Tag: esoteric poetry

Is the struggle real? #YogaPoetry #poetry

On By Alethea KehasIn Poems, yoga6 Comments

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Beautiful things happen when you enter

the space of infinite becoming

where each aspect of the self unfurls

its petals to the stillness contained within

in soft waves of light

you are birthed

whole to all that you are

and discover essence is not confined

to a body

love drips

like water through the pores of skin

dissolving this sheath that would be armor

do not allow yourself to be held

too long in the coat

beauty is a timeless seed

requiring darkness

to germinate

a hidden code revealed only

when the self lets go of all

that it thought was real

and becomes Life

itself

#Decisions #WritePhoto #SueVincent #poetry

On By Alethea KehasIn Poems9 Comments
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Four directions

mark the way of the living feet

Points on a compass

as old as the cross that divides

and joins them

our marker of death

We remember Jesus

as a son of God

splayed in four directions

for all to see and worship

a martyr to our sins

We place the symbol on our graves

and walk over what is buried

soon forgetting the features of skin

covering bones as if it were the structure

that matters most

Yet the cross also marks the way

inward. Two lines bisected

into four join at the heart center

We look at the agony of pain etched on the face

blood dripping from nailed hands and feet

stopping that movement we call life

forgetting that the center

returns us all home

For Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompt #Decisions. 

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#Threshold #WritePhoto #SueVincent #Poetry #yogapoetry

On By Alethea KehasIn Poems, the labyrinth, Warriors of Light, yoga26 Comments
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You stand upon the threshold of self

when the eyes outside look inward

past the outer and all its beauty and decay

Light plays tricks with shadows until

they are explored through the pathways

of your own labyrinth, discovering you

are not a cave of darkness, hiding

You are light itself. One golden strand

without an end or a beginning weaves you whole

You

may begin outside, but you will always come back

to the center, pulsing the light that is you

through the body that would hold

Close your eyes and forget this shell

See the labyrinth of light inside

breathing into open space

forming tensile strands weaving

expansion into boundless essence

until there is no you held inside darkness

only joy, threading its golden breath

through all life

 

Written for Sue Vincent’s #writephoto challenge, “Threshold.” 

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#Bright Light #SueVincent #WritePhoto #poetry #yogapoetry

On By Alethea KehasIn Poems22 Comments
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Blue

Beyond

Take me through

The well of the throat

So that I might drink full

The waters of life. Replenish light

Bright. Oh, so bright. The brilliance of

A supernova exploding the universe inside

Of me. To know love again, beyond the

Depths of pain. To know the fingers

Of joy’s dance in every cell. This

Is life. Full. Complete in itself

It finds home in the green

Heart where unfettered

Filaments weave

Truth

 

For Sue Vincent’s Weekly #WritePhoto prompt. Please click here to participate. 

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#Rift #WritePhoto #SueVincent #poetry

On By Alethea KehasIn Poems20 Comments
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The rift began long before the stones

held our memories

You might say it began before time

when light divided darkness. Or

did darkness divide light?

There is a rift that runs through the human brain

creating the left v. the right

logical v. illogical, perhaps

yet one cannot exist without the other

The rift is our own illusion

eyes forgetting how to see

 the lines that weave

through life, stronger than our DNA

perfect cohesion defying density

if we could only see beyond

the rift, again

Created for Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompt #rift. 

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England’s Messengers #poetry

On By Alethea KehasIn PoemsLeave a comment

 

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I have been thinking about the bee and bear

one guarding, one circling

a hidden chamber

pointing to the vast womb

open always to receive

Meg’s eye

pulling inward

red, like the rise of the serpent

The blindfolded girl

freeing the eyes to cloak the body

in white. I  have seen you before

pulling the sheet of slumber

and now you ride

 to meet me

upon the hill of death

to  peer inside the fertile land within

#Blade #WritePhoto #SueVincent #poetry

On By Alethea KehasIn Poems13 Comments
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It is said the heart is a forest

green with life it is fed

with the breath

of love

pulsing renewal

in each moment rebirth

is possible, yet we wear the shield

of armor with thoughts of valor

forgetting

the sword that cleaves

is in our hands shining the green

like a mirror into eyes refusing to see

the life that is love

held inside

For Sue Vincent’s weekly #writephoto prompt. If you’d like to participate, please click here.

 

A Fragrant Life #writephoto #liveinjoy #poetry #yogapoetry

On By Alethea KehasIn Poems22 Comments

 

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To think life is a garden to feast upon

is a fallacy of the human mind

We are birthed opening our eyes to wonder

but too often this wonder turns to greed

The want for more pleasure feeds the hungry mind

which triggers the body into belief that it too is ravenous

for more

Dissatisfaction is the inevitable result

as the body and mind encode the belief that more

is never enough. And so we feast

until there is no more to feast upon. Too late

we realize we have stripped bare the beauty

before us. The shadow of misery

dims the light and life withers

for lack of love. A self-inflicted prophecy

of despair. They say misery loves company

but that is not true. Misery does not love

And so we must discover Truth

turning the key inward to Joy

that every-present light within

We must breathe it back to Life

as we discover the self

inside the shadow

is the one true garden

waiting to bloom

For Sue Vincent’s weekly #writephoto prompt. If you’d like to participate, please click here. 

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#Snowfall #writephoto #poetry #yogapoetry

On By Alethea KehasIn Poems15 Comments
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Snow is winter’s dance of illusion

each flake a swirl of separation

uniquely formed into frozen cohesion

twirling with partners before its fall

to Earth. Frozen life

in trillions of shapes

waiting to begin in another form

No two alike

yet all separated

from the same source

like us watching the dance

from our own windows

sitting upon different colored

cushions, yet breathing

the same air as this

mesmerization of life

waltzes around us

 

For Sue Vincent’s weekly #writephoto prompt. To participate, please click here.

 

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#Honour #writephoto #poetry

On By Alethea KehasIn Poems10 Comments
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Even after death, the self is contained

in a sheath of armor

A plastic rose defies decay

above an empty womb

Preservation of the outer

causes sterility of the inner

Yet we stand in reverence

of the the battle. The hero

who offers life

and takes life in valor

who said, “I have won this war”

for you

The sword powerful only

by the hands

now broken

to reveal the heart

 

For Sue Vincent’s weekly write photo prompt. If you would like to participate, please click here. 

#writephoto