slotted perception

Dreams interweaving
Slotted perception
Birds sing tweeting in between the lines

Holographic experience
Truths spread in coffee ground
Scattered throughout broken glass shards
Lined books on a giveaway shelf

Matching tunes
Lyrics from beyond
Harmonizing with mocking birds
Help offered in words unspoken

Intuition won't always translate to thoughted form
It lives in your heart
The way your skin prickles
Feeling the soles of your feet
Lines in lettuce leaves
And a sudden shift
In the pace of your step

Magic abounding
Sunlight streaming

What you are already lives inside you
What you need has already shown true
You were never lost
Just finishing writing
Old stories
Needing punctuation
Mucus needing a new home

Dedication for healing
When the chance appears
Hearing when the loudest words burn ears
Listen
To the loves that speaks subtle yet bold
Not the love that captures your heart

Sing for yourself
Praises for creation
Praises for the concoction of what is
Praises for this day being the best day
For who we are right now
What shines clear?

Don't hide who you are
Don't run from the darkness
What remains can't be stole
You will always be guided
You will always come back to you

To know beauty in all things
Is enough to change your world
Your mind is only part of experience
What you hear is only part of the story
What you want is beside the point
What you conjure is always sacred

When you arrive
You'll know you were there all along
You need not worry
Where you are going
You need not worry that you won't do it right
You need not worry

Love is abounding
Truth is seering
Justice is not an equation

You need not seek to be gotten by others
Your existence is longstanding
Deeply grounded
Wholly penetrating
Founded beyond this earth
Saturated in contentment
Painted with bliss

Cold water sifts the sand from your hair
Dirt on your feet
Mischief in your legs and toes
Vibrating core
Balance in body
Trust in shoulders
Holding hands
Biting skin
Rolling on instinct
Chills for the spirits
Sex in the morning
Sex as a sacred offering

Trees witness change
As the nesting of birds
A trading of waters
The burn of wildfire
Creation of a home
Wonder of a child
Shifts in the skies

To be bare
Striped down
Shaken up
Infested
Climbed
Penetrated
Soaked
and Sawed

Steeped in soil
Webbed foundation
Soaring high
And mighty

Wavering is part of life
Change inside constancy
Consistency inside change
Words inside wonder
Wonder inside everything

Words are only part of the story

--July 14 2015
   jitana