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Silent HawkShow poetry

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Contemplation,

 

Love is:

 

“Trusting yourself to another, only to find your freedom in their love.”

 

Hanging tightly by a single thread of belief,

enriched merely by the endless faith of another.

Sobering thoughts of realization, enjoined by the union

of your intrinsic gifts freely bestowed unto to them.

For in the gifting, your higher self relishes in the

total fellowship of you and your mated soul.

 

“Knowing when to lose and losing when you want to win”

 

Daily dying to self, crucifying your singularity,

so that you may dwell in unity, perfecting harmony.

For only within the release of self glorification,

can another’s affections brighten your inner landscape.

Thereby strengthening you once more, enabling

self to shine throughout as you hike through your dominion.

Freeing oneself to give cumulatively, once more able to

forfeit with the dawning of another day, your consummate

affinity.

 

“Like life, will fight until its heart gives out”

 

Genuineness of affection allows one to stand

upon the battlefield of life in another’s stead.

Filling the gap, preventing harm from befalling

the treasured soul, even if the sacrifice is unrequited.

Generosity of emotion, bleaches out the doubts, erasing

fear in time, allowing one to walk away the victor in love.

Quotes from Aisades,

used with her permission.

 


 

 

 

 

Windmills of Thought

 

 

For Felicia,

 

 

An enigma,

............., a mystery.

......................, a paradox,

the human heart.

 

 

Windmills of thought

revolving endlessly,

with the passage of time.

 

 

Within emotions cascading,

an array of chaotic life.

Yet you lay there so easily.

 

 

Inside this puzzle,

you provide a framework,

completing life's picture.

 

 

An enigma,

............., a mystery.

......................., a paradox,

my human heart.

 

 

As published in "Poetic Minds" by Creations From The Heart Publishing

Spring 2008

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Real Family

here at Ap

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Wind Spirit - My Muse, My Confidant

 

My Son

 

Dragon of the West

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Daughter

 

 

 

 

 

Cheygurl91

 

My Sister

 

Abovethenoise

 

My Wisdom Keeper

 

Tender wolf

 

 

 

 

My Ap Family

 

Grandmother - Sandygram

 

 Father - Haiku-bless-you

 

Mother - storiesuntold

 

Ap Daughters

 

ButterflyforChrist - A Sweet Spirit

 

amberdamnit88 - A Wonderful Soul

 

Ap Sisters

 

daviscth - A Fellow Admirer of the Ole West

 

XEvilxxFaerieX  - One Not Afraid to Be Herself

 

Ap Brothers

 

Spiritual Poet - A Fellow Veteran of the U.S.A.F.

 

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       Fires of friendship, warming my spirit     
 

An Equation Of Love

It is only in the equations of love
that any logic or reason can be found

For where the heart, the soul and mind
are at unity, creativity is at it's best.

Thoughts come quicker, with new depth.
Words flow easier, their riches unmatched.

Works of art, move from conception to birth, gaining life.
Standing the test of time, if only for those who inspired them.

Prose moves in poetic currents, unhindered by obstacle.
Lines taking on a life of their own, reflecting emotions.

Creating wonders daily, trying to encapsulate someone's beauty.
Capturing a moment within a mind, yet failing to do justice to it.

A calling, to be better then you were, even at your best.
Applying yourself, with greater energy, a zest for newness.

A voice, piercing to the core, of one's being like a vampire's bite.
Changing you completely, eternally, from the inside out.

Knowing that for the remainder of life, no other struggle will move you so.
No other joy, will taste as sweet to the senses, contained therein.

To find inspiration, to have life breathed into you anew.
Realizing, you are but an infintisimal part of a greater wonder.

Subtling finding peace, as you take your place in the creative process.
Love dawning, upon you, where only before emptiness existed.

Yes, I believe.......No, I Know.........

It is only within the equations of love,
that any logic or reason can be found.

  

 

 

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My Cherokee Prayer

 

"Great Spirit, honor me this day.
As I have greeted the four winds
with the essence of the tobacco,
bathing my own spirit in it’s smoke.

Sit, wait with me, for words to flow.
Listen to my heart, judge my spirit.
Even Mother Nature listens to
your booming voice of creation.

Father, I feel as there is a voice,
one in darkness calling to me.
My spirit is mired in turmoil,
yet I press onward towards it

I fear nothing, for you travel
alongside of and in advance.
My war horse, stands able to
deliver me hastily, to return

me safely, to my people.
Father, I have awaited
You, with fasting. I knew
that you would come,

when I purified my body.
Before you, I sit, humbled
by your presence. Rivers of
waters flow from my heart.

The Medicine Woman, knows
of my pain, my haunting visions.
The elders of my clan as well,
all know my heart.

Great Spirit, Father of all,
is this the time? Will my dreams
be fulfilled or will I be found
wanting by lack of will?

Sit, wait with me, my Father
Listen to my heart, judge my spirit

This I pray"

 

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