Closure

I got a glimpse today
I felt the heat rising within
I softened, melted multiple times

As the day went on, a little hurt here
A slight clench there

A gift not met
That small contraction closes my veil

Getting lonely, feeling lost
Stormy weather, pulling me in

I am loved, yet I feel alone
My yearnings insatiable,
Who could possibly meet them

More fullness, fire, radiant heat
When the flame goes out, I feel dead

I want to be pressed open, the penetration of his art
Can I keep giving, when I want, want, want?

I too must generate spontaneous art
Devotional offering, yearning awakens my flame
And allows me to live more fully from my heart

Keep Opening

The house is quiet, little stirring in the air.
My heart still expanded, but do I dare, share my flair?

Folding back into the life stream
Our weekend like a dream

Alchemy - a gift witches create
Turning the ordinary into an altered state

Love, open, "gift" - no matter what
No more falling in a rut

Who needs a little spice of my brew
How could I gift it so they feel anew

Feeling, sensing - what do they need
I will stay open, dropping my seeds

Fertilizing each encounter with a fun spice
Be creative, the next new flavor might be right.

Opening to God is what is what it's about
Tribal, snaking, underworld, latin fire - there are so many routes!