RAIN
The gift that cleanses and feeds the thirst of plants, animals, and people.

RAIN
infused Love particles
dropped from skies divine clouds.

RAIN
the vibration of song that makes
young and old want to dance.

RAIN
a word that brings a rainbow,
the sign of endless abundance.

Difficult to sleep
Pills I do not like to take.
Guess I'll watch the moon.

I AM RICH,
cause I have millions of cells.
See millions of leaves.
Have millions of breaths.
Claim millions of steps.

I AM RICH,
cause I have millions of lifetimes.
See millions of stars.
Have millions of heartbeats.
Claim millions of opportunities.

I AM RICH,
cause I have millions of creative words
Seen millions of sunrises.
Have millions of dreams.
Claim millions of sisters and brothers.

and RICH... so are you.

All religions are like one river
running into God. It flows from God's sparkling crescents that rises into the sacred place of the heart.

Waves meander
with love energies
circling to hug with light.
They spiral with power
to annoint all
with the gift of life.
They surface moving divinely
with song orchestrated
to guide the divine self.

The flowing water crystals
of Gods word center
in breath,
in moments
with focus as one maneuvers
their human vessel.

There is one God who welcomes
all names and all humanity.

There was an old man
who had a plan
to climb and be near a bird
a top he went
to sing in delight
and in death flew he out of sight

Words pass through the tunnel of mind merging, spinning, expanding,
as thoughts tweak them.
As breath
becomes powerful fuel to launch pen.
Words are glued with punctuation  
and intent to get a vision across.
And as for inspiration...
that is the wedding band
worn between two creative souls.

What makes my heart sing?

A sunset that rises in beauty.
and child’s laughter.

A compliment given by friend,
and mountain scene.

A summer nights breeze,
and an animal lick of unconditional love.

A night sky so glorious,
and dancing feet that move free.

An alignment with gratitude,
and endless list I hold close to heart,
as love pulsations I released.

What makes YOUR hearts sing
oh great writers from HP
who walk with cane of pen?

My Mother is in the matrex- NOT I,
as she looks at me with judgement
when I buy organic and say
our food is poisoned.

My Brother is in matrex, NOT I,
as he looks at me strangely
when I speak of group now here
working to help humanity.

My sister is in the matrex - NOT I,
as she looks at me strangely
when I live out of the box
by not giving away my life to a job.

My cousin is in the matrex - NOT I,
as he looks at me with judgement
when I know our news media
has been compromised with lies
and I choose alternative news.

My X-husband is in matrex - NOT I,
as he looks at me strangely
when I declare that people in government, religion,
movie industry and big business
will be accountable for their crimes
against humanity.  

Half the world is in the matrex -NOT I
as they look at me with judgement
when I sometimes try to share what I know
to those who are not ready to awake.

I am NIOT in the matrex and love being so.
ARE YOU reader, who is hidden
behind my lines ready?

Peek-a-boo time to choose to wake or not?
The red pill waits.

TODAY I shall Imagine I am a tube for money.
I will allow it to flow in your minds eye,
aligning with its energy believing it is here.

So Be it. And So it is.

We are only characters in life's play
BUT when YOU looks at the playbill
they can see that YOU
have a leading role.

Kissing my journey      
with words of gratitude
I dance,
spiraling, turning, celebrating,
life experiences.

At end of day
I kiss
the human vessel
that aids my walk.

I kiss my feet for its movement.
Hands for holding.
Arms for reaching
Fingers for typing.

I kiss my heart that beats.
Eyes that see beauty.
Lungs that caresses breath.
Hair weaving with wind.

I kiss my knees that hold me.
Head that expands.
Hips that sway.
Cells that travel.

I kiss with gratitudes voice
all parts
and The Divine
for the
blessings of each day and the gifts I have.

With speed from dragon wings I glide,
catching a breeze aligning with self.

Spiraling air combusts into atmosphere.
Clouds separate to make way for divine form.

I'm all powerful,
as breath expands heart to move gracefully.
As expanded self celebrates the moment.

A moment where I can shape-shift
into anything my heart desires.

I love rocks.
They to me are gifts
from Mother Earth.  
Samples of her self
that can be brought home
to be treasured.

I love rocks.
They possess
voices
inside the quiet.
Wisdom for the taking.

They are my friends.

Love travels,
in gentle breeze
as birds sing grand melody.
so one sings along.

Love moves,
inside breath
as two lovers kiss
causing temperatures to rise.

Love meanders,
inside tent
as steps dance to wedding song
and others celebrate

Love transmutes,
in moment
as eyes fix on little one
and two people become parents.

Love roams,
in energies of forgiveness
as heart opens for peace
and freedom anchors.

Love journeys,
inside Gods will
as one awakes to their magnificence
and vibrates with self love.

Love travels,
inside invitation.
Get on board.

Forecast cloudy with rain
I carried through me
for too long.
I was trapped
in the mine pattern
of second-guessing.

But then the sun shined
  rays of wisdom,
teaching me the power
of my own thoughts.

My consciousness shifted
sun in heart shined evermore
with wind carrying Birdsong.
And sweet dream melodies
playing strong.

With eyes closed
inside breath,
I travel to a special place.

A land,
where water sparkles,
and boats drift gently.

Where light from sun
catches colorful wavelets,
and little whispers in wind
dance in golden hair.

A place,
that holds light energies
as songs of love
from harp playing leaves
revolve inside a dream.

Where birds gather to be fed
by two sets of loving hands
and river flows gracefully
with waves of ******* pleasures.

A place that two lovers go
where a hug becomes a long embrace
and promises are shared forever.

Where land started with a thought
becoming reality as two fell in love
in the heartlands of a peaceful beat.

Drifting in fluid of life,
I lie in a dream state.
Kick one, kick two dance
to heart ensues.

Liquid nourishment flavored with love flows.
Moments of muffled sounds echo.

Until, outside sun calls
and I must leave human cave
to venture into world.
No more to drink from womb of life.

Dear Cupid,
your bow hit its mark not for another but for me to love myself.
And for that I thank you.

Dear Cupid,
your bow hit me not for a mate
but to love Mother Gia as I do.
And I thank you.

Dear Cupid,
Your bow made its mark
not for a lover but to love life.
And for that I thank you.

Maybe the forth time
will be the charm to find me a mate.
So I shall thank you
in-advance.

Sing sing I do
like birds,
as time expands
spiraling inside mind.

Sing, sing I will
with dreams,
as time disapates
and birds sing.

Sing sing I must
with power,
as heart opens
and birds fly.

You cannot cut me any longer
with your knife of words.
and critical slogans that have no power.

You can not cut into precious form
with lies
attempting to slice into my divineness
with blade dark.

Once when shield was down t
hey penetrated
making tears of an ocean.
Once they disabled me
as I believed the false jargon
you spewed with fire.

Now I have my shield held high
made of every cell of who I am.

Now I walk head up celebrating all of me
able to fight off any negativity  
aimed to bring me down.

Now I am free to live as I’m meant to
empowered, free,  and
a warrior of love
for all including self.


StarBG © 2017

Inside tea cup of breath, I drink.
Inhaling the wisdom
that’s been percolating.

My tea is
Chock full of affirmations:
I love myself and day.
I am precious.
I have abundance.

Chock full of light thoughts.
I feel empowered.
Dreams are at forefront.
I am love, and loved.

Chock full of compassion.
Everyone is deserving.
All are my sisters and brothers.
Love is the answer.

I ingest the vibrations
of invisible hues of light
feeling grateful.

Grateful,
my tea cup is always full
with molecules for freedom.

WHAT
        IS
              BREWING
                                        IN YOUR
                                                 CUP?

If its negative,
change the brand of thought.

If its full of fear, Change the label.

If its full of doubt, change the imprint.

If it doesn't have the flavor of love.
chance it for it’s useless  

To no avail because its spoiled
and will only soil your life.

Drink up twice a day.
Its just what the Goddess ordered.

Its lusts sweet drug
under sheets aching for a warm heart
that feeds the addiction.

Feverous passions
lights up darken night
when breath aligns with another.

Temperatures rise
in moments that cause instincts
to take control.

Its loves sweet drug
that gives moments of serenity
a chance to anchor.

And the drug that I shall be addicted to forever

We are at the healm of our sacred voyage. The captain, who steers human vessel through calm and rough waters.
The one that rides the waves
with dignity, compassion, and love.
Before we hit seas of the universe on trip to die and be reborn.

I leave a piece of self with smile
and gentle dance inside day

I leave a piece as I move gracefully with soul,
carving a creative moment in life.

I leave a piece of self from music of heart,
allowing love to gift inside my aura.

I leave a piece of me in a moment
as I sing with Meraki voice and gentle heart.

When one lives iin the heart they are never LOST for inside the heart lives a never ending pool of love.

Only in the head one can judge that they're lost.

Into the caverns of my heart I move
with breath and intention.
With musical heartbeats
that echo divinely.
What follows is joy
Is peace inside moment
that reveal highways
of possibilities.

Into caverns of heart I stand
expanding consciousness
into the magic of life
The place where secrets live
and songs flourishes.

There I be dancing in song
in dreams that become my art.

I shall wrap you in a bed of my love,
with sweet sweet rose petals
surrounding your form.

I will caress you with every heartbeat
and song that plays gracefully.
You are the king of roses
and I your queen.
You are the jewel sparkling
that I clasp on golden band.

In sleep I shall lie feeling freedom
as we join our souls
in many a dreamscape reality.
A reality where sun shines,
as winds of love spiral
and our essences bond.

And there we shall move
stopping time
in ocean waves from our hearts.
When morning comes,
I will feel wrapped in
the sunlight of our love.

A love that will never die.

I cultivate,
my wounds to transmute them
into a precious flower
tall and divine.

I tend to,
my sprouting experiences
to expand and blossom.

I catch,
the thunderous arrows
thrown at me
to forge them into shinning
steel monument of love.

I gather,
raindrops from eyes and turn it into gratitude pools
.
I cultivate and create
a responsible self strong
for everything I've been through.

I am blessed.

A day in my life unfolds.
Breaking bright sun illuminates,
Causing heart to sing.
Daisies of Summer open gracefully,
energizing visions to make me smile,
finding love inside
Gratitude.
Heart filled steps
Infuse energies that dance within.
Jewel like leaves sparkle.
Kittens cuddle with a purr for ears.
Love tickles all senses,
Making me feel alive.
No mind pattens to block.
Only peace moves inside self.  
Playing to center in moment while  
Quest to find joy is found.
Sunlight tickles,
To the moments
Unanswered questions,
Vanish as wisdom is revealed.
Wholeness is felt within an
X ray telescope of eyes for clarity  
Yearning to reach in oneness as on
Zabuton I sit whispering a song inside love.

Happy Christmas and a Merry New Year!
To those fellow scribes
who move upon snowy white fields
to plant footsteps of jargon that
implant visions into a readers mind.

Happy Christmas and a Merry New Year!
To those fellow scribes
who are moving through obstacles
by etching into lines feelings that will help heal
themselves and others.

Happy Christmas and a Merry New Year!
To those fellow scribes
who answer the call of a writers heart
to post on this site.
Bless you all.

It has been said I have great poems
but truth is the poems have me.

They wrap around my pen
and speak as I listen.

They rain in words inside mind
that I must process.

I am a mid wife
birthing my poems as they come
from my baby heart.

Then they cry out for a readers eyes
and someone to say
I have birthed another poem

Connected to ones powerful soul self
one can be free to offer the gift of compassion.  

Connected,
to the light of the true self
being humble one can experience abundance.

Connected,
to ones inner guidance
one can receive endless wisdom.

Connected,
to the magic of the moment
one can feel loves present inside every breath.

Fear, worrying, doubt are energized thoughts
that use imagination to bring into reality
that which you don’t want.

Its a cold November day.
My shorts are far away.
Winter is coming to play.
In its great white way.

Its a cold November night.
Stars are shinning bright.
I see a bright full moon.
It makes me want to croon.

My heart is enchanted
by its own beating song.
By the orchestration
of musical charm
filled with love.

My heart is enchanted
with the vibration
of cell's cheering on organs
to feel the magical moment.

My heart is enchanted
as I move in footsteps
greeting all
with their hearts
golden melodies.

My heart is enchanted
filled with
energies of gratitude,
as I feel oneness being
my own
bandleader of dreams.