My Poetry 2006 When Love Enters The Story Of Love

My Poetry 2006 When Love Enters The Story Of Love

by Flying Hawk

June 20, 2008, Comments(3)
Tantra

When Love Enters the Story of Love….

 

          I have been searching

This Universe of Endless Never stopping Creation

Searching like a still clear movement of an eye

 of the Mystical Eagle seeing

Everything turning into Seemingly Nothing and Seemingly Nothing turning

                                                   Into All things

                    Searching for the matching female mirror part of

Me being Who I am

 everywhere I could go.

          Because I saw on one day of bitter sadness

my Eternal Love turning into Non Eternal Love  and Leaving me

                    Going to be Another Non eternal Love for Somebody Else

                                                   I knew about.

                                         As I could not understand why

                               As nobody else could understand

                    But I felt in my Heart My now non eternal Love understood

          And The pride the mother of all disasters

 together with the fear their father did not let her

                                                             To tell me the truth.

                    I went flying wildly into many Galaxies for months

carrying endless river of bleeding pain

 running  through My heart

 and trying to wash any of my own Love away

          As the bleeding stopped

On one sunny day

 and I could start to see

Who I am as I am again

then

                    I finally went to the state of being hilarious

 and dancing with the stars

                               And riding the bunch of bewildered comets

                                         Touching the fast skin of Light with the message

                    for the Real Essence of this Universe

                               For its Matrix Itself

Message for the God,

 who I felt inside with my Spirit

                                         ‘I wish to meet a Woman you created for me

                   For I wish to live with her inside the Romantic Dream of Heaven

                    I and she can create freely together’

          And for I am ready to live inside never dying Flower of Love

                    Leaving all the fear, hate, anger, jealousy, judge, victim

                                                   Thrown back into their own Fire of Hell

                                                                                                           Forever

                               And I trusted I would succeed to find

a Smiling Blossom of Divine Magical Wild Beauty

Of this Stormy season

  When the Sun with its new vibration of light

          Disconnected all who were not meant

 to stay connected until they die

and I knew it might be really possibly almost quite late

          to find my Matching Mirror of Free Woman

                    because this is a world of slaves slaving Hell

And just before I may be about to get tempted

to find some other weaker flower for a while 

            less wild

less magical 

 less divine  

less smiling

                                                   growing everywhere around the corner

                                                             growing for painful  pleasure

                                                                       growing into dull emptiness

                               But it was not late at all

          when I find You being there out of the blue

                    And saw you coming

with the gentle wind in your long hair

                                                                                            So lightly

 like you were the Mistress of the Wind

 Swirling down to come to me to tell me

          There is everything everybody needs

 in this Interconnected Creation of Love

                    There is always

The One Right for The Other One,

which I knew deeply inside my heart.

          What  my mind could not imagine in bravest dreams

Only my new true friend intuition could tell me was

                     You are going to be

          a Beautiful Daughter of Goddess of Love        

          Looking with wild passion

 and deep compassion

 into my eyes

                    Like you were looking into the mirror showing you

          We are free to paint the Greatest Painting of our lives

With the most beautiful colours

 talking pure magic while freely touching

          The radiant canvass of us two naked painters

Painting the Story of Love with Truth and Honesty

 knowing deeply suddenly in our souls

                               Time has come

 

 for the Pure Miracle of Love

                                                                                  To come finally true

                                                                                        For YOU and FOR ME

                    How do I know all this? 

                               When the Mind is Clear

to broadcast the station of Freedom to Love

Then it knows You are what you are

           And this is what I am. 

                     ‘Hello  Life

 I am Life,’

                               Let’s go Dancing beyond the clouds of Fear

                    Where the Angels we created

                                         Are waiting to see us dancing

                                                             in the shiny shoes of freedom

to be who we are…

          And my Heart does not need

to seek to know

if the Palace of Your Heart is full

 of Magic of Love for all

                               My Heart only feels My Soul

Expressing Pure Joy from a touch

          Of Divine Eternity of You Touching Me.

                                         My Heart Knows and sees with the Eyes of Love

                    You know What Love really is

and You know how to build

the temple of  Everlasting  Love

Yet there is just one

little tiny piece of poisoned seed of  fear

                                         Inside your glowing aura

And I have the happy joy to tell you

 ‘I can not hurt You, Beauty of Your Heart

as I am made of Love and for Love       

           as You are made of Love  and for Love

as You and Me know now

after the wild storms of our lives

          brought us here where now

  this is the only truth

 of the Father God & Mother Goddes,              taking our hands

                                                             and letting us

                                                                                  to merge our souls

          and sending us to walk

the Beauty of Life Together…

 

 


Tantra

Jennifer

August 13, 2008, 8:51 pm
just what i needed to hear. thank you vibrational frequency tone, in the now.


Your Words Are Beautiful And

Shamanlady55

June 25, 2008, 1:39 pm
Your words are beautiful and touch the heart of one who loves. From one shaman to another all things are love.
Love, Light & Blessings,
Patricia x


Beautiful

Melena

June 23, 2008, 7:18 pm
Beautiful.. once again your poem truly touch my heart. Thank you

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