Launched

Deerfields, North Carolina, Autumn 2007

Lake Reflections, Deerfields, NC

Inspired Visions, Tantra by Alex Grey

Launched out of dark lake reflection
crystal cold nite, chilled to the bone
dangling in delicate balance between Earth and Heaven
taking in the Holy sacrament
one slow breath at a time.
Wide-eyed welcome into an unknown realm
a low shamanic hummmmmmmmm
penetrates all charkas simultaneously -
omnipotent song of infinite past, present and future.
Initiation into a rainbow grid,
the face of the goddess
becomes my own,
displayed in interlocking fractal rivers
Tantric rite of passage,
seamless merging
as self dissolves into self.
Confronting all fathomable fears,
acceptance is excruciatingly beautiful.
Nowhere to hide this time,
even with eyes closed
third eye is thrust open
assimilating spirit knowledge.
Linear time on hiatus
Stay just long enough to discover the code,
deciphering it could fill lifetimes.
Answers implanted deep in subconscious slumber,
ripe for discovery in countless serene moments.
Compassionately escorted home,
slow, comfortable re-entry into physical form.
bowed down,
knees sunk into the earth,
whispering elated gratitude
in the ears of all who care to listen.
Alone and dancing in darkness,
lightness of being.
beginner’s mind wanders.

Three Legged Prophecies

Crystal Lake

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Faery Hideaway

Moss covered crevice of green,
faery hideaway.
Digging up serpent bones,
on purpose.
calling up Kundalini sighs,
on purpose.
Simple diaphragm expansion
life energy spills out,
in hula hoop spirals
escapes endless loops.
Smokey prayers, goddess promises
planting the seeds of change,
sowing abundant peace.
Wishing on the whole nite sky
from a steaming bath
cradled in the arms of the forest.
Three legged prophecies
unfold in the pitch,
testing the rugged boundary
of our heart's cognitive map.
Gorogoro,
love blossoms in flowers of green
trimming away excess doubt
revealing majestic purple hues.
Ripples of time dissolve
in crystal lake surface
soft sunlight reflects
glowing love in your eyes.
Surrender in playful abandon
to passion's delight
howling under moon light.
Wild woman tosses her hair,
inviting mysteries of the nite
into ecstatic hearts.
Jazz sounds on the radio
piano keys, purrrrcussion
tapping out timeless rhythms.
Earthy tugging at heart strings
past, present, future
bound together with red ribbons
each knot a careful wish.
Water pours freely from the spring
life, love and nourishment abound;
the dreamy feeling of
coming home to you...