Musings and Longings
"The naked body of my dreams ...
Too beautiful to hide away from lover's touch, caress and play ..."
Poetry and Drawings
Dear ones, welcome to my Musings and Longings page!
​
Please come in and explore these poems and drawings as you wish.
Some may resonate with you deeply, some may not.
It is a space to still, feel, contemplate, reignite, inspire, grow.
Whatever it is awakening in you, follow that.
My hope for the musings is to activate the divine love within and illuminate our souls' longings.
May my efforts encourage you to find and share your own voice.
May it be poetic, colorful, true to you.
May it awaken the waves of the creative ocean within you.
May it take you to a deeper realization of yourSelf.
If you feel inspired to share your own, you are welcome to. Please contact me via email.
And if you like to share my poems and drawings, please do so, provided that you credit me with their writing and a link to this webpage.
Where and when did I begin to live? There was desire kept in secret or secret of desire. The idea of Love.
Hoping it will come with tomorrow’s sunrise or maybe rain will pour down colors,
To wash away dull moments of my life …
I did not know.
I was possessed with an idea and not allowing it to flow,
To give myself away to Life, to Love, to Unknown.
Like night gives in to day or the above to the below.
I thought I would be losing everything - such a story of keeping love away …
It followed into my head and body and back to my head again,
Until one day my heart crack opened …
And everything I was afraid to lose, I lost.
Only to gain … the experience of Love through me,
Which became my prayer of self-honesty.
Not many words, no perfect rhyme.
More feelings.
And then silence … in which another Voice has spoken:
HERE and NOW you can begin to live. Desire not in secret and hold it lightly, so you can give.
For love has set her table in the space where no one is kept apart and God is kept within.
I’m falling … carefully…
Although that does not feel right.
“Careful” isn’t resonating with my authentic light.
It’s like a safety cord that keeps me tight …
What am I not allowing to fall from me?
What residues of the past are still sticking to me?
Do I even need to know?
To go back and scrape it off?
Illusion, that is all.
I am falling as I let go.
Dissolving fear as I allow.
Allowing is all I need.
My worthiness is already deemed.
I know You are here,
I see You with my eyes closed.
So much is wanting to unfold.
I cannot put it into words …
A prayer, holier than any holy thoughts,
Ready to fly out of my throat.
I know, it will reach You,
Like water reaches the shore.
Hear me, please!
I won’t be so desperate anymore.
I’m only asking for the rays of Sun
To clear the veils of fog,
To understand this time …
I close my eyes again
To feel You by my side,
And all I hear, “Step out of time! The Sun is not to come from outside.”
She may come as a rock on the ground
Or an echo of the bell’s sound,
Declaring - “I am here, time is never bound”.
She may come in a dream, not remembered,
Or in feeling that makes to surrender.
She may come as waves, warming the blood in your veins,
Or as mirror reflection on the full moon face.
She may come as a soft breeze,
Slightly parting your lips to inhale her Grace.
She may come …