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TWILIGHT’S MESSENGER


Day 7, NaPoWriMo.net

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CELESTIAL PAINTING

TWILIGHT’S MESSENGER

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The whisper is louder

moving from dreamtime

moving from the way

twilight sleeps starts

the call in the waking

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Filling cells and senses

Live streaming through

veins and capillaries

Pumping the heart in a

yet unknown intention

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Of blood red morphing

into colour and light

Full spectrum momentum

ready to pull the arrow head

to its intended mark

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It takes paying attention

in this quiet space between

the worlds of remembrance

and the whisk away of

forget

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Laying the images and story

on to the blank slate of consciousness

Letting this whisper state of being

graduate to that wider awareness

of waking up to that ‘Ah Ha’

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Whatever guidance whispers

within twilight sleep’s call

into your dreaming ears

fills your breath with wisdom

calls your heart to ache with

the want of a new understanding

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It is yours to remember

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…cc jeanne adwani

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Nature Spirits are Seen


Day 5.. NaPoWriMo  New Moon in Aries

A Villanelle.  A french form of poetry that I feel compelled to try.  A first time dive.

The first line I choose to begin this poem is from the Astrological Sabian Symbol for this New Moon.

It spoke to me.  I read it on www.mysticmamma.com.   A worthy site for following the Lunation of the Moon

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Nature Spirits are seen in the Light of Sunset

A finger snap out of the shadows dancing

Soften your eyes to the magic to see what you get

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Quick in our ways of busy we forget

In child like wonder lives this remembrance

Nature Spirits are seen in the Light of Sunset

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All hail to a heart wide open to be Spirit met

On the horizon in the forest light seen

Soften your eyes to the magic to feel what you get

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In the meadows and gardens they set

Among the blooms of flower scent

Nature Spirits are seen in the Light of Sunset

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Oh to be of a child’s mind in no regret

Of  joy and innocence with eyes wide open

Soften Your eyes to the magic to see what You get

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Surrender, receive with innocent eyes re-set

Take in the Sunrise for recalibrated refresh

Soften your eyes to the magic to see what you get

Nature Spirits are seen in the Light of Sunset

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** cc Jeanne adwani

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05/04/2019 · 9:53 am

She, Tree, Bugs, Birds, and Sky


day 4 NaPoWriMo

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PORTAGE LAKE SKY

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She took her voice to the big Maple

Gave it a breathy sonnet

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He took it in on the fresh

breeze running through his leaves

Caressing each branch and twig

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Her story teased up and down the

trunk, rippled each word around the bark

nibbled on by fat bugs hungry for

a little poetry.

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Crows and Sparrows

Chickadees and Woodpeckers

came to feast, filled their bellies

on plump verses and clever rhymes

Taking flight into the big blue

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Flitting and flying

Chirping and singing

Cawing out the sonnet

for the new day to hear

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~~~  cc jeanne adwani

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TREE WISDOM


white pine forest

Day 3… NaPoWriMo.net

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A cry, a call, a want?

There is easy in blocking out

    the smells and sounds of surroundings

In the sensorial complexity of Awareness

Missing the small voice, the delicate whisper,

    the hushed wail of hungry yearning

So quiet that only in silence might

    our senses notice

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And maybe there is no sound to the human

    ear, but a aching wisp of breeze that surrenders

    the cry, the call, the want to a tender caress

    only recognized for our own need to be heard,

To be touched

To be noticed

Because the voice of you fails in your lack of trust

Your forgotten sovereignty,

Your forgotten wholeness.

You forgot yourself connected

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And Yet there you are

Standing serene and tall, budding out

     in Spring’s early show, willing in the repeat

The roots of you reaching, reaching

     in the quiet cool underground of life force

Seeking in the cool dark earth for others

     in the weave of this capillary life of remembrance

      in this rooted stability of ancient knowing

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I witness you

I see you, 

I feel the tender roots of you

Your budding excites me

Your Courage is mine

Your call, your cry, your want

is of us all

I hear you

I am You

I am that.

 

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THRESHOLD, answering the Big question


PATH TO GALAXY

 

Each step is a new threshold

An invitation, an opportunity

A celebration, a mystic moment

Each step,

Foot in front of foot

Thought followed by another

A sound that welcomes

    the next sound

A feeling that moves to the

    next feeling.

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There is a space of in-between

sensorial moments

Where you receive

    information.

Where you receive the

Great questions

Where Alchemy mixes

   the improbably with

   the impossible

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Not audible, not tactile

Not seen, unnoticed

Right there waiting

A nano second

A revelation,

An  awakening

    of absolute knowing

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Beyond all your alert senses

Beyond your greatest understanding

Beyond what you have been told

Beyond what you thought true.

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The heart races wildly

The skin tingles and shivers

Vision moves within to the unseen

Energy smells like lightening

Swells to engage the Infinite

And you cross

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You have stepped over

    the threshold wide Awake

Wisdom of All times fills you

and You know …

Light and Darkness

Love and Fear

     share each other

Need each other to

thrive

One can not be

      without the other.

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Every moment

Every moment

Every moment

You stand at a threshold

How will You hold the Paradox?

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~copyright  jeanne adwani

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IT IS IN THE BONES OF YOU


baby galaxy

It is ALL in the bones of you

The lineage of ancient times

In the Infinite timelessness

Waiting for the entire frame of you

Wrapped in sinew and cartilage

Muscle and skin,

In all that DNA longing

For witnessing and your

Remembrance.

Yearning for you to awaken

To where you came from

In the nebula bursts,

In the wormholes of the deep dark

Amidst  planets being born

Next to those dying

In the infinite spirals

Of the Galactic vastness

That laid a single seed in you

That holds you in the Light of forever

You, a traveler finding your

Many selves in the One Self

Finding yourself In the One Heart

And

It matters Not that you believe this

Believe nothing,  Believe everything.

Beliefs will separate you from others

It IS

All settled in those Bones of you

All that right there waiting.

Waiting for you to Listen

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IN THE STILLNESS SHE IS MOST LOUD


 

In the stillness she is most loud

Singing and dancing in the quietude

Pleased with how it is her best kept secret

Where she keeps all of her whimsy and need

All of her rage and discontent

All of her wisdom and magic

It’s where she gives voice to herself

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She doesn’t bother with those that

Out-loud above everyone else

Those that drown her out

in their righteous verbosity,

wall-flowering her against invisible walls

and into shadow corners

Those big selves all puffed up,

swilling words of lazy drivel

as if they are the elixir

of life.

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In the stillness the best of her resides

in the vast landscape built on dreams and

and possibilities of how imagining everything

can have a place in her everywhere

in the ease of her inner eye

and her vocal heart

always feeling in on the look out

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In the stillness she is most loud

avoiding the surrounding ease of chaos

in the overwhelm and consume of the

bantering and battling with

Ego fervor and fuck you’s

that breed more hallowed emptiness

in the presence of so much abundance.

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She doesn’t bother with the noise anymore

Settled into the oasis of her inner

knowing, calm in the waiting

for her time when stillness and peace

Unity and love, a good earth and water

is what the starving masses hunger for

and the revolution of the heart in it’s

deep wisdom is the loud voice calling

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This is copyright.  please share appropriately.  thank you

 

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