Becoming

My Heart skips a beat
Dancing to the rhythm
In your chest
          Between the folds of Life
I lose my Breath
           And catch Yours
Deep within Me
A seed is planted

My Soul
          Is
As it learns to grasp
That which cannot
Be caught
          Yet must be Held
           If Love is to Live
That which must be Held
         Yet must be Free
          If Love is to See
                    The Beauty
                    It Creates
                    Extends Infinitely

My Being softens
At Your eyes
At Your touch
          At You
Miscommunication
Mistakes
Misunderstandings
          Fall away
          Each time I see your Face
Another Flower Blooms
Inside me

Can you not see?
          An exquisite Garden exists because of You


Relationship to All requires patience, forgiveness, and an Honest Self.  It's a Path that asks all Heartists to be more than what we believe we Are...thus being exactly who we are intended to Be - Radiant Beauty.


With all my Love, I remain,

Lesley

Hallelujah Heartist

Come out the Light

The Moon is high
Bright with Light
Shadows rise as if by program...

I walk on
Past burnt fields
Barren
Charred
With remains of all sorts
          The Night can only hide so much
And the stench
          Remains thick in this place

Lovers
Memories
Darkness
          Childhood

The smoke
Chokes
Everything
 
I cough
Trip over my feet
Fall
Try to catch my Breath
          I roll over
The blood comes up
My chest burns
I just might die here
          With all of them

I gasp
Spit
Claw into the dirt
          In panic

Suddenly
As if by Angelic Grace
Or Thought
I remember You
          And feel Alive
          (Inspirar)

The wind blows
          Enters my lungs
Its soft movement
Whispers in my ear
          (wake up, Wake up...Wake Up)

I feel the dirt
          The stones
Against my ribs
          Cold
          Uncomfortable
My face
Crushed against sand
           Wood
           Metal
All unforgiving
All eager to leave scars

I hear a voice in my head
          A lyric or two
          Scrambled to be Present
To remind me
Perhaps
To
Save me...

          Love would never leave us Alone
          ay in the darkness there must come out to Light
Could you be Loved
And be Loved?

Could I be Loved?

How will I ever know
If I lay here
Choosing to die
          Amongst the dead?

The sky is churning
Rain is falling
Transforming the decay
Washing the ground
          Clearing my mind

Bob (Marley) is not my Uncle
But
Tonight...
...He's an unassuming Prophet
Who reminded me
          To come out the Light


For all the Heartists who Walk their Talk through adversity; this is a reminder that it is from Light that we come into darkness, and from darkness we come out the Light.

I remain,

Lesley

Hallelujah Heartist