Ylang Ylang
Conspicuously transcribed
on the edge of your birthmark,
much like in the lines on my palm,
lives our tale.
Burning Sky breezes
engulf warm monsoon rains.
Sacred mountains growing so steep
they carried us closer.
Thunder dreaming nights I woke
to the feeling of you again.
Against all odds -
an Ocean
where it meets the Desert's end.
Our Sea of love
has washed up upon innumerable
islands of consciousness,
giving birth
to a million different incarnations.
Meet me there - our place - on the illuminated
plateaus
where Creation and Humanity meet.
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Also in Poetry
Yellow Corn Pollen
Our deseos will always
be with you,
praying for you
con cada respiro....
trusting that it worked when we
put our prayers in fire ashes,
and the ashes in your umligo.
Aya Huasca
Always remeber, MiHija
to not only feed,
but to truly nourish,
your Benevolent Ancestors
with the impeccable fulfillment
of your Soul's purpose.
Molle
The apology and promises of reconciliation just weren´t enough
neither the peppermint mocha or assortment of numbing agents,
they couldn´t erase
or cover up
how broken she was.
Pieces forgotten and long lost
among st the rubble and emotional wreckage
of the generations
