I lay in awe as an angel lays beside me
and I can't help to wonder if this is it,
if this is the heaven-sent, God-sent miracle I've heard one has to experience to believe, to believe in God, to believe in heaven, to have hope, to believe in blessings. I wonder if she - this angel - is what one needs to believe in divinity, for It's impossible to meet an angel like her and not be tempted, and practically forced to, and be left with no choice but to believe in the celestial. It's impossible not to believe in God himself after you've been able to lay beside such holiness, after you've been able to watch an angel sleep in all Its sacredness, speak in all Its sacredness, revive you with all Its sacredness.
You're left with no choice but to believe that those days you believed to be your last days of life, those shaded days in which you prayed to a God you never before saw, the almighty invisible being you believed was deaf to your plea, wasn't really all that deaf.
It's impossible not to believe that God himself - the God you now only believe in because of the angel who leaves you no choice but to believe - sent you and angel, that he has heard you.
I lay in awe, blessed I lay, as an angel lays beside me, for how can someone with those hypnotizing eyes that devour you every time not be an angel, how can someone with that majestic, goosebump-causing skin not be an angel, how can someone with that gracious walk not be an angel, how can someone with that spirit-grabbing yet spirit-giving touch not possibly be an angel?
I lay in awe as an angel lays beside me
I believe, as an angel lays beside me
I now live, because this angel lays beside me

                                                               ­                     - F.V.

I get high off watching the sun rise, it reminds me that I'm still alive, waiting at dawn to stake my claim in today. I am the mainstay of constancy, of evolution, the leopard lurking in darkness, pawing stealthily past moonlight. My strength magnified in magnolias, my ability to break open in silence, my willing fragility exempts me from the need to fall to pieces. I cuddle up to the command of now, wrapping it around my will like I wrap my tongue around the notes of its song, like silks looping around my present, to my world, my fullest attentions, my richest intention, my ultimate salvation. My lineage sings survival of the fittest. Our rigorous love of self, of others, is the ticket, the tributaries to the endless river within us, bridged by the calls of cardinals, flitting from pine to sky, rescinding all the litter of Earth's surface to drift off into varying existences.. I am awake.

"Outside the city where the pomegranates grow..."
In solitude, my soul bloomed alone,
A spiritual journey I pondered on,
For the world, I saw a giant pond,
I prayed for blessings, with a magic wand,
Deliverance from our virtual Armageddon,
From then on, I was not alone,
Collective blessings bloomed at home,
Outside the city where the pomegranates grow,
In solitude, my soul bloomed alone.........

A little  baby  k
born here
This Place this Day

thru ovens door
thru pain
And more
Came k
A little baby
k

Made  black and white
A sheer delight
A baby baby baby,
A little baby k
With Red
Her Zest
No need
For test
Meet k
The Growing baby k

A friend of true
Now born a kuh  
Is k
the little baby k

Like amma G
Now K you See
A HOLY life
That knows no strife
That's K.  
the  little baby
K.

Her mother cooked
For Truthful Book
Left k.
The little baby k.

With fathers Shield
No need to Yield
Prays K
THE LITTLE kuhe K

A Life now Marked
By Smiles Spark
Is K
The Fearless
Goddess K.
A Sacred Cow
Of worship
NOW
IS K
THE HOLY
LIFE FORM
K.

I miss you

Each day a new sliver of the moon
Sends messages how to live without you..
Circle without Friendship,
Gilgal

I came blessing
Happy for a connection with Life
Unexpected  Mystery...
I fell in Love
For the very first time

Radiance of Possibility
I Love you Still

Not once have you asked anything of me
And for that
Is All, Freely Given
My Best.. The Myrh  and Frankencese of my Life

A Kiss
The meaning of the universe
Smile
Friendship with a voice never known before

I SEE You in this Still
Love of Ever Welcome

We don't take the time to appreciate what we have until it's gone. Count your blessings. Take nothing for granted.

You said I should count my blessings
That my life was good enough
I have my health
But I want more
There is nothing to live for
If you only live to breathe

It’s not right that others must cry
That life is so hard
For them
And their children
Who could put the misery inside them
If not the one who could conceive

I watched her wish upon a prayer
I became ashamed
I was so angry
Yet she calmed me
I was finally able to see
She knew which words to believe