Last night I had
A stranger's dream
Just like the night before
We moved from islands
Through to lovers
I rested on your shore
All the times
We floated freely
Sore each other
Mid-ocean
Till tides refrain
Storms between
Each hurricane
A woman's name
When really
We are peace
It's the pressure
From all around us
That suspends us
Mid air with pieces
Of our lives
Passing before eyes
One day we meet
In the centre
Marvel at the power
Of nature
Our place in it
Together
Flying high over
Open plane of
Possibility
Leading out toward
Inner sea
Subjectivity
Course altered upon
Your signal
Probability
Moving with you
Peak to plateau
Proclivity
Free ourselves
With ease and will
Unity
Poem taken from imagery in
The Mindful Therapist, by Daniel J. Siegel, Norton, 2010, p.13.
I'd look upon you
Every day
Steal glimpses for
When we're away
A blanket holds
Close to curves
Morning array
Colours displayed
Sleeping woman
Found all over
Whole country
Loving her
Turning away
Amounts to nothing
She commands all
My attention
Gracing this scene
Weak at knees
Only few times
Lost in her skies
Enamored by trails
Of thoughts
Leading me onward
She is mountain
I beg you to suggest
Anything more true
More real or noble
Authentic and honest
Enduring
Unrelenting
Inspiring stamina
Indeed the threads
Spun by the Fates
Than for me to make
Chase after you
As if humble seaside daisy
Clambered for sunlight
In pine forest
Until transplanted
Among seaside grasses
Withered in blinding sun
Unaccustomed to
Room to grow
I gaze upon you longingly
A picture or memory passing
Clasped under glass dome
Of my mind
When did I fall prey
To such weakness?
Surely absence is not
The only cure?
How could I grow accustomed
Such beauty before me
When suddenly takes flight
Without saying goodbye?
Such love is immortal
Each passing season
Revived new colours
Never fade in time
A love silenced is something like death
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As if you start each day by reminding your heart to keep beating
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Elusive as a dream
That fades softly
As I shake off sleep
Pouring out the memory
Of your touch
From mind's eye
Residue of waking desire
Lips tremble
Body shakes
Fall backwards
Into arms
Trust games
Waited so long
Floating freely
Downstream
Try to catch you
In real life
Only to fall
Cold revives
Canopy protecting me
From passing rain
Haven among new swallows
Fairy wren nests
Happily proclaiming
Bursts of seed and flower
On show
Holding me upright trunk
As I breathe in
Most needed mood boosting
Spores emanating
From flourishing ground
Returns my demeanor
To more tender renown
A quick fix respite
From world spinning
Under feet
Grounding under mine
Until next time
Count the stars of heaven 