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Language of the Soul

 

Icicles growing inside my heart 

Abide where once lived a fire

The invisible cave

that forms their home - protection from

the winds of grief    

Which threaten to melt

My memories frozen in time  

 

*WaterKat

 

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With Faith in my heart

 

And hope to hold

 

Do you still wonder

 

Why I feel cold 

 

Why can’t I let go

 

Of that demon of fear

 

He calls from afar

 

Yet I draw near…

 

*Waterkat   


FROZEN IN TIME 

        

Today is here and today will stay  

Until I can see things a different way         

For days like this don't light my way

I want to dance, I want to play                          

But I have become Frozen in Time

And it makes no sense   It makes no rhyme  

I need some heat to thaw me out 

No more the fire

That only 

burns

out.

*WaterKat


HANDS UP

 

Raise hands up

Death awaits

Hands up

Hold on

Long is the night

 

Don’t lose grip

Scale the heights

Below lies the beast

Dormant

 

Your lights have died

Raise hands

Toward electric skies

A path is Spirit lit

So long the night

 

Don’t look behind

The beast has arisen

In all dark glory

His fire ignites

 

Hands up

Reach out

Invite in the power

The final victory

Of the night

 

 

By WaterKat

 


SOUL VISION

 

Floating over the eucalypts

The bitter sweet scent

Of leaves and flowers

Mingle with my senses

 

The birds in their playground

Content

Just being alive

So envious am I

My emotions rise

 

And there among the branches

The gift that is mine

Is it life?

Is it time?

 

*Waterkat

 

 

The Nature Of Truth

It is the nature of truth: Revelation is beyond thought. After it appears on the inner surface, it seeks a garment wherewith to clothe itself, and finds the robe called the Thought.

The thought emerges and finds for itself the robe called the Word.

The word wears the garment called Sound.

Thus the revelations reach the listener and the reader thrice enrobed- camouflaged.

To reach the essence of revelation one must doff the sound and come to the word; must divest the word and reach the thought; must drop the thought and reach the Revelation.

Swami Veda Bharati

 


Winds Of Truth

 

One day in a storm I cried into the wind

“Help me out of this fate I’m in!”

And a voice spoke back to me…

 

“Your’re like an animal that’s been beaten

And locked in a cage for years

Now the door to the cage stands open

Yet you hesitate to leave

 

Freedom’s your fear and you cling to the cage

The home where you think you belong

It is your worry stone

Your precious one.”

 

Within the wind

My fate spelt out

Through reflecting back to me

My truth and despair

Held the key. 

 

*By Waterkat

 

 

ODE TO THE CRITIC

 

He is not the truth

But the only truth I know

Always waiting around the corner

To deal me another blow.

He peers at me with such disgust

Knows all the things I’ve done

He loves to grab a hold of me

And will not let me run.

This creature that is part of me

Stole me in broad daylight

When I was young and innocent

And had not gained my sight.

First he was behind me

Nudging me here and there

But it wasn’t long before he’d sit

Beside me in a chair.

Ignoring him was not the way

That was what allowed him to stay

Just waiting till the time was right

To take me into his deep dark night.

This being loves it when I’m wrong

It always helps to make him strong.

Another day, another night

How long can I put up the fight

With a power so much greater than I

That has already caused so many to die.

I’m not dead yet, but locked in his cage

And I know I hold the key

But even if the door stood open

I’d be afraid to leave.

I’m tired of him haunting me

I just want to go to sleep

And wake up in the garden of sunshine

Of my long forgotten dream.

*WK 

 

ODE TO THE CREATOR

Creator come here,,, I dont want you to hide

Stay in my life, Right by my side

 

For all the times I ignored you

And tried to push you down

Just because I feared another persons frown

And all the shit that I let in

Just so someone else could win

 

And for never believing that you were enough

To bring my heart to mend

Now for all of this, Creator

I'll be sorry 'till the end

*WaterKat

 

 


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