Wherein knights are made
10 April 2016
Hold the thought
It rings with solace
Of hundreds
Of dead stars
They carve infinity’s ways
The suns in arrays
Neatly tucked
Within folds of me
This is Time
Bluebells chime
They ring to glory of One
Where all had begun
Listen hard
The voices speak soft
They cast light
And shadows
Upon heavenly meadows
Wherein knights are made
Reading of the poem:
Fields of Gold – Rumi
Alchemist – Rumi
The Alchemy of Love – Rumi
In Circles of bliss
25 March 2016
I speak Blue
My canvas defined
Oceans’ words
Stretched waters
Definition who is who
Diluted in hearts
The pain starts
Within the focus
Define where
Set locus
Derive bright light from the air
Open the Lotus
We are carved
Infinity’s trails
Yet like snails
Pace deserts
Scorching sands our daily bread
Lost the divine thread
I seized it
Entrance into all
Standing tall
I was none
Witnessed how it had begun
Illusion mind game
My body
Death accessory
It paints wild
Withered lands
The throb within understands
The meanings of rain
Gone the pain
In Circles of bliss
They shine bright
Through my Heart
Target hit yet gone amiss
All flows through essence
Reading of the poem:
Manvantara – Bliss
Deep within lake Blue
6 February 2016
The days fly
Swirl of emotions
The feelings
Intense growth
Conscious expansion of soul
Fear is of the dead
Body stirred
Impact of broad chest
Beating heart
Blinking eyes
Fleeting moments of unrest
Blue and brown curtain
Mesmerised
Drowning in blue skies
I kissed lids
Fluttering
Bit shoulder a teasing wake
Of sleeping giant
Lazy days
Succession of nights
Lost in grains
Sandy brown
Like sawdust in milky way
Freckles a highway
Speeding lanes
A map to follow
Adventure
Departure
A promise cast on the brink
Of reaching somewhere
Thrill subsides
Yet it grows steadfast
The heartbeat
Soul echo
This is now for tell and show
Meanings unburdened
He said soft
Did you hear of Mars
Hitherto
There I lived
Speak to me of your Venus
Perhaps we can trade
I churned it
Whirling whirlwind looked
Upside down
Inside out
Every nook and corner spoke
Of unfailing love
The mind speaks
A foreign language
Heart oozes
Inky red
Stories of a thousand nights
One infinity
All else paled
Muted melodies
Hopeful peeps
Fear that creeps
Disguised in faltering love
Blown away by breeze
True love stands
More than bad weather
Dilating
Expanding
By the self replicating
Infinite system
One and one
Are more than mere sum
Less than two
Souls entwined
Between valleys and the peaks
Deep within lake Blue
Reading of the poem:
Blue Velvet – Bobby Vinton
Birdy – Not about Angels
Birdy – T Shirt
Birdy & Rhodes – Let it All Go
Birdy & Jaymes Young – Best Shot
The Far meets the Close and the Everything in Between
12 November 2015
.
Heavenly rays unfolded Blue
Hues of every colour in eye did dilate
.
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Infinity’s dancing paces glowed
Breaking continuum, Myriad of stars sunsets
.
,
Glint of reflection in eyes that seethe
Haggard dances of drunken measures, silent grief
,
.
Surging memories flames that dance anew
Time immemorial hands awash, free, remained black slate
.
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Night watch, a vigil of time that flowed
Pacing in mind the passing days that the Heart resets
.
.
A slow walk, book of sorrows I breathe
My prison within me, breath momentary relief
.
.
Fallen from Tree, cold grounds, withered leaf
Wisdom, the pain of the baby relentless I teethe
.
.
Light of Cathedrals my mind besets
Day of Light, the Winter’s fall in my Heart darkness snowed
.
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Cutlery drawn let’s eat from same plate
Of Moulin Rouge, Toulouse, desires Drew
.
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Hibernation, by the Red made brief
Memories of snow, of fall, of wilderness, do I sheathe?
.
.
Trinity rises, Trinity sets
Unstable balance, knowing not who steered and who rowed
.
.
The farther the Love, closer the spate
No numbers, only Heart was response, this Heart now knew
.
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For as the mind would will it thirteen
The Far meets the Close and the Everything in Between
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Erik Satie- Gymnopedie #1
Erik Satie – Danses De Travers I, II, & III
Erik Satie – Danses Gothiques
Erik Satie … VEXATIONS [excerpt I] (1893)
Erik Satie: Nocturnes (Pascal Rogé)
Erik Satie: Gnossienne No. 4, 5
Erik Satie: Pièces Froides (Reinbert De Leeuw)
Erik Satie: Ogives (Reinbert de Leeuw)
Satie – Je te veux
Satie – Nocturne No 4
Satie – Trois Sarabande
Erik Satie: Gnossienne No. 1, 2, 3
The Painted Veil – Love Scene – Gnossienne 1
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
‘
Dorothy Meets The Tinman (The Wizard of Oz 1939)
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
Maya Plisetskaya, age 61, dances Dying Swan
Hans Zimmer – Duduk Of The North
Hans Zimmer – The Kraken
Hans Zimmer – Aurora
Hans Zimmer – Injection
The Lisping set flames
7 November 2015
Weary is the soul
That tireless travels between
Fires and Waters
Icicles will form
On the tips of my eyelids
For brethren washed out
The fire cleanses
Shards that shifted in morrows
Between Blue and Red
The clock stuck in twelve
Struck more than the midnight count
When spirits would roam
I floated in air
Circles bound me to nowhere
As the river flowed
Rotating in trap
The core shifted towards more
The Lisping set flames
Seven spelled the days
Four and four faced the seven
Infinity flew
Rumi Poem, Iranian Music and Divine Dance
Come into my Life
14 September 2015
Into my slumbers
You seep forth your pressing urge
I greet you with wake
Summer bursts with scents
Fountains of joy flourish ripe
With seeds of your fruit
Immersed in beauty
Looking into you faceless
Your breath on my shape
You knead me desire
I need you infinitely
My soul for you calls
The ravens have tired
Bearing you on wings they sit
Guarding our twin souls
Morning pigeons coo
As you take a daily leave
Rising with the suns
Demanding mistress
I snatch more of your presence
During waking time
Our stolen moments
Leave the daytime unabashed
By our flaming nights
Every inch of me
Recognises your fragrance
While you elude me
Come into my Life
The nightingales are worn out
In nocturnal watch
Gift me your past aches
I will teach you present tense
Submerged by our touch
We will invent Time
Infinity will give in
To our radiant Love
The bread of Mercy
11 September 2015
When you had grown old
Tired and worn out by life
Kissed dreamtime over
I watched over you
As you swam in oblivion
With memories wept
I handed you sight
That damned me to see untold
For clocks would not wind
You sank with the weight
Of history unfolded
To death of morrows
I cried for lost nights
For this place was a shelter
To our broken dreams
With last strength of age
You reached out to a light stream
Woven across Time
Thumbelina spread
Across infinity’s maze
The bread of Mercy
Infinity’s voices loudly will call
13 August 2013
Trodden ruffled feathers life will now smooth
Silken whisper follows rising of pitch
Eroding sadness for soul now to soothe
Stranger rebounds meet not many a glitch
Silvery cords on twin bodies will glide
Wild strings will gather in gardens so lush
Stray notes rotating in bodies collide
Heated moments cause more than cheek to flush
Crescendo the music will yearn to play
Raging with thunders of hunger’s appeal
Dawning upon welded bodies of clay
Daybreak mellow with bond will twin souls seal
Infinity’s voices loudly will call
The higher the rise the starker the fall
Electricity
17 January 2015
Clouds gathered in sky
Fluffy bundles of rain charged
Blue infinity
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