sea
Who Am I Then?
When I stand On the edge Of the barren cliffs When my eyes Reflects the wild Of the roaring sea When I touch The quiet grace Of a mystical rainbow When I listen To the harmonies Of the howling wind When I disappear Into the spiralling Mist of sea-spray
Sunlight Dances on Waves
Peculiar Life… Sometimes we seem to walk in a haze Yet, sunlight still dances on waves ~
Do You Have the Courage to Live?
How to fly when your wing is broken? How to rise from a hidden wound unspoken? ~ What if our existential fear is not that of dying, but that of really living? It’s known in psychotherapy and psychology that we have an existential fear of dying that is the
On the Edge
On the edge Greeting death Raw. Exposed Still. Disclosed Dissolving From still to storm Reborn…
Sea Tower of Wild
Wave Explosion (II)
Wave Explosion (I)
Waves, Cliffs and Sea; a Dance of Threes
Stirring Building Groaning Churning Smiling Teasing Poking Yearning The freedom to be The eye of love to see The life within you and me… ~ The words was called out by a comment-exchange with Michele D’Acosta on my previous post “Yggdrasill” If you have a moment or three to
Death Dance
The unconscious in a constant fight resisting the brightness of infinite light where no shadows can ever hide A death dance of a trembling ‘I’ transcendence freedoms cry silencing our quest our “who am I?” Standing naked in an unknown hall golden pillar rising tall reaching up angels call
White Wolf
White wolf a mystic in a silvery coat vibrating notes sounding deep in its throat carried by storms over roaring seas reaching closed hearts quietly longing to be free White wolf by your side enveloped in mystery yet nothing to hide at one with the moon and its inner
Dragon of the Sea
Dragon of the sea veiled in deep mystery once again you arise from the abyss of life traveling on ancient mists bringing your challenging gifts and intense life-changing shifts I welcome you my fierce friend touched by your presence again In another life during shifting tides I saw a
