A Silent Sunrise And Other Poems, Spirit.of.the.Stars. [snow like ashes .txt] 📗

“Poetry is language at its most distilled and most powerful.”

-Rita Dove

A Silent Sunrise

Red shimmers of vitality
Gold bars of hope
Yellow rays of optimism
The inspiring orange light of dawn
As the morning birds call
To awaken thee to golden Zen heights


Black Rose

Little black rose……..
A deep mystery
Hidden and secretive
Does not share its secrets
Lone black rose
Is it sadness?
Or a vast, calming emptiness?


Aqua Rays

The people here are fleeing this world
Only a few days remain
For this world has decayed
Losing it’s peridot, turquoise rays
The star’s light is fading away
As I gaze up at the sky
I feel trapped within it’s aqua rays
This star is dying, no longer shedding it’s light
It used to shine ever so bright,
So long ago…….


Purple Moon

Journeys through time
This path I undertake is mine
Weeping willows of the green sea
Life passages of old and new
This fairy of the woods, blesses with a sachet of delightful fairy dust,
Full of hopes forgotten
The celtic flute plays
Dark dreams to help send you on your way
To pass the portal through time
Angel’s wings wrap ‘round me
My many purple moons
Reminding me of a time and place long since erased


Vision Quest

To look within a sacred fire
Is to delve within your heart’s desires
Illuminations to unfold a path
Of beauty, light and love
Soul-searching of the deepest kind
The clock turns back centuries to unwind
A dismal castle, a roaring fire
Wisdom and understanding take you higher
Mirror of the past, mist of the future
A journey beyond the flame of the unconscious
Becomes a silent allure
Time, the clock turns back
Mystery and secrecy it does not lack
But the road to the Self does not end here
For it is only a beginning to faraway journeys not yet clear


Becoming the Sunrise

Diving into a mystic sunrise
Ethereal flames burn a silent melody
Golden treasure of the sky
Flicker and dance its way through eternity
As sparkles of light are illuminated within
A celestial orb of sublime beauty
I stand within a sphere of fire
Sparks erupt from my fingertips, of red and orange colors that flare wildly
A peaceful radiance engulfs me
As I merge and become one with the dawn of tranquility


Butterfly Of The Night

Soft drumbeat of a butterfly’s wings
A whispered song it sings
Gossamer sparkles of otherworldly light
Flies up into the night
On wings of grace
A touch like that of lace
To enchant thee
Patterns of flight so free
Lullaby-dance of ecstasy
Evoking a sense of pure simplicity
Light as air
Freedom from all cares


Totems

Black midnight cat
White winter wolf
An aura of secrecy to pierce the night
Bitter cold frost to chill the hands
Slinking mysteriously
Tracks left in the snow
A feline guardian
A canine guide
Leads the way through the shadows
Guides one through the wispy chill of a white landscape
To discover secrets
To discover secrets


Elemental Daydreams

Still as stone
Free as wind
Passionate like flame
Fluid like the blue sea
Unique but connected
Beauty in every tree, breeze, star and snowflake
Beauty within
Beauty without


Statue

Lone statue
A sinister energy surrounds
Glaring eyes that pierce into the soul
It somehow seems alive
Locked up in a museum of fright
No light reflects off its ebony black surface
Silent…..
Mysterious…..
Foreboding…….


The Hidden Room

Dark and sinister corridors
The sacred silvery moon shines in the black night sky
While within the walls of this ancient fortress
Silent echoes of forgotten memories still thrive
In the musty void within the shadows
Inside a locked up forgotten room, a terrifying secret lies
With dusty old books and tomes lining the faded and cracked redwood bookshelf in the far off corner
Cobwebs and soot decorate the still gloom
As stagnant air chokes the energy of this dismal room,
The broken clock on the wall
With its peeling paint and cracked surface
Signify a time of waiting
In the still stagnant air where nothing stirs


Elemental Stars

Elemental stars,
I dream of from afar
Inspiration strikes,
A beautiful cosmic-hike
On wings of energy,
Through an enchanted infinity
Through eternity to me,
From rock paintings to lyrical ecstasies
Source of being,
A way of seeing
Well of soul and zest,
To tap into insightful rest
Contemplation,
Revelation.


Fire of Inspiration

Star of the soul,
Soul of the star,
To write with passion is to write with fire
An indigo dream
Opens thy sight
To create my world-vision
Pen moves with fervor,
As I write,
I am free


Seeker

I walk my own path
Alone, yet surrounded by love
Blue blossoms of sacredness
Beat a rhythm inside me
The sound of silence
Calls the soul-self to listen deep within
A silver sun illuminates my road
A gossamer thing of beauty
Cosmic radiance illuminates my dreams
I know not what they mean
A candle that burns like the sun
The darkness cannot touch
Elemental fire, elemental stars,
To awaken the seeker within my being.


Stillness of A Setting Sun
(formerly called “Dusk”)


Daylight’s faded
The song of birds has ended
As the spiritual mass we call the sun
Rises in the East and begins to set in the West
Sending a pink glow across the now darkening sky
The air is still
The tree leaves quiet, no breeze to be felt
As the approaching night enshrouds the day
Wrapping it in its black cloak
Silent like a church temple as fireflies circle about
The day’s light is fading away
As the weary sun closes its eyes and stretches back to slumber
Bringing about a gentle calm
One can feel if one pays attention

Text: (c)2011 Spirit of the Stars
Publication Date: 03-02-2011

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