: High on Exile :

Surplus
Promises
Darkness
Suppressive

Sheer dreams
beneath my face
Like forgotten kisses
I am, overturned in mist

Blissful enclosure
no words can seal
no hands can steal
falling air lightness

Was it a whisper
was it my heartbeats
fusing the static night
fragrance.. vanilla fire

Sweetness
you have come far too close
to me.. in distance of your mind
I hear the crackles of your curiousness

Turning away from heat
gazing into shadows of our dance
quietly, taken monograph of our thoughts
I have never prepared to look back with regret

~ Lyric Dreamer ~ 21 Aug 2012

: High on Exile : Lyric Dreamer Aug 2012

: Matrixical Medusa :

For me
everything

I feel
the words bobbing and pushing
wanting to surface

Where to start ..
how to say all that are initially abstract
yet tattooed on my heart
You can only hold on to
so much emotion

World flashes you
histories created

There
you take it down
with your own creation
anchored
within your soul

You travel
from dimensions to dimensions
in your chose elements
Everything surprises you
if you are prepared
to wonder

The density of concrete
will reach to cenment your being
like the matrixical Medusa
She wants you frozen
to her summon

There are times
your body and mind is set
yet your heart and soul
launching the resistances
all at once

" No " said I

Look into Medusa's eyes
I cried ..
grant the world reborn
with all our smiles
after monsoon tears
of Cosmic Ocean break

" Even if I stood as stone.
My heart will never froze..
to your stare. "
...
I whisper
turned
as I carry on
Soaring
She .. Crumbled

" Medusa .
Come with me ..
Lets undo all spells of ancient fears . "


12.Aug.2012 ~ Lyric Dreamer ~

Gian Lorenzo Bernini The Medusa

: Clockwork Thrills :

Dusk , ripples
like a pond
Heart
full of fire from Sun
I
am slightly lost
in time
Wake me up
To wake you

The trees
are closing in
as I wondered about
in the maze
where I
granted my own hostage
to Poetry
me&i ..

This delightful thirst
for joy
Stamped
with teeth marks
of a clockwork Tiger
A forest
grew from my scars
" I am alive ! "

Thrills ..
streaming in my blood
Pulsating fire

" I am forever chasing you ..
Clockwork Tiger ! "


9. Aug. 2012 ~ Lyric dreamer

~ : Heart sculptor : ~

Mind is the Sea
caressing shores
with splashing lightning

Hearts beating
don't say not enough
never say too much

Becoming
is living reality

The thuds in my chest
called out in a burst of echoing
treading my steps with endless waves

Here
I am listening
returning to where I go

timeless engraving
carving my heart
into dreams


                                                  ~ Lyric Dreamer ~ 06.08.2012

: Soar flight :

When the wind speaks
a present of history embrace

Far on top of the stairs
soul soaring the way I feel

nobody.. nobody..
can understand this..

longing.. soul longing..
no words can ever replace

beloved.. beloved..
no one can ever replace..

am I returning to you

are you coming to me

was the only question
forever.. carried away ..

: Tears of time :

louds..
you have remain my most playful friends among life

It's of most importance we learn we don't know who we are..
For our long journey ahead.. to the silent past of the Universe

May I be a habitual commando in my language tempos..
while my heart is a small petal.. floating through river Nile..

May I dive the depth of that blue.. shimmering far Ocean in sky..
with one story that speak through the graves of many civilizations

May we feel you come home to us.. Our creator.. that loves so much..

The space that came through is dripping Gold
Lives of every existing colour is singing a love song

When our sky is at once cloudless across deep marine
The old city where we lived.. perhaps shall resurface

Do you remember our hearts spoke as our eyes engaged..
where our temples dance and glide to magnetism of silence

The days languages were never boundaries..
just melodies and tussles that spill moving colours

The nights our hearts whimpering between longings of bliss..
more than fluctuating.. between sharp thorns of underworlds

Those memories have come and haunt me once again, even more..
Like all dreams, dare not to utter in.. as shattering screech of time..

Those memories have come and haunt me once again, even more..
Like all dreams, dare not to utter in.. to shattering screech of time..

As and to.. see the small differences.. that drew our hearts apart.

If time ever sleeps.. we shall enter our truth again, mutely merged..

                                            ~ Lyric Dreamer ~ 10.04.2012 13:33 ~

: Shadow cafe :

Down to the darkest ally
further to the right, then left
open the dusty old door and walk in.
Now.. faint hearted ones.. Please leave.

The should that knows about everyone but itself.
the could that is forever envious of every would..
the jealous man who is angry at you for feeling himself.
the jealous woman who is poisoning you with a sly smile..

Brace yourself, you are in the shadow cafe.
you want nothing from anyone engages you..
each pleasant charm comes with a hook perking,
to pull your heart out if you carelessly give an eye over.

Meet a man of two morals, feel the lust in his stare.
On one he greets the world with virtuous integrity,
On other he digs in your scars with his vicious hunger..
fortunately each of his morals grew from you.. so face him fearlessly.

Meet a woman of two faces, feel the danger in her gaze.
On one she greets the world with innocent vulnerability..
On other she tares wounds with her secret aggressive teeth..
fortunately each of her faces grew from you.. so see her fearlessly.

Walk down the crowded bar with no desire,
walk past the glaring eyes and cast no longing..
watch out those who plays giver for your needing..
watchfully come through yourself.. in all shadows you see.

 ~ Lyric dreamer ~  Tuesday, 3 April 2012 at 21:03

~ : Fire of heart : ~

The world is still asleep..
but the dreams are vividly awake

The dreams that live our minds
float our living forces in service to the histories that walk our Earth

The surest way to destroy the future
is the slow corruptions we taste
with beliefs we are children of man made pollutions

While distortions dance around minds in self acclaimed statement of importance
Mothers and children of our tomorrow recreates from ash

The dark things of our past
if we don't shed light.. we are the very injustice itself.

The notion that we were owed with a world that is right..
The mission that we are born into a world we make right..
from all wrongs we tried

The easiest way to corrupt the sons of God
is to imply wars of victory
feed the ego illusion's power
while love despaired

A man who seeks love as possession
a man who seeks power as recognition
O so sorrowfully despaired and impaired
by wrenching delusion

In a world that sells and insures illusions..
the only reality.. is the fire in heart

Behold the light cracks from heavy clouds streaming a seeming sky..
Behold the mind of Father, and drink in eternal truth of this moment

There can be nothing lost
but minds gone mad with beliefs
that our lost is a reality of illusions we attempt
to be senselessly preoccupied

Rebirth of fire
reborn into light

The mind withers in air
brushes everything our eyes see and given
In the bliss of our true origin


                                                                        ~ Lyric dreamer ~ 17.03.2012
 

The pendulum races back and forth in remarkable fast but strangely slow speed. Mind is almost sizzling. Spring.. pops out of the night wind.

Rain drops of roof edges, want to share a pure language. But each drop, lands on different surface. I can't pronounce, the sound of falling.

Ultraviolet in silence.. wave across the universe.. Nothing is missing. Just invisibility wavering trembling traces.. that eyes cannot see.

Every chaos makes sense in birth of an eternal lotus. Every sound, is a quiver of symphony. Which scene.. has life commit to our imminence ?

Catching the winks of stars between blinks.. even velvet sky, is held behind rushes of clenched tears. Wild fires of earth.. now drenched.

The solitude of multitude echos between hearts.. There in space, we hear a beat faster, than our sleeping darkness. Something true.. awakes.
                                      
                                                                                            Monday, 27 February 2012 at 22:21 

~ : Time eclipse : ~

The soft glazing of snow lit up late Winter night.. sky landed here in other worldly light.. pure delight.

When nature lets itself known.. petty attempts of control effortlessly overruled. Silence of boundaryless world unfold.

Sentences of pathless land.. thoughtless Ocean curves up endless twirls for cloud's testimonials untold. How far.. have we been here before?

Colliding of truth arises from the first sigh of a sightless clue.. A move, that only one reversed cycle of wordless motion will translate.

Fascinations of logic on pure forces. Creations of living knowledge trespassing all which are never known.. as the final words of magnitude.

To mechanical implements of mind in formless world. Streams of beneficent cure slowly releases you as the arriving Spring.. from inner core.

Hearing no words, reading the redemption of water as element of fire in tones of swiftly expressing air. The moment of time eclipse is near.

Cosmic eye of earth is turning. Once opened.. as the lock between dimensions of lives unchained.. ancient mystery of the infinite is at bay.


                                                                                      ~ Lyric dreamer ~ Monday, 6 February 2012

" ~ Sun Droplet ♥ Winged Fire ~ "

Time turns itself like warm threads of Sun, gently wrapped a ball of light on my palms.. Softly blooming winged fire.. submerges to dive in.

It's a cool burn that melts cells of long silent years.. a flickering fire that runs through the bloodstreams in me.. story I was told before here.

Engraving run of a whole life to return.. locked dreams no one else can further.. It's vibrant life dripping in voltages of crackling sky's breath.

One spinning memory reveals his heart.. timeless.. thousand years knot undone.. turning under silver electrocutions of ancient night stars..

Boiling Ocean deeply buried.. frozen sand of distant Winter, Venus.. grains of broken city walking out of dreams.. leaving love codes of Cosmos.

Night.. sighs like there's too much to say.. The ground I stand shakes with rambling restless of earth.. my wrists, banded to the fire of my life.

If I was to live once to know.. each day.. I know more and more... yet more than once.. slipped off eclipsing Moon.. hanging on, to not known enough..

In dark clay of night swamps.. fearless and calm as the hidden lake..  try not to argue, with devilish Natas .. for pulling my fire out too far..

Not even a question.. I would never let loose.. the love tied to my wrist.. It's his Sun blood.. fuels my heart..  keeps my soul forever breathing free..

If you ever came across a question that needed no answer.. It feels like this. No time, no place, nothing.. could undo this living light of my heart..

It is just like this.. deep.. quiet.. ancient.. fearless.. no matter how broken and how shattered it can be.. it forever magnetized us back.. as completeness.

My only Sun.. the forever sizzling beats of my life.. soaring every icy cell in my frozen blood.. only his eternal fire.. can decode such enchanted heart.


~ To my beloved ♥ ~ you rule my heart ~ Lyric dreamer ~ Sunday, 1 January 2012 at 18:23

* + : Origin ~ the lovebite of God : + *

: Our secret challenge.. to know we can love so much.. We no longer flinch.. even by flam of seething hatred. It's mild heat, compare to love.

: The moment we shift our mind to wholehearted forgiveness.. is the moment our universe reveals us, as we truly are. Innocent, free and whole.

There are likely to be two ways we contain ourself in the world. we either contain ourself with what we witness.. or we contain our origin.

To contain what we see, we either become what we see, or we conflict with what we see. To contain origin is to just be, an unchanging truth.

We are first until we reach later. As we didn't understand what our originality was.. because we were born part of the world, in the world.

I don't personally think there are many of born knowing origin. Mostly it's sought after years of dissatisfying questions on one's own life.

Like the firework display of a Catherine wheel. Our whole life is a sparkling swirls of a centered pint , which was unnoticed through out.

Only when we exhausted ourself chasing each spark of our living details, we reach to a point wanting to understand this invisibility within.

Even while we barely acquaint with this invisibility, it's unflattering nature oppose to our ego can dispel us from it's non-existing charm.

So we lit this inner Catherine Yoyo. Noticing there's center within somewhere, yet throughly enjoy excitement of chasing all casting sparks.

We can become disenchanted to seeming excitements, sometimes confused in why the sparks no longer bewitching us with it's short lived glory.

Often what's left is horrifying darkness that never be filled.. we may even run faster,..to sparks of more and more of whatever we can find.

All this time.. the journeys we took to chase sparks, only showed us that they are not part of us.. and never will. It's a vast loneliness.

Until we start to search within, the seeming dull and uninteresting center that never sparks off any excitements.. yet it ceaselessly stays.

This invisibility.. is the origin, the beginning.

The origin, has no name, no face. But it shares all names, all faces. It's the invisible entirety.. The father of light, mother of darkness.

To behold the origin is to behold the ultimate. The ultimate as the core of all sparks of life. A none attached embrace of living present.

Itself is all life, therefor any one faceted portray means limits. For it is everything we could possibly imagine, and more. Good, and evil.

Ego division is like subtracted detention to what is really soaring the life of ego itself. It is a blindfold to selected truth we perceive.

We feel right, but we are wrong. We have more, but we are less. We are powerful, but we are weak. World is paradoxical perceptions of ego.

This is why we never quite feel our souls launching.. no matter where we seek, what we seek, how we seek.. The answer is always a jeopardy.

Because we can never understand anything outside of us, if what is inside isn't understood. It's always obscured mirrored images of our ego.

When origin is contained. We start to see through different eyes.. We see everything broken, but also whole, destructions are also creation.

We start to wonder about the black and white view that caused us to feel intimidated. We start to let go the focus that created more wrongs.

We start to see the beauty in each and every moment. We realised it was our mind that colours the world we see, changes as we splashes love.

Everything is no longer an effort, but an interesting happening.. Dreams are no longer dreams.. they are dialogues of our whispering hearts.

Instead of questioning another's qualification, we question why don't we believe in our own ability to succeed. We sail.. Instead of strive.

Everyone is effected by the atom components in element of peace.. Everyone is living the moments.. instead of escaping or falling off time.

Everything we have are more than enough, people appreciates life and supports fun. This not a concept, but reality of love.. that we forgot.

When love is no exclusive to relationships and family, love goes everywhere we carry a peaceful heart with. It is a natural state of living.

We feel we are glad we are alive, and we should. Every moment is magic. The magic is you, me, he, she, they, we. Everyone is really magical.

The reason we believed we are not magical, is because we think man-made measures of one other's worth is real..but they are not, not at all.

Those measurements were old texts.. old beliefs.. Sometime ago someone said this. You and I are not someone. We are now.. Happening as life.

When we stop dividing ourselves all over the places, what happens.. We walk around as whole and undivided origin connected to life, as love.

It's a vicious cycle. The more you are an undivided origin as love. The more you spread your perfect germs to everyone around you.. too bad.

Before you know it.. it becomes too difficult to even find a topic to argue about. People are so chilled out.. all smiling at disagreements.

Doesn't that sound like a terrible thing ? How boring.. So here we go. Lets make some troubles.. lets make life a little bit more bearable..

But, thinking about it.. sometimes the talents we put into our troubles.. could actually save thousands and thousands of lives.. somewhere..

Trouble .. talent .. lives .. trouble .. talent .. lives .. wow.. I am alive. I am grateful.

The beautiful painting and the move of timeless songs, enchanting love of all seasons.. everlasting grace of emotions.. that holds us whole.

Love wakes gratitude in heart. Every shades of suffer.. tic of fear.. drop of pain.. are parts of love.. to enrich the true strength it is..

Depth of love is revealed with thorns that cuts.. eternity of love gently weaved by our unchanging faith in heart.. Love, is who we all are.

The moment we release illusions of world.. we return to futile Ocean of love. The beginning of all illusions. Here we know unchanging truth.

The unchanging truth in our presence is with every minute of doubtless love we carry.. Every minute of question-less love we are embodying..

To this, we are deeply in debt to everyone, everything that triggers such deep sense of longing and meaning in our heart.. The way of love..

Every person come to our life is our holy teachers of love. Some show us what we love in ourself, some show us what we never saw in ourself.

One. ,or a few.. take us all the way to the end of world.. without knowing.. as the calling of deep love, doing and undoing all old beliefs.

This one, we have all our life to thank for. Love.. reborn. Free of all illusions of world.. free of fear and lost.. As we love on tenderly.

And everyday : Thank you God, thank you God.. For allowing me to love endlessly. To feel all pain of ego vanishing, still I love faithfully.

As long as love is held in our hearts. We are indestructible, not even to life and death itself. To feel this love.. one is humbled by life.

The illusion of world can cast ambiguity to wishes of knowing love pure. Yet, we understand, through not understand. Know, through not know.

The world is a reflection.. every twinge, every pull, every jump, every cracks in our hearts tell us what our origin is. Where our heart is.

Instead of deep tangling by the seeing drowning us.. We learn to send each of our wishes and thoughts like prayers.. to request, to create..

Religious scripts are collections of faithful followers. Our God.. asks us only to follow love.. through and through.. We are all religious.

So, wherever you are, whoever you are, whatever you are, if someone in your heart lights up your world.. you are on God's mission, in heart.

Blessed indeed. More than blessed. You are magically charged with super power to change our world. Thank God for love.. it's infinite gift.

However tempting it is we are to feel deserted, stay with love, stay with faith. You are welcomed by our Creator in every bite back to origin.

Poems of beautiful hearts.. ever lasting dreams of God.

Words of flickering sparks.. mischief of damp woods.. in you go.. to fire of love !

The darkness and light, as one, undivided wholeness.

I mean. How could the world move.. without opposing forces ?

Fear.. took a chunk of our hearts away. Love.. taking nibbles of God and and fire us up in the dances of darkness. Bewildering completeness.

Love and fear are one.. every time we flip the coin.. it spins on.. endless whole.

Hush... Do you hear ? The new year's eve is more than magical.. it is miracle.. We are quietly heading a brand new moment.. Eternity.. ~ *


                                                                                                     Saturday, 31 December 2011 at 11:31

" + ♥ ~ Eden Heart ~ ♥ + "

The nature of nature is love uninhibited, when one is unaccustomed to limitations.. one connects and unites invisible elemental properties.

Every natural being is an composition of elemental properties. All living beings carry life of God. However we classify self and each other.

In self consciousness, we experience limitation or freedom we amplifier in our connections with happening world. Love, is all consciousness.

When we constantly remind ourselves our ego IDs, we become expressions of what those ID represent.. rather the elementals we naturally are.

In nature of consciousness.. energies flow as trusting love instead of boxed thought forms and beliefs can creates tension as self limits.

This is how we always echo with each other's energy vibrations. The words, music, art and professions are all waves of our vibratory forces.

If in any situation we allow our natural properties boxed in set belief& thoughts.. our access of our natural elements can become distorted.

This is why we always feel more ourselves around some people who are highly in touch with their fluent nature, even they may speak not much.

Because those who allow all energies of earth& love flowing through their whole being, are illuminating, live vassals of healing properties.

We are living components of life forces. if we live life as if walking programed dead corpses, through our days. We feel we become like one.

The nature of our living cells are to reintegrate and regenerate intelligence in environments that are charged in dominant elements of love.

Our elemental particles interact with another even Oceans and miles apart.. Simply with channels of serene purity ~ Love.. This, is miracle.

The only access we need is pure love consciousness, which activate as the hyphened stage in connecting to all living beings in our universe.

By opening each channels of love one by one, we become more connected with all beings with same frequencies of purity.. Embody love, as one.

By continuously relinquish the old limits proposed by our ego IDs.. we become more and more free to expand our hearts together, as one love.

Quite simply taking each of our roles in mind, body, heart and soul as representations of Earth embodiment. Atone heal as one consciousness.

This is purely participated with faith and free will. Not one feels obliged in anyway, to contribute oneself as this vassal of God and love.

In this consciousness, identity is automatically blurred into elemental energies embodying an aid to heart of earth with love consciousness.

It's not a cult, it's not a religion. It is a live consciousness with our own voluntary service, participations as vassals of love on earth.

In sharing God's will to love, each of us are equal and self reliant. Each of our work are to be co-teacher/students as messengers of heart.

In this love consciousness, we elaborate on the natural wealth and beauty of earth. Behold true affluences of heart as our only way forward.

There's nothing to fight against nor organizations or founding involved. It is a service of hearts to love with undiminishable faith as One.

from all embracing arms of creator.. Who sent love out through heart waves we each carry.. ripple outwards to every living truth on earth..

We are in time of great changes. Each of us can hear his messages through our own heart. We have no time for self doubts, no time for fears.

Each of us are his voices. No matter what culture, race, gender, nation.or religion. All we need to do is waking God's love, centers within.

Each of us flow high vibratory frequencies of love and hope to another in continuously trusting.. in discarding any belief of lack or limit.

We are all natural healers, we are all flowing data of intelligence and wisdom. No courses or religions needed for our qualification as love

We are all equal, not insignificantly equal.. Divinely equal. It's everyone's true identity. It isn't a secret.. It is truth. Tell Everyone.

                                                                                 Thursday, 29 December 2011 at 04:04

* ~ + ~ : Eden tide : ~ + ~ *

As a human being. it's almost instinctive for us to turn chaos of life into chaos of love. Then chaos of destruction into chaos of creation.

The possible obstacle we have together, is the less whom are truly aware of their real strength and gift, the slower we gear into creations.

The evolution of consciousness is slightly different from evolutions of mind. Pure intellect alone, is not enough to create heart affluence.

Vitality of heart affluence is fundamentally a beginning of true wealth to our world. Yet unintentionally.. we have long mislead each other.

Turn inwards to seek one's own path disregard the social expectations we experience, requires courage and tremendous faith in our own truth.

The more societies and individuals are encouraging groundings in people seeking fountain of truth within, the faster we succeed adversaries.

The way religions or spiritual cults which sectioned self discoveries for selected chosen ones.. turn away opportunities of great awakening.

There are no divisions between mind, body& spirit. The longer we keep those aspects of ourselves part, the longer we are devoured by the ego.

Know our spirit is with everything that occurs, everything which are based on actions in practical, material or physical, are all spiritual.

Only in continuous separations and distinctions we partake in reflections of inner judgments and dis-empowerments.. we become fragile egos.

When we take the idea of "self" to be representative agent to what's regarded as missing. The walls and boundaries dissolved, in an instant.

In the metaphorical sense.. Instead of battling against imagery oppositions, we then turn our ego as tools, abiding the works of our spirit.

On classical takes of holiness, we are made to believe we have to act and behave in certain manners in the hierarchy of spiritual illusions.

Our great inner awakenings may become hindrance to unity consciousness. If articulated spirituality, turn divisions as divine impossibility.

To acknowledge each awakening being's own authority as individuality, encourage everyone to find spiritual alignments in the life one leads.

It is each of our joy, to face every challenge as a divine puzzle to solve, a savored mystery to decode. In an intensity of aiding to whole.

Without chumming focus on blames or regrets, we gear ourself into our own chosen place on the grand scale of evolution as a heart affluence.

The ripple effect of heart wave in faith can move mountains, rearrange oceans, or heal planets. For we each, are the living vassal of earth.

There are far more lost children of God than opposing forces of evil on earth. Each of us holds one key to unlock this grand scale of hope.

On this illusory scale, we each are unique and equal. Turning& surfing eden heart waves, we act on exactly what's needed with a given cause.

We trust ourselves and each other on this grand adventure. For we are all journeying on as one destination, Home.. Sharing our infinite joy.

                                                                          ~ Lyric dreamer ~  Wednesday, 28 December 2011 at 11:29

* + ~ : ~ Eden force ~ : ~ + *

When we start to act on creations with love. All companions, fellowships, co-creators of God's grand miracle will be sent to arrive in time.

Everyone in unity is like a single coded key that unlocks the wheels of our universal movements. Irreplaceable and significant to the whole.

Every harmonised or disharmonised occurrences we will experience, open deeper understandings to our inner map of love. Frees our soul being.

It is our duty to our sisters and brothers, to remain strong waves of love by shore. No matter how each of us may be undergo the challenges.

We behold our siblings with love and faith, just as God places his heart on us.. calling us forth with his tremendous love for his children.

When each of us accept our existence as truth in no comparison nor doubts. We extend faith of oneself to everyone.. Becoming the word of God.

In undivided state, united consciousness as God's love, we can generate great forces of love, conquer all obstacles fearlessly, in totality.

We have all experienced defeats.. hopes torn.. dreams shattered, our hearts been broken before. But we didn't give up. We carried on loving.

This love is a wild living force not one of us can contain or tame. It's the surfing light of God penetrating every inch of earth it touch.

Each of us reach out in courage, to say, to feel, to contain, to bear, to hold, the light of love. To see love torch through darkest nights.

When each of us is humbled by magnificence of love. We cease to cast our individualities or indifferences under name of God's grace in vain.

We no longer take our lives for granted.. nor dare to behold the sights of our brothers or sisters with judgments we condemn ourselves with.

We further have the strength to undergo the crucifixion of Christ in our consciousness. In order to bring about a transformation of Rebirth.

We are also ready to go to the darkest places on earth. Bring love and hope with us. To face deepest sorrow we are sharing, with our family.

We are not alone on this. We are never to journey without heaven's preparation. We are to face final fears.. last lessons on love and faith.

Hold our strength with trust. we are to be transformed. Our true world is always one. Eternally in the living heart of love. As God created.

                                                                        Lyric dreamer Tuesday, 27 December 2011 at 16:02

* + : magic : + *

The truth is running too far ahead of us... No body knows the truth.. ~ Time

While I was heading home under the street lamps.. I have walked into my silhouettes countless times.. each one is the muse of night at light.

I felt my lungs expanded in cool air, and all the idling shadows hidden in me escaped hearing the laughters of the wild space above my head.

Under floor of sky.. long streets of quiet homes lit.. each scented with dreams contained. Wishes.. sent in smokes of warming Winter breath.

Sky carries hopes across galaxies.. Speeding on blood fuel of love. Mountains.. silently watch.. hold up our grounds with dedicated embrace.

Far more than our lives to this earth.. far more unspoken truth kept hearts beating tonight. So much.. don't know where to begin our thanks.

In the sun droplet lake.. you see icicles of angel scrolls melting to clouds becoming rain.. silent nourishments of heaven journeying love..

Magic is everywhere.. magic is all the time.. magic is everyone.. magic travels through walls.. earth and time.. magic, on your fingertips..

Could you not see? Have you let your mind dismiss those sparks in your eyes.. Can you feel.. the whole universe is now calling you to life..

It is always now.. It is always the right time.. Open your eyes !

                                       ~ Lyric dreamer ~  Tuesday, 27 December 2011 at 21:52

* + : ~: PASSION :~ : + *

Passion isn't at all self serving.. nor sexual endeavour of our physical beings.. That we know now, are only very small aspects of Passion..

Passion.. is living a life fully awake.

When one is afraid. one leads a life of metal security. When one lives passion, one is living emotional intelligence of mind, body and soul.

One breaks aways all boundaries of separations.. and truly being here and now.

In human concepts of truth, we are looking for grips to hold our identities. In concept of passion, We burn with love.. as the living truth.

When one accepts life without limits, one soar with spirit rather than any mental concepts in time. The truth of your universe, is infinity.

We seek small valves to release the steam of our passion.. through work, play, sex, food, romance, politics, religion. Small contained love.

Do we not recognise, we are living passion. The fully waking entity of all timeless dimensions which brings all truth to existence. To life.

Our small limits set about others and ourself are repressions of being truly the soaring force of love. Undignified divisions of the truth.

In our true commitment of being limitless love, we break away from the shadow identifications we do with love ones, or in brother/sisterhoods.

We stop casting what ego doesn't want to see in itself onto each other. We start loving uncontrollably with our minds, hearts& souls as one.

Passion, is not just physical or emotional expression. Passion, is expression of love in presenting our existence as service to God and to Oneness.

There can be no oneness if there is any aspect we see, and cannot accept. There can be no truth if anyone's existence is denied or rejected.

As long as we accept mental walls our ego constantly creates and posts to our consciousness.. We become enslaved as it's living shadow play.

In living shadow plays.. we continuously experience what seemed to be divided and separated within ourselves, and being the very separation.

Once we can flood divisions and fears with complete faith and love. We become passionate embodiment streaming life consciousness of oneness.

Love is now. Love is not a thought, an adjustment of reality, a change of few scenarios away.. Love is right here embracing the whole world.

You are it's very instrument of heavenly melody, it's very living force, as the walking, breathing Passion. You.. grace the ground of earth.

                                                                        ~ Lyric dreamer ~ Tuesday, 27 December 2011 at 12:55

: ~ Eden waves ~ :

In adequate force of creativity. One knows no limits to one's abilities in summoning love to hand. Origin one inherits from ancient arrival.

On quests in life, one remain focused.. by pass rules methods.. compulsories of ego. Outcome is decisive, from the intent of one's service.

There can be no true satisfaction to life without one striving to dwell deeper than meeting one's own shifting ego.. and inadequate desires.

The success unites mind heart and soul are truths of lifelong adventures. For more elements to behold than the possession or status in life.

The lethargic dissatisfaction among our collective psyche is disassociation of responsibilities between us.. from our true heart's callings.

We have subjected each other's divinity to something far less than our true capacity. This is how we are easily lost.. awash by unseen fear.

Indeed we should be fearful.. for we are not a species of underachievers.. But overachievers on goals far less satisfying than we deserved.

large focus of co-creations are misplaced and removed from of our all encompassing truth, we are to here to surf.. not to submit, our souls.

To this truth we are owed, by our every own breath, to every coming child of earth. We are in place to create world contain hearts of faith.

To truly ask what our hearts are wishing for.. blind to worlds hungry eyes in destructions of hopeless sky.. We stance, for what we believe.

With every cells of our living being, we strive to hold and keep hope for truth of life.. Behold by each of us, is a torch of immense love..

The only true reward of life, is the deep wells of hope, fountain of strength we are sharing, with everyone who takes on this path together.

In this silent union, we do not judge our brother's adequacy, authenticity or ability. Simply hold trust in God's given word. Supreme faith.

We hold focus in appreciations of all differences.. Synchronizing our heart's energy which ultimately connects us all, with divine guidance.

This is a mission of absolute success for mankind. It is already foretold by prophecy. We are all here, to stand our corners with pure love.

Mark the soul with the fire escaping your heart !

                                                           ~ Lyric dreamer ~ 26 December 2011 at 18:14

: ~ Creation of Now ~ :

Thoughts.. more than poetry of each moment .. they are the truths we soar.. each an adequate creation.. streams our blood to it's own life..

The invisible particles of mind floating in the air.. into our lungs.. cling to hearts.. Living atoms of all existing truths are inviting...

Taking us higher or keeping us lower to realms of unseen realities that can only felt and behold by a feeling heart.. A beating love of God.

Magnificent forces of God's creation are never to be entrapped by realms that illustrates invisible chains.. caging one's truth and beauty..

We are free. To break from persuasive chains that keep our faith to any lifeless, hopeless reality. We are, the living truth of this moment.

Listen to beats of your heart.. feed the mind breathless memories and all dreams of love. Taste the sweetness of life on your tongue.. hope.

As God's children, as living miracles on earth.. we're never illusions of yesterday, always overflowing truth of love streaming a presence.

Core of this universal moment is kept by your mind heart and soul.. a code of all movements define our tomorrow is tattooed onto your heart.

It is impossible to be missed when you engage your heart to the present, when you engage your mind to very presence of God's creation ~ you!

You are the very word God spoke. The very breathe God blow onto earth. The very beloved child of his tender heart.. You are the word of God.

Fine webs of divisions doubts spins deception our hearts know how to reveal. No one is made to live any less, than truth of God's very word.

Now, how can a heart of God hold anything but love.. how can a force of God be anything but love.. how a meeting of God be anyhow but love..

No perfect being of life can be reduced to ash and dust of yesterday's illusions. Nothing but love can come between us, in creations of Now.

                                     ~ Lyric dreamer ~  Monday, 26 December 2011 at 12:25

. ' : Jolt : ' .

Life. Burning right to the heart of being. Bright as the fire that sets soul on fire.. truthful as ringing silence. still.. as death itself.

The notions of each movement is contradiction of back and forth.. the motion of each involvement is dark and light.. Spin the disc, of time.

Pinpointed focus I aim tonight on shines of tinsel light.. I see now or tomorrow in all to bes and already done. Bless, is a curse of birth.

Birth, spell of no return.. promise of no illusions.. wonder of forgotten futures to be rediscovered, over sentiments of a unknown picture..

Lifted.. each layer a heart wave.. each soul dance.. each memory, becomes the fortress of tomb buries my moment before I take in a breathe..

In gripping swirl of cold black wind, hurled my heart inwards deeply back into core, reach my beginning. The burst of love reformed as life.

In trembling immense jolt.. this form is, real as it may felt.. or seem in mirror. This being is really the moving force as wildness of God.

Fragility as concept from death. Invincibility is truth of love.. Life is the sky we are thrown in to fly.. The deep Sea we are to command..

Toss truth into the fire. None of it mean anything once a moment has spoken. Merged shadows of moonlit path, on the way to reborn once more.

Run along forces of elements, run along life without looking back or around.. run along without doubting your very thought. you are on now !

A test of faith. in you, in me, in truth, in false, in life, in death. On& on. Where have you time to question, while you are the very fire?

To judge mine or your whole being is questionable is perhaps more painful than any torture questions unanswered. The games of authenticity.

Ask yourself who you are. Knowing it or not.. questioning a question or answering an answer.. it is living you right now. Blissfully yours !

                                                  ~ Lyric dreamer ~ Monday, 26 December 2011 at 03:13