Spirits

Calming Native American Flute over Thunderstorm

Remedy

Remedy

30 August 2017

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Image cut

On landscape of white

Sleek black ink

Trickeling

Down the white quill gyrating

Paper plane grating

 

Sink my thoughts

Tight little black knots

Chinese art

Subtle part

Finding the bud in the spots

Bloom of the morrow

 

Bring me snow

From ever rest bones

Pupil hones

Teacher’s tones

Valleys of music notes fly

The deserts’ ally

 

Wisp the hair

Starker the lashing

We will sing

Remedy

Voices between you and me

The chilly winds free

 

Reading of the poem : 

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Dogs of War – Blues Saraceno

Run on for a long time – Blues Saraceno

Carry me back Home – Blues Saraceno

Tombstones seal

Tombstones seal

2 May 2017

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Skies that rise

Forgotten the wise

Set sunrise

On demise

The nothing in glaring beam

To be what they seem

 

Birds that mock

Seasons out of stock

Set the lock

On havoc

Desolation way of stream

In the human dream

 

None to stand

I let go Her hand

Cattle brand

In the land

No power left to rewind

Destiny of blind

 

Sands that grind

Rising seas unkind

Stars that wind

In Her mind

Death oncoming theirs to find

Earth in crust to bind

 

Dust piling

Thunder beguiling

Ropes filing

Times riling

Unshed the voice of the meek

In the desert streak

 

Ceilings peel

Pillars downtown reel

Tendrils feel

Tombstones seal

Winds of raging death that reek

Of destruction’s peak

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Dream 1 (Before the wind blows it all away) – Max Richter

Spiritus Mundi


Spiritus Mundi

4 February 2017

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Defence Line

Second Time Align

This Land Fine

Ever Thine

For the Darkness to Confine

In wells philistine

 

The Light Shine

In Spirit I Dine

Your Sunshine

Daily Wine

Cradle Rock from Earthen Mine

Knowing Self Divine

 

Shadow see

Shake the Willow tree

Sink in Glee

Your Self Be

Desert Storm rocked on the knee

No Center to flee

 

Spiritus Mundi

Hymn my melody

Blue baby

Come to Me

Isis Mother sets you free

Unbecome Ice sea

 

Ravens hue

The nightmares that grew

From Spring Dew

Fly Anew

Hawk the fish will split in two

Purple rays to sue

 

Nourished True

All lies we undo

Flesh of Mew

We feed You

Be forgotten sparrow blue

New Dawn breath renew

 

We see through

Shooting stars in queue

Bumble bee

Ecstasy

Seize the chance Immortal Line

Two in Love to Twine

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Earth Spirit – Carlos Nakai

 

Aeon Flux

Aeon Flux

4 February 2017

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Tragedy

To transcend now free

Comedy

Let it Be

Grant us immortality

From your Memory

 

Shelter me

Code Eternity

Withered dove

Become Love

Fly through Metamorphosis

Unveil me Isis

 

Shift axis

Muscle relaxes

Through stillness

My witness

Power of three to harness

Six leaves to undress

 

Desert proves

In Lovers the moves

Fear that sucks

Feathers plucks

Spirit restores sacred tree

Be land of plenty

 

Grief to lose

Shaking off the noose

Golden goose

Now let loose

Shines the rays through cloven hooves

Dancing in the grooves

 

Fiat Lux

Light that raises lucks

Aeon Flux

Hen that clucks

The golden egg give to me

Love magic set free

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Não desistas de mim – Pedro Abrunhosa

Pontes entre nós – Pedro Abrunhosa

Ilumina me – Pedro Abrunhosa

Tones of Blues

Tones of Blues

3-4 November 2016

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Amber dunes

Stretching towards me

Sunburnt sands

The lost lands

Breathing slight before waters

Submerge all islands

 

Ember tunes

Crackling of the fire

Remember

Fading warmth

Desert night with bees in swarm

On blue tinged mountains

 

Old and tired

We will dismember

The fading bricks

The grey strands

Dissolution that withstands

Ringing of the Pi

 

Concentric

Circles of our lives

Twining slow

Melding glow

I take you to tell and show

The past a lantern

 

The ransom

A lifetime kidnapped

As kids napped

The Grey woke

The Earth lines shook as they spoke

Of fledglings restored

 

Eccentric

Colours of minds hues

Tones of Blues

Height of ruse

The path where she had strewn clues

Within my bosom

 

Reading of the poem:

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Ready to Dare – Praful

I saw you (Rumi Poetry) – Praful

Arabesque – Praful

 

The Watcher

The Watcher

1 October 2016

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Singled out

Phrases from the book

Of shadows

Seeping through

Sand of the desert landscapes

Plaintive muted tapes

 

Sorrows pour

Drink of the numbness

The duress

Concentrate

Dilution mindset of Hope

Renewed way to cope

 

We bear hurt

Anguish a blemish

The Watcher

Dissolves slow

Restoration lifetime’s Art

Renewing the glow

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Summoning of the Muse – Dead Can Dance

 

The scent of musk and jasmine

The scent of musk and jasmine

17 September 2016

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I feel your fingers

Reaching out through the wind chimes

That desert breeze moved

 

The play of promise

From elevation to drop

An uneasy road

 

Integer constant

The wholeness of your spirit

Containment an art

 

Sensitivity

Outreach of the slow goose bumps

Your hand on my back

 

Old movements unlearned

Reacquiring sensations

Delving into Heart

 

Olfactory load

The scent of musk and jasmine

As our bodies blend

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Song from a Secret Garden – Secret Garden

Living in Truth where shadows lie

Living in Truth where shadows lie

13 September 2016

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The rain poured on land of empty

Where snakes hissed on the desert sands

The feet that trod the barren lands

Danced slow to the newfound plenty

 

The sands curdled like frumenty

A tidal wave that crowds disbands

Covered all but for groping hands

Reaching out for Twenty Twenty

 

I glimpse it all with withered sigh

Twin peaks that skies then pierced anew

What breaches Truth in Truth must die

 

From waters grave we rise and fly

We turn our backs the choosing few

Living in Truth where shadows lie

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Song to the Siren – Flavia Vallega Krystael

Stella nell’Infinito – Flavia Vallega Krystael

Presenza – Flavia Vallega Krystael