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Category: Poetry (Page 21 of 36)

The Lion Tamed

I don’t worship you
I love you
I don’t need you
I want you.
 
Your lion sits and stares
Into your perfect eyes
I can feel your heartbeat through time and space
You have tamed the wild beast within me
 
Are to speaking to me?
If so know you have tamed me even through this wildness
I sit patiently, waiting, wanting, loving
Knowing there is but One for me even in the shadow of  our uncertainty.
 
I have heard you have no doubt
Your words and deeds hold great weight for me
And I trust you beyond all prior comprehension
I give all faith to you.
 
I want to say “come early, do not wait”
I want to wrap my arms around you
Kiss you all over, be untamed if not for a moment lost in you
Explain in wordless action the bounty of this Love.
 
Please know me my Lover
Share with me it all and I will remain tamed forever
Even as my mane flows freely in the wind
You shall be the breeze that settles me in at night.
 
Please talk to me my Friend
Share with me more than I need to know
And be…with me even in moments of distant separation
You will never need look again as our hands remain as one.
 
Right now my Soul cries out your name
In pure Love, in a desire unique all to its own
Its a song only sung to you
Its notes unworthy of any other ear.
 
I give myself to you and ask
Can you give yourself to me
Or does this lion live some wild fantasy?
I remain perched while searching for your eyes.
 
Hoping that you’ll run to me
and I to you
So we can know what we need to know
and be more than “we” are this moment still.
 
I.  Love. You.
In Spirit, in Deed, in wanting more
Your lion tamed by such a knowing
I humbly look for you.
 
Do not run from me my Lover
I am yours in love’s still harmony
Through fear’s disruptive frozen gaze
The fire burns brightly within.
 
I am a hunter no more when that sweet chime rings
Such a sound stills the wild beast
The lion tamed in sweet notes of harmony
I find myself in you.

A Miswritten Song

I never thought I’d need
find protection from Her
To seek
shelter from Her or the song we sang
To find
protection from Her mind, Her thoughts
In a song of another kind.
 
The song was once so wonderful
Melodious and soothing to this Beast
Now that duet
Seems all out of key, lost in mindlessness
Not a bit in tune
Being played by two tone-deaf composers
Locked away in the corners of their own prison cells.
 
What does one do
When his song makes sense nowhere but within?
He sits and wonders, wishing he could rewrite the song
Knowing 
This one seems so wrong, so out of touch
As if he is playing a guitar without its strings
He strums away with little result.
 
Is She playing him?
Time will tell if She shares his misery or is using it
When the She becomes a she, when the tide rolls out again
To know if that place they shared really mattered at all
Or if he had just become another David to Her
An out of tune piano
That no longer made Her want to sing.
 
For now he hopes, and he sings
Hoping his song will be meaningful to the One he loves
Doubt, hope, courage, fear
One big, sloppy chorus line
He pauses between the notes and listens
For Her reply
And in the silence looms…
 

Your Mountain

Your Mountain has never crumbled
Even as the Earth shook It’s mighty base
It remains…standing firm
Waiting for the Sky to touch it one more time.
 
 

I Want To Grow Old With You

I want to grow old with you
And yet still see those eyes through the haze in my own
To see those lips make “that face”
To see that face sparkle in the candlelit room.
 
I want to grow old with you
And hear your voice through the avalanche of sound
Or through the deafening sound of silence
As long as that is the only sound I can hear.
 
I want to grow old with you
To know at the end that I spent each loving moment with you
Arm in arm, hand in hand
Forever knowing, forever growing…
 
 

To Be Yours Again

You are in my dreams,
And I long for you to scream for me
To show me that I somehow matter
And that this Love is rooted in deeper soil still.
 
Just say the word
And I am yours again.
Gone are the remnants of our minds’ fragility
Replaced with the tingle of our Souls’ sweet ecstasy.
 
I have reached for you a million times
My empty hand returned
How I long for you those million times
I stare, my arms remain wide open.
 
 Just look into my eyes
And I am yours again.
Tear-stained visions of what could have been
Replaced with the Light of Love blinding us into eternity.
 
And so I caress your beauty
And kiss your lips with tenderness.
I inhale your breath as Lovers sing
This dream not ending with the morning light
 
So just make that face I love to see
And I am yours again.
This Mountain standing strong against the tide
With your Love as the cornerstones of unending strength inside.
 
Do not fear, my Love
For your Lion does not waver in the face of such unusual fortuity
I am strong, ready to take the Tigress still
And show the strength of capricious majesty.
 
Know who I am and show me who you are
And I am yours again.
No judgment, no ridicule, nothing but the Poetic sounds of Love’s own harmony
Whispering to each other what will forever be our song.
 
I am…here
You know me to be true…you know me pure as the driven snow
You know me in my weakest moment, my darkest hour
You know me through and through.
 
So I sit, waiting, hoping, praying…wanting.
To be yours again
Unsure of anything but the accounting in my Heart
And the song in my Mind that sings a song I want to share…
 
 
I sit…
Still…
Close my eyes and She appears
Still…
I sit…
 
That heart…
Embrace…
Open my arms and She engulfs me
Embrace…
That heart…
 
To Hers…
It falls..
A tear forms and gently rolls down my cheek
It falls…
To Hers…
 
She whispers…
Forgive…
My mouth forms words Her finger seeks to silence
Forgive…
She whispers…
 
And in love I sit…
Still.

Yoga

I expect…no thing.
I feel…every thing.
In the stretch I find heaven
In the release I find stillness
In the practice I find unending light.
 
Tadasana…
I stand tall in your presence
Even when you are not here
I am a Mountain and steady in the movement
I am firm even as I bend in the wind.
 
Virabhadrasna…
I am a warrior who can endure
Who will stand along side you without fail
Who will offer a hand to help you up
And to be helped up as well.
 
Virasana…
I bow to you my Hero
And bow to the remarkable lightness of Being
My heart opens to it all
The great possibilities of Being in this place.
 
Salamba Sirsasana…
I invert to bring what is in my heart 
Into my head…to push out thoughts and memories
And to allow the Light of my Heart to fill this space
And to clear out the cobwebs of what once was.
 
Savasana…
I withdraw from here and go to Heaven
I know this place…I’ve been here before
Even as I visit if for this, the very first time
I release, I am still, I am One.
 
Peace.
 

I Can Feel You

I can feel you in the breeze
Blowing in my eyes
Creating a tear, caressing my face
Gently kissing my lips and reminding me of yesterday.

I can feel you in the Sunlight
Warming my skin
Allowing me to bask in the glow of Greatness
In this never-fleeting moment.

I can feel you in the sand
As it massages my feet
Providing me with a sense of where I am
Even if I am lost in temporary insanity.

I can feel you in the stillness
And see you clearly in the clouds
I smile knowing that we’ve been this way before
Even if we have never been this way before.

I can feel you in my dreams
Calling out to me, yes you are searching too
I call out as well, but silence is all I hear
You are deaf to my desire.

I can feel you in my asana
Along the line where comfort becomes something more
Pulling me upward, steadying my gaze
The world around me disappears.

I can feel you…
One day we shall meet
And you will know me as only a Lover can
You will smile as you feel me too.

You will say “I can feel you
Even as I closed my eyes you were there
As I reached out you grasped my hand
Before I knew you I knew you.”

I will say “My Lover
We have never been apart
I have held you in my heart even before the dawn of time
We have always known each other.”

You will feel me, and I will feel you
As if we were born a million years ago
And together we will forget the million tears we shed
Before this moment’s birth.

Behold your man
Your Mountain’s majesty, your Lion’s steady roar
And know that I am steadfast
Even as I will surely return to dust.

Enjoy this moment, do not rush to make it end
Feel me, take me, hold me
For I have learned a thousand lessons
To be with you in my own humanity.

I can feel you…

The Final Time

I walk by the place where we first hugged
And I sat at the place where we first kissed
And I laid at the place where I first loved you
And a part of me died inside.
 
I wipe away tears that I cannot stop
And wish away words I cannot take back
While remembering words I wish were true again
I love you…I love you.
 
There is nothing that can heal this boy
There is nothing that can make this man whole
I am lost helplessly and completely
I wish I was born into something you could not live without.
 
I have hurt you, and for this I do not forgive myself
I have forgotten you, and in this I cannot reconcile
Except to say I know that I do not deserve you
Because I do not deserve to know what you can provide.
 
I will die rather than live a lie
I know I am doomed to repeat such tailored agony
Until I have nothing left to give and nothing left to live for
And I will close my eyes for the final time.
 
 

The Mango Tree

The glut and gloom from whence I came
Left a mighty strong sense of shame
And though used to trying times as these
Now I’d rather sit with mango trees.
 
Within I feel a calm lagoon
Though I think I won’t get there soon
I fall upon these tired knees
And look within for mango trees.
 
Once I could walk alone at last
There is no hope in time that’s passed
I see a fruit that sets me free
I need to find a mango tree.
 
Behold a gift to my surprise
Found in those two perfect eyes 
My breath is stopped, my heart agrees
She’s there and planting mango trees.
 
I play a game I’ve lost within
It’s a game I do not wish to win
With a sense of strength unique to me
She takes me to a mango tree.
 
I scream, I kick, I start to fight
With tears she restores my mindful sight 
She simply nods as says “just be”
I know I’ve found my mango tree.
 
 
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