Kailashana2
May 25, 2011

creature, as we are

i belong to a race of people
yet to be discovered
unseen by the multitudes
i travel the inner highway
to the sanctuary of your soul
seldom reach my destination,
there's no where that's not here,
and here is a perspective that is always present

i long to touch you, open the secret that is you
to the rain that falls far from the wasteland
of your inner flame
your heart in the sky,
afire
with the leaves of Paradise.

your spirit encased in a seed yet to open,
wings already unfurling,
ancient in your art,

our mission is to love you.

About This Poem

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Ohio, USA

Favorite Poets: Bokonon: “Let your life be the poem you write”.

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Comments

Eduardo Cruz

And I you

We are creature of the same heart. What gets in the way is the domestication of the world.
Very beautiful write. I hear it's message so clearly, because I come from the same place

Eddie

K

I have long known that we are here to experience unconditional love, once we get through our blocks, the energy is released and we see each other as reflections of the same love.

The Way is clear.

;-)

~A

Eduardo Cruz

I'm not, he killed himself with double talk. Lao tzu proved it then disappeared. Is that interesting.
Another plot to control the minds

You know I am taoist and also believe in the Toltic Indian method of earth and universe.
I like your mind and how it works

Eddie

K

Isn't it an amazing and interesting thing that the *world out there* conforms to the *world inside* our beliefs 100% of the time?

~A

Eduardo Cruz

Have you ever read "The four agreements" by Don Miguel Ruiz
If not please do.

Eddie

K

Of course I have. How could I not? I don't know who has my copy. And you must,
be familiar with Don Juan/Carlos Castaneda series? And these from a more obscure writer Stuart Wilde? (I haven't read his newer books.)

https://my.dom.com/externalPortalWebApp/mydom/CssRedirect/CssRedirectCo…

I can't remember the book's name or author, it was a love story set in the ancient city. I identified with her, as if the story was mine. A link to info.

http://www.amazon.com/Where-Humans-Become-Divine-Teotihuacan/product-re…

~A

Eduardo Cruz

Now I'm in love, I love well read people,
One more, have you read the poems of Jose de Diego
A master political poet. His imagery of oppression are so vivid

Eddie

K

I have thousands of dollars invested in all kinds of books, most of them in various spiritual disciplines, poetry is of late, before my sudden fall into being a poor poet. ;-) When the kids were small and I read in the early morning hours before the start of day. In the days when I was a seeker, now I'm a finder and find joy in communicating with folks from all walks of life on the net, and in person, through poetry and through science, mysticism, spirituality, even atheism.

Have you read this http://new.neopoet.com/node/4256

I recently returned a thick book to the library. All Hispanic poets seemed to be included.
I'm not sure about him in particular but you have my interest tweaked, Eddie. I'll have to order from the library. Have you heard of Luis Rodriguez?

One of my favourite poems of his:*My Name Is Not Rodriquez*. http://voices.e-poets.net/RodriguezL/index.shtml
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=haC--KazoNI

Enjoy!

~A

K

I bow to those who have real challenges in their lives and keep trying to *live their best life*.

Others are fortunate with few *real* challenges but seem to make enemies of everyone who doesn't offer succor to the whims of their imaginations of what evil is...anyone who tells a truth that does not want to be heard even if it might help in the long run. Sometimes only a real friend will tell you you have toilet paper hanging from your pants.

The *human race* indeed. Ever wonder where we'll be a thousand years from now, if we'll be?

~A

~A