The perfect hunger

The perfect hunger Too much of love Inside the fragile bud, in waiting, the unknown Yearns to dance Spins in dream of destiny. The wind moves the music swiftly across the earth in golden bubbles of hope; Love just began To open her eyes, see the sunset over the silent lake, hear the lovers on…

Life, my soulmate

Life is here. Do not go out to find it. Do not over think it. Just feeling it right this moment. It unveils vulnerability of your human skin, like a gentle breeze of spring night over the moonlight. Sorrow and pain of growing out of condition is a freedom entering your heart. Feel everything. You…

A joyful Eclipse

We are beyond all of our doings, yet in flow action rise, creation takes place. Not doing is part of soul growth into being in now and here, to only sit on breath, however for a heart that wishes to sing, dance, paint and write, nothing is more challenging than practicing not doing while everything…

Surrendering

Real surrendering is a full heart offering of what feels like a valuable, belonging, even fear and suffering can be masked by mind to hold on illusion Perhaps safety, comfort, relations, role we play, what we desire, even freedom This is the stage persona needs to dissolve in Truth. All layers of self need to…

Collective Ascension & Death

We grow up believing our death comes when body dies. Across the world, different religions, traditions, spiritual systems each have their ceremonial burial process. We trust this knowing and except texts written on return of Christ, they are no other evidence that any human returns to land of living after death. I wonder if this…

I died and life began.

My poems are written in spontenous moments of joy, agony, awareness, expansion. I do not edit or change them after birth. They carry the pure intention of loving all there is, in present. This is one of them, after a huge transformation, just returned to uk with no money and place to stay from San…