Tempest, the Lion.

Today as I wandered,  I asked nature what love was, It told me “ Love is to find a most beautiful flower, and to gaze upon her, nothing more” But if i wish to take her, and gift her to some one, in awe of her beauty, if i desired to share her, is that not love? I heard “such is the love of the world”  I wandered and found what i did not look for.  Saw what i did not seek.

In the valley hollow  I hear your small still echo, & when in the heights I feel  close enough as to kiss your face, Blue depths plunge me within your ghost, in the wake of wrenching heart aches, do not hide from my emotion. I beg you. 

The way i see it is that we are at war, a war of life and death, & from moment to moment we struggle to find a piece of love wedged between our emptiness and pain. There a natural longing to know ourselves, and to then be acknowledged, known, accepted, and loved. I know I’m created for a full life and my uniqueness is to bring amazing things into this world, and inside me a spirit that awaits for the opportunity to exude from my being as i choose to stand for life. This is a spiritual realm wanting to be realised. This mystical force wars against death from moment to moment, fighting for a chance to take us over, revealing who we are and defeating all the lies in our head that attempt to suppress who we were created to be.  So we have a choice, it is this,  to simply believe in the passions of our hearts and to love ourselves enough  to follow them. With a little bit of hope our eyes then our opened to the truth, we are in paradise and its up to us to build it together, bringing restoration to humanity, and then to our mother earth. 

I closed my eyes... To focus my mind, make it singular... “What is it you wish to see?” the sky in tears... “What is it you wish to feel?” Her tears on my skin, as they tickle my ears. “How does it feel?” Warm... like some one out there knows me, some how. Like I’m not alone anymore.

Of course last time i looked i was knees deep before i even knew I'd drown, and when i rose out from where the waters swallowed the earths beauty, my body had changed forever, like in the days of Noah and the new soil emerging from dreamers dew. I was spring with a fever. & the ways of the people are to unfamiliar by now, I was forged and painted by the colours of a sun, to form part of a different tribe. How can you insist i follow a road i can no longer see? And i was light years away from your mind, and my dreams had encompassed the galaxies, and the galaxies me, I was destroyed. & i know the song of a dreamer who dreamed too much, so flesh and blood turned him over, and after years of unkempt ties and worn out eyes, rose to be king. I'm a slave too, my love is a river, and my heart an out of tune drum, but its still savage and worhty of love bearing, with every beat. Show  me the the pavement you feel I'm must tread, and i will show you bodies of water that had needed years of treading, but you loved the shore too much, as well as your thinking.  DKOA

therein , being stretched out like an animal, waiting for the slaughter, but I'm curious ... Which one did i look like to you? a pig? was i so disgusting, did i dwell in the unfathomable? did i repulse you? though i might not disagree, id hope it wasn't the pig. maybe it was fish, and though not so repulsive, perhaps more insignificant that i would not even be on your mind. Tha my thoughts were ebbing and it didnt matter anyway if i lived on or died, i would not know the difference. But for you i was coerced and stunted by fear , a wholesome fear, and now i look into the eyes of God, to feel the pain of separation, and to acknowledge the heart that knew this anguish. So when you see me stretched out like an animal, i hope i look like a lamb, I hope my stench reaches the heavens in my decay , and i hope you realise that i was afraid in life, because I'd fallen in love with you, I understood His fear, that of which had moved the most beloved and wholesome, who was a lion but was seen as the lamb, as He stretched out, i stretch out, like an animal, and i hope you see me as a lion. I eat but am not satisfied, i drink but still thirst.... but when i look at you, my world becomes you. i hope you know...