STARBURST

Avatars and sentient czars passing through portals of illuminated doorways saying goodbye to the old ways taking a sigh letting go of disease, past deceased, our old paths have crashed across the river never back to uncover only forward to rediscover unlocked books that once were given away to energy crooks and now I take back my power instilling the gentle lioness with her midnight prowl and her silent inside growl taking flights as birds upheaval swell deep into the realms of hello I am here and once I thought I’d fear and listen to my tears of self pity yet whenever I’m lost I quickly turn on the defrost allowing heat to quicken my beat and shatter defeat
A quiet sad eyed, brown haired girl sat beside the shore questioning more and asking why, deserved to die and fly into eternity. Yet her mother would cry and that’s not her destiny her faults are to learn and then later share how life’s meant to be felt and dealt
With the ace of a trump thump harder inside a crack down the walls it seeps when you cry but that’s ‘cus you’ve gotten to the waterfalls, the beauty so deep, only explorers get to wet their feet you’ve accomplished much by getting deep into the trutch now you gotta really take out the last deeply torn hook from out of your quickening belly tell the story of many how it hurts to feel deeply and it costs too much to spend, sometimes if feels like the spending never ends like an empty wallet can still keep paying all the dividends, spare some change? Can we rearrange? Times are tough and I’ve racked up the interest from waiting too long to try and pay it back no longer can I wait I gotta deal with the situation at the present dictation of spirit, sharing some change and can I listen look and see what spirit is actually flowing through, a quiet place to rest, give in that I’m the best, fully loved and seduce my inner flowing juice. I’ve been thirsty, lookin’ outside for water when I always had the nectar
Star sistars look inside like the first explorer to see your true shining bright divinity dewdrops of nectar patiently waiting to be licked, quench our own thirst and there’ll always be more never need to steal from his well ours is always warm and deep
As she drinks she remembers she’s not thirsty anymore
As she drinks she remembers her stories are infinite spells, desires and dreams
Flowing fast as clear as streams
Warm wishes of finely tuned orchestras singing new bells, charming city soundscapes, waking them out of their lull
Awakening each bandit
No longer do they need to steal
They’re not feeling very dull
As they listen to their love like a lullaby
They can spread their love all over like raspberry jam on a freshly baked scone All over magnetized divined encompassed in passionate’s fine wine no needing drunken barbiturates She’s fine on the unwind of her immortal coil
Lingering longer
Upturned
Just for the sheer release of the spiral
Deeper dreams unfolding
Heightened tales of sunset’s warmth unraveling lion’s tail
Her regal pleasure taking one step at a time
Not in a hurry
She can watch her own time as a rhythm not a clock
Feeling her own passion passing
Shedding as does the cloak
Waning
Waxing
Moons cycles change beats coinciding to the grander beat hiarchy blending into one like all the levels in the fleet paulsing to the charged heat of momma Gaia’s time sheet clicking onto the next Shift.
No more smoke break
It’s time to work
Creating that temple that is darned to really work some day
Not just “Under Construction” signs, rubbish all about, sweeping, rebuilding, fixing the stairs, stairway to the rooftop!
A shining veranda
Views straight out to the seas of open possibilities
Seen from temple’s newly refined sheets of golden satin
Master bedroom: Now in service
Temple’s sacred space
As every room in it is glistening and radiant
Love
A strong silent gift to the world
From the tower all can be seen and all can be heard
Other majestic temples are also glistening
Someone is riding a stallion upon the horizon
A mythological resonance representing a metaphore for my own personal dream
A manifestation of my inner quest and restoration of unique fabrication of my divine reflection An inner sanctuary where I can dive straight into a safe beautiful home that resides within
I have the key of remembrance
A quick warm smile and I’m in
She carries the gift of swan always holding the lover as next of kin
Side by side
The temptress and the lover
The hunter and the pray are playing as they pursue an infinite game of catch and release
It’s ok to want to scream out when it feels like the traps collapsed on your thigh
He wants you
He has you
No need to deny
One sides caught, the other no way to hide
Take a deep breath and uncover your feelings of jealously, worry and strife
There’s no need to bring in the past because it’s all been forgiven
The future is always there
The present moment is too kind and never gives a care
So let go and receive like Yin
,
She Kuan Yins gracefull ease
Surrender like a lotus and dance upon the breeze

Maggie Blue O'Hara 2004



Fly with the Doves

so let the inner sun glow
let the sweat roll down your toes
a feeling of impermanence washes over
this too shall pass, like the moon cycles always changing
receiving reflections from the past

as the golden heart knows
the warrior only grows
from each battle's undertows
deeper darker roots of light
holding the knowledge She sleeps inside
She is ready to share her words of delight
when the warrior knows he too is Divine
So, take off your armour
take a look down the vines
into the center of the crystal
where your own heart wants to untwine
with acceptance of the darkness
knowing all is a lesson of love
Warrior, embrace the dragon
She'll teach you to fly with the doves.

Maggie Blue O'Hara 2006