In the heart that moved

In the heart that moved

31 March 2020

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Delude me

Canticles of lore

We will pray

Never more

To fears etched within the skies

Downtrodden in lies

 

Elude me

The chest in bosom

I will wake

Griffin’s spark

Fumbling fingers through the dark

Reach the love’s lighthouse

 

Preclude me

Once upon a rhyme

I witnessed

Miracles

Thawing frozen icicles

In the heart that moved

 

Reading of the poem:

Flora Cash – You’re Somebody Else – Lyrics

The Frost Chronicles 4: The secret world of the marid part 2

The Frost Chronicles 4:  The secret world of the marid part 2

12 January -8 February 2020

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She stared at the Marid who despite being right in front of her now still seemed like a towering giant. She wondered if her ears failed her as she could not believe what she had just heard. Did he really say daughter? She looked up at the cloud surrounding the haze which was his face.

• You profess to be my father, she said in a voice that surprised her by its steadiness despite how shaken she was feeling.
• I do not profess to be. I am, answered the marid.
• I have a father of my own whom I have known since my childhood
• I do not wish to remove his trace from your memory but he is not entirely your father
• What do you mean not entirely your father?
• It is something that your kind finds difficult to fathom. You see, your mother was married to your part-father but her heart had been promised to me within dream. She was my chosen one. When your moment of conception had come, I was within your part father and together we created you with your mother’s egg, your father’s sperm and my spark. What your kind never realizes is that the spark is stronger than the rest. Those of you created part marid can never deny your kind even if your part-parents may do so. You bear like us the gift of the sight beyond time, beyond matter.

She felt several protests and questions rising to her lips but she decided not to voice any of them. Somehow, somewhere inside her, the truth of what he was saying was dawning upon her. She had always known her father was not exactly her father and there was something different between her and her siblings. At every difficult moment she had gone through in her life, there had always been some sort of magically prepared way for her to be out of the quagmire she was in. She always knew it was no coincidence but she had a hard time realizing that it was her father from his unseen realm pulling the strings of fate in her favour.

• Why do I not live within your world? she said after realizing that the marid was somehow reading her thoughts.
• The djinn are not very welcoming to half djinns, he said. They fear them as they believe that humans are out to exterminate them. They do not realise that we can live in peace alongside each other as long as none fears the others.
• You mentioned that half breeds like me bear the gift of the sight beyond time and matter. Do you mean I can predict the future as well as see what could have been changed in the past to avoid a certain future
• Yes but it is a gift to use wisely and not to change things that would then make the future balloon out of control.
• Why is it that I cannot see my own fate and future then?
• That is because you are not transcending your own future. You have a sense of what is oncoming because of the deeply developed six sense that you have owing to the part marid nature of your DNA. You have, however, chosen to occult it owing to your fear of seeing beyond the creation of yourself. Indeed, if you were to see your future and given your current fears, it would be like an addiction where you would want to see beyond that future which represents your death and you would pass a kaleidoscope of images and sensations that would pertain to all the lives you’ve traversed until your reaching this birth. Given that all part marids are also powerful empaths, you would be condemning yourself to a great amount of torture just by passing through any of those kaleidoscopic lives you traverse if there had been any addiction or brutality within those lives.
• I have a feeling I have done this on more than one occasion and I almost lost my sanity. I guess I should work more on the element of transcendence. I always thought that transcendence was the ability to reach stillness and start seeing everything from the point of the inner observer, thereby being out of time and out of matter.
• It is that on a certain level. If you are, however, laden with fears that you have not confronted such as traumatic events in the past, then you never reach the proper level of transcendence. You only are at the fear based level and your attachment to your bodily presence enslaves you to see just one version of the truth instead of seeing it in its entirety.
• How do I attain transcendence then?
• Face your fears first, both known and unknown. Once you have done so, call upon me and I will let you know the true way of transcendence.

She nodded and he disappeared instantly. Inside she could feel welling up a thousand years of knowledge accumulated within past and future lives entering her mind. She could create items and sell them for a reasonable price using all the knowledge accumulated within her. If she created enough items from future thought that should pay a heavy reward and it should be an easy thing to do as she knew how to look into both the past and the present. She did not need the first marid’s help anymore. She vowed, however, to get to know more of the marid world as it was partially her world too and could help her belong to something finally.

Silence – Vargo

Shadows past

Shadows past

10 October 2017

Courtesy George Redhawk

 

Crimson flash

A heart beckoning

Heat waves crust

Turns to ash

Head reeling regenerates

The organ from sting

 

Bent at core

Arrow is blessing

Wanting more

Needing none

Pointing to where all the fun

Ends in unearthing

 

Shadows past

Glimpse of yesteryears

Skeletal

Immortal

Traces of forgotten fears

Now paid in arrears

 

Reading of the poem: 

Courtesy George Redhawk and Antonio Mora

Deep listening – Rumi (translated by Coleman Barks)

Fleeting Fate

Fleeting Fate

6 June 2017

Courtesy Bojan Jevtic on saatchi art

In Time’s Slate

We wrote the whispers

In the fears

That hope clears

They plodded on the seers

Fate in arrears

 

I clung on

To the bees honey

The wasps free

Bodies flee

The brave quaking on a knee

Heart in sinking sea

 

When wrists ache

The Heart will translate

Unheard spate

Fleeting Flate

Moments dropping as I wait

Maiden in a crate

 

Reading of the poem: 

Courtesy Bojan Jevtic

Time Time Time – Of the Wand and the Moon

I Crave for You – Of the Wand and the Moon

Hold my Hand – Of the Wand and the Moon

All is in now what is in sight

All is in now what is in sight

19 September 2016

Courtesy Heman Santiago on byhemansantiago.com

 

Like dislocated entities

Writhing in a mass of bodies

Identities in the worries

The sum of all our fears empties

 

Flailing pieces of past that tease

A present tense that would bid ease

Steadfast the falling memories

Uncover more than barren trees

 

Within bosom a dwindling light

Forging the strength of lone willow

Dawn rises after dark of night

 

Forgetting purple of twilight

Concentrating on the wane glow

All is in now what is in sight

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Adagio – Lara Fabian [Cinematic]

I will Love Again – Lara Fabian [Cinematic]

Tomorrow is a Lie – Lara Fabian [Cinematic]

Angel Ears

Angel Ears

30 July 2016

Courtesy Carlos Quevedo on deviantart.com

 

Hark listen

The voices chatter

Resounding

Echoes blind

March of thousand feet remind

Of morrows’ harvests

 

The heart rests

In between eras

When sun sets

Moon rises

Underground light despises

Play of the twin suns

 

Suppressed fears

Ushered by Bailiff

Angel Ears

Prick my skin

The battles in me akin

To crusts of the cliff

 

Reading of the poem: 

Courtesy Rui Abel on deviantart.com

Dream is Destiny – No Clear Mind

Dreamtime’s kiss

Dreamtime’s kiss

13 February 2016

 

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Wane spirit

Comfortably tucked

Beside me

Breathing soft

Exhaling scent of amber

Musk and sandalwood

 

The tremors

Silently waking

The body

A snug spoon

Whispering under the moon

Night of no farewells

 

Inky black

It extended wide

Our slumber

Deep consumed

With heartbeats now soft resumed

Rhythmical slow dance

 

Play the track

Synchronicity

Brought alive

In our ears

Lost in a shadow less dream

Casting away fears

 

Hearts flutter

Sleep’s proximity

Sheer hindrance

For the love

Waking duty’s vibrancy

No time for penance

 

At dawn’s stride

Unabashed fingers

Implore sly

Rise and lie

There are landscapes to explore

Under moon then sun

 

Seek and hide

Abundance in me

Roam the sky

Stir the sigh

Wake the fragrance that lingers

In heart of gardens

 

Make me miss

The moments of calm

When we knew

Deep and true

The linings of fate and clouds

White and silver shrouds

 

Dreamtime’s kiss

The most soothing balm

Heart so blue

Stirred anew

Beats to new found melodies

Where soul is at ease

 

 

 

9na Sinfonia – Beethoven

Moonlight Sonata – Beethoven

Fur Elise – Beethoven

 

The winding footsteps

The winding footsteps

2 February 2016

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Wherever

I walk to the hiss

Of nighttime

And ravens

I find bloodied safe havens

The riddles galore

 

December

It creeps into Heart

Ice and rock

Like playgrounds

Fitted with the snowbound ears

Readied coals’ embers

 

I colour

The dreams of the lost

Cast souls’ mast

Wild banners

My fingers know not the cost

Of lilies and smears

 

The white flag

Hovering like breath

Under tears

Play do me

Child clay a pool of dark fears

My music a sin

 

Wave the wand

Glory disappears

Magic wanes

Sugar melts

Truth around us how it pelts

Hail to story’s spin

 

Stir the pot

We cook what we dream

Stew and Heart

Spices art

Of broth and the melting meet

Pieces of our selves

 

Eleven

Moons in the wings’ folds

Seven skies

Greet my sighs

We sever what we know not

The winding footsteps

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Colours of the night – Evi Vine

December – Wooden Arms

For the Dreamers – Evi Vine

Tide – Wooden Arms

How Time Flies – Evi Vine

Chariclia – Wooden Arms

In this moment – Evi Vine

 

Through Time I float

Through Time I float

30 December 2015

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Coil

Of Pearls

They entwine

Circling my throat

Freefall of white tears

Candles of light breathe low

Into bright morrows soul wakes

None walk within jaded white strides

Striped feathers sought in a safe blemish

Will of Heart strives in penance to slow Times

Mind from Heart spacing rejects tarnish

Moon beckons through rising of tides

Ghosts of spirit will quell snakes

Blank hiss that subsides slow

Withdrawal dries fears

Through Time I float

Now combine

The twirls

Foil

 

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Where are you – Coil

 

 

Gather torn soul

Gather torn soul

26 December 2015

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Paint

Star gaze

Between us

Cover me whole

Seep shimmer in cracks

Help me count star filled lines

Stream all fingers through my frame

Welcome whispers through aching fears

Teach me new meanings of nursery rhymes

Shelter waterfalls that shine through moonlight

Put your lip to mine let’s blow wind chimes

Cleanse dry the sore of life-spilled tears

Usher ponds through stealthy flame

Precious rocks in these mines

Protect and pile stacks

Gather torn soul

Quiet the fuss

Still maze

Plaint

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Evi Vine – Inside her

Beth Hart & Joe Bonamassa – I’ll Take Care Of You