Twining southern sun
22 March 2017
The birch spree
Winding cherry tree
Two to three
Time will flee
The sails spreading on the sea
Ghost fraternity
Clean shaven
He counts to seven
Uneven
Birds haven
The wings spread into Heaven
Ocean’s Eleven
Once begun
The beast slowly shun
Four to One
Reign for none
Weaving three chapters undone
Twining southern sun
Reading of the poem:
Il Dolce Suono. From Lucia di Lammermoor – Vitas
Skyfall – Vitas
Heart | Витас – Сердце – Vitas
Witnesses galore
20 March 2017
Examined
Nose mouth and cheek line
Eyes pristine
Profile fine
Spirit taken out to dine
Embedded in shrine
Breath divine
Nostrils extended
Beyond scent
Head unbent
Rhythmic movements underwent
The dancer seasoned
Mind reasoned
Seven eight and nine
Numbers flared
Eyes that glared
Watching intently downpour
Witnesses galore
Reading of the poem:
Her voice – John Sokoloff
Her Eyes her Soul – John Sokoloff
Alone – John Sokoloff
Seven Moons
10 October 2016
Space Time squared
Into open palms
The preacher
Begs for alms
Charity mission driven
Otherworldly gains
The remains
Food for the bereft
The basket
Rotten core
Steeped in sin forever more
A splurge in purple
Cardinal
My weakest point West
Where dragons
Find unrest
Gold long forgotten treasure
No breath to measure
Paper planes
Take me to lost forts
Where weak minds
Cast retorts
Like bottles cast into sea
Waves of shortened length
We cross seas
Wavering in winds
Scraping tides
Rocky rides
Destination fleeting point
Shimmering instance
Keep distance
We measure in Pi
Seven Moons
Chanting Runes
Twirling around our playground
Bright merry-go-round
Reading of the poem:
El Aire en mis manos – Carlos Libedinsky
Otra Luna – Carlos Libedinsky
Cuenco – Carlos Libedinsky
Whole nine yards
8-9 April 2016
Parting words
Realms of never more
Free will’s stake
Random spake
The churning for the Heart’s sake
Wuthering waters
Blue whirlpool
The boat at the peak
Flying high
Touching sky
Journey back abysmal fall
Dull thud of settling
Waters close
A graveyard of sea
Within me
Shutting tight
All but remnants of the light
Flickering softly
Inside Blue
Heart clamours for air
Upward swim
Sails to trim
Superfluous cast aside
The lighter the ride
Remember
The dolphins like sharks
From afar
Confuse minds
The hands peeling grope to loss
Watery graveyards
Eruption combusts
I swim upon tales
Of heavens’
Volcanoes
They greet me at gate seven
Whole nine yards
Reading of the poem:
The Day before you came – Tanita Tikaram
Twist in my sobriety – Tanita Tikaram
Play me again – Tanita Tikaram
The Path of the Faith
9 March 2016
We lead simple lives
Walking through waves and meadows
Live oscillations
Some days. happiness
Unobscured by dark desires
Some days bending low
We discover fate
Hidden behind decisions
A making of made
Invisible eye
It guards encourages guides
On pathways of life
Illusion a charm
I walk paces in knowing
The will not to harm
Incensed sense of us
Inflation highly paid price
Kneeling down raises
Let thy will be done
Only in the full naming
Will I find your creed
Seven steps to move
When strikes the eleventh hour
Circles concentric
Ninth realm will unfold
As the heart opens to love
The Path of the Faith
Reading of the poem:
Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade (1989):3 trials scene
(again youtube took the video down so I had to find a new one fitting somewhat the description of the old one)
The Tolkien Ensemble-Hymn To Elbereth Gilthoniel III
The Tolkien Ensemble – Galadriel’s Song of Eldamar, Ai! Laurië Lantar
The winding footsteps
2 February 2016
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:
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
Flow the Kiss
29 January 2016
We twirl slow
Your arms a fortress
Encircling
Cajoling
The curving valleys and peaks
Shoulders my bastion
Twitching fingers
Beating rhythmical
On my waist
Haunting lips
The taste of honey lingers
Your touch magical
Hands waving
Empress of your heart
I sway free
Hips twirling
Heart and body now craving
Your low melody
Bellydance
Your favourite tango
All dances
Reunite
To my dancing feet’s delight
For your eyes ecstasy
Come lover
I know of a dance
Of moonshine
And ravens
Where dark and silver dilate
Into love’s fusion
Follow me
I will lead your step
Feel the heat
Dance to beat
Of the simmering hearts’ glee
Warm glows’ diffusion
Leave this world
Hear my body’s words
Listen deep
Lose the sleep
I will darken your bright eyes
With Heart’s illusion
Seven steps
Into the bushes
Sparks ignite
Spread the light
Threaded heat rushing gushes
Bodies’ confusion
Now lie weak
The heart a hammer
Do not speak
Your eyes rhyme
In the morrows take a walk
Our hands cast in mime
Lazy wake
The suns now shimmer
Flushed the cheek
Flow the Kiss
Waking to the morning bliss
The souls lost in time
Reading of the poem:
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Song of Sheherezade – David Arkenstone
Seduction – David Arkenstone
Echoes of Egypt – Diane and David Arkenstone
Temple of Isis – Diane and David Arkenstone
Hymn to Goddess IsIs
How do you crush an Angel?
6 December 2015
It was winter’s cool
Evenings spent in the garden
Time struck Eleven
Flickering white pairs
All but the one destitute
Lulling lights Seven
Jasmine exhaling
Frangipanis twining in
The scent of heaven
A whiff of her frame
Mother, she speaks to my Heart
In my soul she plays
Tell me then blue child
What upset now your belly
That Trinity bore?
Mind in between thoughts
Webs of feelings alternate
Confusion galore
Heart spoke of fatigue
The tireless clocks that wound
Butterflies’ pathways
Famine and hatred
Fabricated woven webs
Bitterness and lies
She pointed to skies
How do you crush an Angel?
As your faith slow dies
I blew them a kiss
Gifted streams of my eyes’ pearls
Hushed in Heart my cries
Angels calling me – Denean
A choir of angels Ave Maria (Caccini) – Tom Cully – slowed down
Come speak to Heart again Eleven
11 November 2015
Come speak to Heart again Eleven
Bursting open the seams we were so careful to Sew
Criss cross on Heart, Eleven no More
Breaking the waves of my mind surging into the Blue
As Heart had opened then to Seven
Of numbers the farthest and the closest I would Know
The whispers unsaid laying on Floor
Unbroken the Heart which sees path ahead every Hue
Build me the ladders that I once Knew
Feet glad in tin foil gravitate through the Twelve Stars
Listen to stories spawn Seven Years
Endings began for a New Dawn to spin Golden Age
Hark to these Seven, oh how they Flew
Unchained are my Blue soul’s wings, now undone are these Scars
Glory uncoiling end of these Fears
Oozing Red leaks through Cold past as she rewrites the Page
Faith in Heart was not born for Rummage
Shatter the idols of a Stony Age’s Beliefs
One by the Sword Dies, one by Word Lives
Red are the mindless Meadows losing the Green Treasures
Shifting into Poles, unheard Damage
Scattered are the Roots like Twenty three corals Red Reefs
Twenty thousand Bees then built their Hives
What the Heart knows, Only Love, Only the Heart Measures
Kingdom of Heaven: The Mystic Dream
Kingdom of Heaven – Knight Hospitaller
Kingdom of Heaven – What is Jerusalem worth?
Celtic Woman – The Voice
I died yesterday
9 November 2015
.
She sacred victim
Not to death but more to life
I died yesterday
.
The Heart the mind churned
Eating from the humblest Pie
Learn to Square Circle
.
Twenty three my roots
As the atoms with the breath
Cross rays to dissolve
.
Dynamics of Love
Unstable equilibrium
Above Delta spin
.
Sacred was the dance
Within skin circumference
Lead the light-filled rays
.
Essence now free me
Staircase counts end of Heartpath
Metatron’s dark side
.
Infinity’s fumes
Took stillness to Twenty-two
Through moonlight’s chamber
.
Dark I was widow
I flowed as tomorrow’s bride
I died yesterday
.
Heart grieved seven years
The underdogs’ power surged
Resistance in Ohm
.
I chanted behind
Four more arrows’ golden sphere
Little bones’ white noise
.
Pink sphere’s future veil
Backward source in sonic wall
Pink circles my trails
.
Suicide sheep now shift
Trancescape’s aqua forest fog
Cast away reeds’ sparks
.
Of dancing feathers
Waves crack opening heartpath
North stillness in storm
.
Maya dying swan
How graceful your fluttering
Sinusoidal
.
Electricity
Shift in downward frequencies
I died yesterday
.
Sixty one in grace
Three stages of innocence
As sixteen turns wise
.
Opening the shaft
Electricity simmers
Yellow in the red
.
The kraken approached
Land of nevermore dissolved
In Eye of Monster
.
I like Mother quaked
Our bones in poles now shifted
To bluest graveyards
.
As the chants now hummed
I lived in the bloodied flood
Red was my garment
.
They sprinkled waters
Led bees to our choicest source
Red rose gives honey
.
Perhaps another
She offered me a new chance
I died yesterday
.
Now with all consumed
In Heart only renewal
I live on Today
‘
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Gurdjieff Sacred Dance – Ho Yah
Rumi Poem, Iranian Music and Divine Dance
Darkside – Metatron (Music Video)
Darkside – Heart
Darkside (Psychic) – Golden Arrow
Etherwood – Cast Away
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Hans Zimmer – Duduk Of The North
Hans Zimmer – The Kraken
Hans Zimmer – Aurora
Hans Zimmer – Injection
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