Circles Of Meaning, Labyrinths of Fear – A Review

‘The twenty two relationships of a spiritual life and culture – and why they need protection’

Yet another from Moon Books’gems!

This wasn’t an easy book to put down, yet it was necessary to do that from time to time in order to get the full message of it!

We all know that there are certain ways of different cultures and religions, including sacred rights, days of celebration, and fewer know that even some day to day routines are also rooted in the sacred.

This concise eye-opener could not have come at a better time, for our generation is possibly among the most fearful the universe will ever experience!

The pages and messages and lessons are honestly comforting for a time when the silence is scarce and the noise is utterly scary.

‘The Good Life’ as Mr. Brendan Myers describes it, becomes less of an abstract, almost unreachable idea and simplifies it in ways that once read cannot be forgotten.

Learning the relationships between yourself and the landscape, the neighborhood, animals, doctors… to name a few; is the lightest, most pleasant melody of an alarm that wakes you to discover that you have just begun experiencing life at its true pace and meaning for the very first time.

A must read for the truth seeking soul.

Circles of Meaning, Labyrinths of Fear – For those of you more curious here’s the link that will help get hold of this one.

Love and Light!

Canis Lupus

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Blue oR Black Days

And the green light is illuminated next to the picture of your face
and I hate my own for yearning to touch it
Can I help it though?
Oh no!
How I search for the deeper meaning of life
beyond the sight of your eyes
the whim of the unfamiliar scent of you
I cannot smile just yet
I cannot
yet I do
With images as bright as the Canis Majoris
With the wishfulness of Canis Lupus soul
No backbone
Just dreams and wishbone
This composition of sounds through letters
This musical of broken word strings
Your wings
So keep them
Your Majesty
‘There’s green light in my eyes, and my lover on my mind…
And I’ll sing from the piano, tear my yellow dress and
cry
and cry
and cry
OVER THE LOVE OF YOU!!’
The florence passion of an untaimed wolf soul
spills out
screams back
There is green light in my eyes and I time it
minute through passing of silent minute
Do you think I do not see or notice your silence
so deadly
hollow
sharp
Yet I CAN
live without the addiction of the life you give me
the taste for thing I never had
It is yours won’t you take it?
So come on my morning
come!
Be the green light in my eyes
Be the lover on my mind
tear my yellow dress
Show me
That you will let me get around it
There’s green light in my eyes…

Push Me Out To Sea

Wish I had a voice
Wish I could sing these thoughts to you
Maybe then the netted fingertips of poetry could captivate
This little bird I refuse to cage up
Wish there was a choice
Wish I didn’t need to wish to feel
To know how to let words crawl past the outskirts of my lips

Wish I knew what you are thinking
Wish I knew I feature in some of that
Does my face flash in your dreams for a second at least?

Sometimes I want to
Run, run, run
Away from you
Or is it from myself?
Would you hand me a
Cocked gun until we are stunned, calmed…done?

Wish I had a voice
Wish I could whisper
Wish I could touch
Wish
I wish
To not need to ever wish again

Look at the surface of my palm before you
Carefully lift the metal
Don’t touch me for your sake
My eyes will pretend not to scream out for you to just
Connect your warmth with mine

Imagery (to an old friend I thought I had completely forgotten)

There are days when I look around and see nothing
Nothing but the lonely gaps between our plain white blinds
The dust on the office drawers 
The empty seat right next to me

Sometimes I drift away and wonder about you
I wonder what you’re thinking
What face are you wearing today?
Is it mine?
The one that melts away my towers and bars

Do you smile as you indulge in a stolen cup of coffee
In the midst of the race to finish off what you started
Do you remember me?
Standing behind you
Bathing you in me with my breath and whisper

Do you remember us
Exchanging theories on whispers 
The cuddles of the dark?

It takes only a moment

One thought preceding hundreds
That of your automatic smile
When sleepy lips contact your cheek
Erases wonders, doubt, the delayed sulk

It reminds me of the scent
The beauty of the moment
When I first heard the song you sang to me
the chords that brought me back to life, safety
back to sanity

The only way to love anything
Is to realize that it may be lost