Street Princess
Your beauty struck me instantly
Your clothes old and torn
Your feet bare and alone
Your hands begging desperately on a run down street corner throne
Your eyes wary and constantly checking
...I salute you Street Princess beggar so devine
Your bravery struck me instantly
Your head held defiantly high
Your child sleeping exhaustedly before the next hungry cry
Your hips cradling your toddler extended tummy defined
Your eyes unwavering and unblinking
...I salute you Street Princess beggar so devine
Your single minded focus struck me instantly
Your turning the other cheek as some dare to lecture and taunt
Your life harder than hard, while colours paint your night better-life-dreams
Your unencumbered childhood games your only laughing escape
Your thankful eyes pocketing an amount called little-bit-not-nearly-enough
....I salute you Street Princess beggar so devine
On the brink of 1st of September
Spring has sprung
but no new growth buds, yet know where they belong
Lingering winter thoughts
have no summer flowers, yet to deliver the conclusions reached
Mornings tease with soft sunrays
but no flirtatious happiness, yet dominate the human summer mental state
Ocean waves melt iceberg mainstays
but no tropical fish, yet leave to venture into unknown seas
Summer thoughts tease-wink behind the scenes
but no perfume frangrances, yet fill the air to alleviate winter dispair
Wonderment Change
Welcome Stranger
Welcome Back
you stir my night with a haze of danger
as you feed my curiosity hunger
Wild Invite
Wild Darkness
hang in the air
echo inside my mind to follow if I dare
Warm Night
Warm Height
as the certain knowing
flirts with the excitement growing
Warrior Bravery
Warrior Discovery
as we defend a life of meaning
where strangers surprisingly become part of the enlightened change feeling
tango overtures
she stood quite still
beside the water fountain drops of determined will
on the cobbled stoned village road to what needs to now be fulfilled
the notes floated on the lily leaves
the key was a beautiful soft song in A minor followed by E
as she tingled and waited for the scene to unfold
the start of the beginning notes took an uncanny hold
her heart joined the music as the dancers melted into love foretold
the notes fluttered lotus leaf drops
the key precluded everything except the tango which was meant to be
as she drank from the well of a beautiful memory
the sunset flirted with the violin bow while cellos embraced every soul
and she stood quite still in awe of the special thing called her own free will
Not in a corner...
Why was it then, that
just as I revealed the real me
the yellyfish bites became painful long after our summer swim in the sea
Why was it then, that
just as I let my so-long guard down
the longest jetty walk became the last of our togetherness talk
Why was it then, that
just as I navigated and you steered
the roadie we shared to somewhere special reached the no-more forever-ever
Why was it then, that
just as I felt your warm breath whisper
that if I leave you you will come too, that you left before I could do it to you
Why was it then, that
just as I became sad me, that I suddenly knew for sure that
a corner is never a corner and precious sticks are
wonderous, delightful and beautiful new life bricks
The Light between the Dark
Doubt was aware of the twilight in the air
Dreams waited silent and subdued behind those stage stairs
Discord rained between must and what should be a decision of trust
Darkness was predicted should this be another false start
Daring was the surprise in the box next to the ticking clock
Delightful was the rythmic pulse of an enlightened human heart
as it bravely Dispelled forever the doubtful draining dark
Pilgrim's Preparation Prayer
As I prepare
I become more aware
of The Way that lies ahead
of the excitement of the solitude of the coming days
As I observe
I become more alert
and concentrate on my inner strengthening state
and celebrate every elimination of life's past weight
As I enjoy each daily step
I become more appreciative of the role my feet will play
as they carry me unquestioningly
towards the walk of the pilgrims of the ancient and the past
As I pray and thank my Lord
I become more sure
that this path is inevitably waiting for me to explore
and that the real answer to it all, awaits in The Way and in its very core
