Heart Breathing

butterfly girl

         Illustration by Cinzia Bardelli

 

Heart flutterings

Of butterfly girl

Old soul eyes

As big as

The moon

A spirit

Dancing tenderly

With the Earth

To music

Born

From silence

An inner laughter

 Of firefly stars

Breathing

In rivers

and

Breathing

Out oceans

She lives

In the

Gift of

 Presence.

© Salem Islas-Madlo 2016

*more art of Cinzia Bardelli can be found at:

https://www.etsy.com/shop/ufficiosognismarriti

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Becoming Rain

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the tears

i shed

yesterday

have become

rain

“In one of my former lives I was a cloud. The cloud had a nice time in the sky, travelling around and looking down. A cloud is sometimes transformed into rain, and when the rain comes, the cloud isn’t scared to death. The cloud knows that the rain is something very exciting too. So, instead of crying, the cloud begins to sing and becomes the rain falling on fields and into the rivers.”

“If we look deeply we see that the nature of a cloud is also the nature of no birth: The cloud does not come from nothing. It has come from the water in the river and ocean. It has come from the heat of the sunshine. You know that the birth of a cloud is a poetic image. The cloud is simply a new manifestation. Before being a cloud, the cloud has been many other things. Our true nature is the nature of no birth and no death. Birth and death are notions that cannot be applied to reality, because there is nothing that can be born from nothing, and there is nothing that can become nothing at all. The meditation practice of looking deeply will bring about insight. It will dissipate our fear and our despair.”

-Thich Nhat Hahn

*art by Omer Agam (digital artist and graphic designer)

Between Us

Written and performed by: Peter Bradley Adams

Lyrics:

Hey stranger or may I call you my own
I know I don’t know you, but there’s somewhere I’ve seen you before
Whatever your name is, whatever you do
There’s nothing between us I’m willing to lose

Just call me if ever our paths may collide
I want you to call me under these darkened sky’s
Whoever you love, whoever you kiss
The wandering between us I’m willing to miss

Now I’m drifting out over deep oceans
And the tide won’t take me back in
And these desperate nights I’ll call you again and again

There’s comfort, comfort in things we believe
Other than danger, wanting the things I can’t see

Wherever you live now, wherever you walk
There’s distance between us I’m willing to cross
Now I’m drifting out over deep oceans
And the tide won’t take me back in
And these desperate nights I’ll call you again and again

Now I’m drifting out over deep oceans
And the tide won’t take me back in
And these desperate nights I’ll call you again and again

Hey stranger or may I call you my own
I know I don’t know you, but there’s somewhere I’ve seen you before.

A Play on Words

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Since I can remember
It’s been a play on words
From my lips to yours or theirs
Language leaving legends
Letters strung together
Bringing life,light,loneliness,love
Madness or magic

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On the minds of men like memory
Riding on trains of time
Ricocheting echoes of voices
Haunting sleepy solitudes
Or gurgling laughter 
Rolling into heroic oceans of humor

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Ghosts of mother’s happy guilt
To father’s fairytale fame
Recalling this play on words
Of doubtful dreams
Drinking and driving
Into our consciousness.  

© 2009 Salem Islas-Madlo