Fireflies in the sky

Fireflies in the sky

7 March 2018

The road was getting darker as she drove further into the wilderness. Looking back into the rear view mirror she could see the city fading behind her. Soon the city lights would all be gone. She pondered whether she should continue on this road as there were no street lights. She realised that if she got lost here there would be nobody to turn to help for as not many people chose to go through this road, especially at this time of the night.

As if in answer to her internal question, a small light flickered ahead and she thought it to be a good omen. Surely there would be a few people ahead of her whom she could ask for help if she were to get stranded on these external routes. She pressed the pedal and sped toward the source of the light which flickered before it went out. Her doubts returned again but she decided to carry on all the same. All around her she could feel the desert slowly closing in on her as the road branched into smaller desert paths.

She drove on in almost pitch black except for where her headlights cleared a path in the black of the night. At times she was not even sure anymore that she was still on the path except for the fact that she could feel hard ground under the wheels. She decided to pay special attention to the feel of the road and to return in case she felt the front wheels touch any sand. She was aware that if she got stuck in the sand here there would be little chance of her getting out of it before the morning.

She marveled at how just a few kilometers away from the heart of a buzzing city full of nightlife one could go to such pitch black silence. In the distance she could hear the hum of the electrical posts that were relaying life saving electricity to the residents of the city. She thought to herself that while people could use candlelight to replace the bulbs in case of an outage nobody could do anything against the heat if such a thing were to happen. She remembered the month in July when her air conditioner had been out of service and the landlord had taken weeks to repair it. Each day had then been like a journey into hell and her helper had had to change the bedsheets every day.

She noticed a flicker again in the sky and decided to drive in its direction. The tiny flicker grew a bit and was joined by other flickers that started to grow in size as she drove nearer. She could see in the distance an outline of trees with the flickers just above the treetops. She hastened towards the point where all the flickers seemed to converge, anxious to find out where the flickers came from. Soon she reached the end of the desert path which then turned into sand. She took out the torch light from the glove compartment and proceeded toward the source of the flickering light.

After a few meters, she came into what seemed like a growth of several palm trees and other trees she could not identify. At the top of the trees she could see hundreds of them flickering in the sky. It was like a cosmic dance of light and she realised that the flickering was from fireflies. The sky was full of them. She wondered how the fireflies had gotten here and then decided to enjoy the sight without further questions. She raced back to the car and took out the mat that she kept there. She unfolded it on the ground and lay on it, gazing up at where the fireflies in the sky competed with the light of the stars. It was the first time in a long while that she could actually see the stars. The fireflies with the backdrop of the stars was so beautiful it brought tears to her eyes as she lay back gazing at the illuminated sky.

 

Fireflies – Owl City

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The greatest divide

The greatest divide

5 September 2016

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Digital

Flicker on the clock

Three three three

Wake-up call

Mind goes through all I recall

The buzz of the fall

 

Dark flashes

The light particles

Spirits haunt

Old temples

The paper burning crumples

The weight of my words

 

Gathered herds

Reckoning of Times

Passages

Through needles

Unbridled journey speeding

Through fabric of space

 

My wrapping

Immaterial

The loyal

Calm await

They perceive the long lost gait

Whispers of my mind

 

Circles squared

Answers in the Pi

We research

Fruits of lie

Geometry distorted

In withering planes

 

Traversing

The greatest divide

I pierce Heart

In knowledge

Walking on rim of sky’s edge

Soul immemorial

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Gurdjieff – De Hartmann Vol 04: Meditation, par Alain Kremski

Gurdjieff – De Hartmann Vol 01: Voyage vers des lieux inaccessibles, Alain Kremski

Gurdjieff – De Hartmann Vol 03: Recit de la resurrection du Christ, Alain Kremski

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kQAI1DUQlec

Out of death

Out of death

20-21 April 2016

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Small forlorn

Within me you lie

A beacon

Of past lights

Wavering in certainties

Like a flame’s flicker

 

Out of reach

High above my skies

You fly free

Dancing ghost

A party in search of host

Quiet rejoicing

 

Within breath

Shivering vibrant

You exhale

I inhale

Flooded continuity

Our cycle of life

 

Out of death

You sway in confines

Wavering

Wandering

Between light hope dark despair

Journeys in spirals

 

Within speech

You articulate

Your being

Solemn truths

This world cascade of mourning

For your grey demise

 

Out of mind

Within core of heart

You flutter

Butterfly

The force of fragility

Emblem of freedom

 

Reading of the poem: 

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By your side – Sade

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Beyond Connection

Beyond Connection

2 September 2015

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I constructed you

You then deconstructed me

Laughed, hid the pieces

 

The key to the mind

Lies within thoughts’ meanders

Keys to heart flicker

 

Captured and released

Unwilling pact of freedom

Misplaced denied bonds

 

My hands lay helpless

Numbness then blood flowing back

Tingling sensations

 

Phantom cords cut all

Wounds that had crusted over

Where salt cauterised

 

Seeking the prison

Of mind that had most mattered

Cotton for the soul

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Beguiled mind relived

A lifetime of servitude

To masters that fleeced

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A shiver calling

To birth of a new era

Where slaves buy life back

 

A penny for Love

No quarters given today

Dime dozen’s fickle

 

Your form bathed in light

Cast against my darkness spelt

Chance of renewal

 

The candle’s flame lisped

Slithering towards my heart

Whispering new tongue

 

Every language ours

My thoughts trail off into yours

Beyond Connection

 

Ears pick up no sound

Artful measures a hiss feigned

Lungs filled in silence

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Fleetingly daytime joined in

Fleetingly daytime joined in

17 August 2015

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Birds nestled subdued

Into blissful deep slumber

Keeping us in mind

 

All nightingales sang

In rapture of the beauty

Of us coiled, uncoiled

 

Stars whispered secrets

Night had been sole accomplice

As jasmine overheard

 

Precision tuning

Mind waves sought more attention

I listened intent

 

Dusk like dawn flickered

In recognition of light

Engulfing our flames

 

Moons envied the sun

Peering bright into our souls

As our limbs we seek

 

Urgency in times

Set fire to the stillness

We moved not, lazy

 

You and I stretched out

Fleetingly daytime joined in

Unveiling future

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The foghorn blows not

The foghorn blows not

2 August 2015

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Mist covered the Earth

As she exhaled past sorrows

Pervading all thoughts

 

The lighthouse faded

Jaded memories walk past

Flickering in dark

 

A light shines sudden

Like a candle in the house

As shooting star falls

 

Footsteps in the night

Weary traveller is lost

The foghorn blows not

 

Earth shifted again

Countless stories washed over

As pale new dawns rose

 

Memories cords loosened

Strumming to toneless voices

Bees hum in playground

 

The fog now thickens

Let wilderness spread around

Don’t blow the foghorn

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