Friday, March 18, 2005

chase, eyes, central, words, ride,wide,chasm

Yes I see the trodding feet...

the hooves on horses high...

the ascend from sleepy vacant dreamless eyes...
and now

where are they?

they veer from central

towards the blue beyond

they steer over the hills of all our trekless distances...

where we travelled wide but arrived nowhere...

now you ride...

like clouds through chasm... through storm...

you ride

like the night chases the dawn...

you're as inevitable

as the sun....

and as brightly lit

as the candles to set sail under the stars...

your eyes read the compasses

that vanquishes the fears...

and now you know you are here...

from your longitudinal and coordinates

of calm presence...

attending to the now...

as you're sure

of where you are...

you

ride

at gallop giddy gliding glisten giggling go

you

ride

and nothing

will stop you from your inner flow

you

ride

towards distances there...

because you want to...

because you're still can...

because

while

you still
have beating boldness
in your brave breathless bosom...

while you still

at stirrup and supple swiftness

have tenacity and fervour...

while you still can...

you keep at your true spirit's speed...

on steeds of hopes... stallions of faith...

each running roar

to make each moment

be that of truth...

to be truthfully who we are...

and what we are...

to be

ourselves...

where our bliss

gives the world

a racing fire

so ripe bright and brilliant...

that the world is alight once more...

with our light...

our flame...

of unconditional

true blazing love.

our chasing

towards

our epic self...

gives

the world

such love.

Such

wonderful

filling

heart fill.

And
more.

so

much
more.






--- Sharron Newlife wrote:
> chase, eyes, central, words, ride,wide,chasm
>
> Chase...
> I
> chase
> these wide wild dreams with eyes that ride on words
> that describe all my ferocious ideas and schemes
> and this is how it seems:
>
> outside here
> is the chasm filled landscape
> set up like the gladiators field
> and I must trounce
> the obstacles,
> conquer the fear,
> divide the fog,
> before I come near...
>
> come near
>
> come near
>
> central and clear...
>
> realising my success is in all I have faced...
> every confrontation...
> all my demons vanquished...
>
> as I unfurl
> my wings
> I soar within...
>
> inside this clay pot
> fired tried and tested...
> strengthened
> emboldened
> heartened...
> the all of me lives...
> I breathe...
> I grow...
>
> thats my truth...
> and I know...
> you ride these wide wild dreams too...
>
> with me.
>