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Charades of Love…

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Watching the sun rays

Shying away

As the dark clouds take over the sky

Time telling me things can never be the same

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Those gone moments

Those sobs of pain

The feelings of being let down

Just when material takes over

Love seizes to exist

Once gone its gone forever

What remains are charades of faded memories that beg to be released forever

For the pain of its beauty is excruciating as those hopeful moments will never return…

Can you Hear the Music?

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Listen.

Can you Hear the Music?

Can you feel the Music?

There is a wave of warmth,
Approaching as we wait,
I know it is taking time to manifest,
But can you hear the cold melting?
Can you feel the breeze of love?
Can you touch the colors of freedom?

Dancing of the soul

Dance with the Colors

Listen.
The music is getting closer,
It is a symphony of life,
Wake up from your misery,
The music is loud and clear.

Listen to the Music

Listen to the Music

Dance, dance, to the rhythm of this trance,
Get in touch with your soul,
Smell the fields of roses,
Watch the butterflies,
Hear the spring,
Bathe in the river,
Touch the sun,
Fly with the eagle.

Dance in the colors

Dance in the Colors

Listen.
Can you hear the music of freedom,
As it lights up your soul?
Run, run with the wind,
Dance, dance with the fire,

Dance by the Fire

Dance by the Fire

Flow, flow with the rhythm,
Just close your eyes,
And be.

Can you hear the Music?

Out of Breath

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A chat between illusion and reality, an eruption of feelings…

This forest is so dense,
It is too dark, misty and cold,
I can hear the ice cracking its jokes,
I can feel my breath breaking,
I am alone.

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Dark Forest

I am running and,
I cannot catch my breath,
This place is too immense,
It is too damp and the ground too steep,
I am trying not to fall,
I am holding tight to stay alive,
I do not belong in this dimension,
I just stopped breathing and I fell in this unfamiliar place,
Above me is a place too dark and below me is a swamp.

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Swamp

When will the sun come out?
My lovely sun, that keeps me warm, and envelopes me with love and protection,

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As I face this place that has tried to steal my soul and locked me in this dark cold forest,
I wish for the light, and in my mind I am running towards it,
Searching for a glimpse, looking for a sign, nothing can be seen.

I hate this noisy silence,
I hate this fake smile,
I hate this strange pat on the back,
I hate this look of deception,
I hate this pretense,
I hate this indifference.

Why? Why am I out of breath?

I was once a dancing Gypsy living under the sun,

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I was a child of the light, blowing golden dust and breathing into the endless fields of lavender,

Lavender Field

Lavender Fields

Why am I in this dark place? Who has cast a spell?

I will not stop running,
I will not give up,
I will keep on searching for the light,
I will not stop dreaming of my sun,
I will not stop breathing,
I will not stop dancing,

Photo credit: Dorina Costras

Photo credit: Dorina Costras

I might be out of breath now,
But I am not out of soul.
I will come out of this dark miserable place and,
I will forgive you for throwing me there,

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I will breathe, I will breathe again and,
Even if you hurt me,
I will blow you some golden dust, to fill your icy heart with love, and color your life with light,

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I am a Gypsy with an eternal soul,
I sometimes stop breathing,
I live different lives,
I taste different flavors,
I fall, I die, I stop breathing,
But my willpower is my fight,
For my life is a beaming light,
And I always emerge…
I dance for love, I breathe for adventure,
I am peace, and I bring peace wherever I land,

Love and Light

Love and Light

I breathe, I breathe, I breathe light.

Feathers

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You make me think,
You make me dream,
You make me realize,
We all can fly.

Feathers

Fly

As I walk through the maze of life,
I look for signs,
I look for fallen feathers on the ground,
With each lovely feather, I see a dream, an emotion, driven by freedom,
I learn of the messages this universe wants to convey, for you were once roaming above, touching freedom, coloring the sky, holding the wind and releasing beautiful energy,

Beautiful Feather

Beautiful Feather

You were once part of a cherished soul that decided to let you go, so down you swirled and touched the ground, you drifted in the pond, you fell in the lake, you swam in the ocean, wherever you have bounced,
I thank you for the wisdom, I thank you for the signs, I thank you for your beauty,

Now I know.

This post is dedicated to my beautiful grandmother who crossed over early this month. I miss you grandma. Until we meet again.

Life and beyond

Life and Beyond