Earthly voids & Spiritual quest, Relationship

Dark Matter

Friend, hide into that dark-
cherry winter conversation.

How does the vine to vine manifest
the continual of dying and coming back?

Seek his question fiercely.
Sense a sorrowful approach,
imperfect blue.
Linguistics the shadow of rusted truths.

For he is a newfound mystery.
You share in this elusive gathering;
beyond form, touch, and time.

Without the weight of mercury,
the icy smack of Neptune,
the toiling of Jupiter, or
Mars, the insufferable.

He is dark matter.
An exotic empty space.

 

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Earthly voids & Spiritual quest, Mental Health

Nacara

A ghost gaffs in my pearly bones,
to plant a splitting cellular rumor,
You piece of junk.
Burnt out as a string of lights.

At the ledge of my heart,
I sought magnificence of green aventurine, glowing room.
Where a child walked through,
a forest to a beach of silver sands
and sunstone shells.

As that child, I sat gathering seashells.
Preparing to build a bridge to mother’s lunar craters; to be engulfed, in a child’s mind a solacing embrace.
But the dawn always broke with the numbing morning antagonizing,
You’re too late.

Nowadays, I’m aware of her nature,
as cold and distant. Only a mirror, to the warmth I desired, in my blacken nights.

But I know the spuns of iridescents are still within. And I can burrow in the empty chambers of the furled spiral.
Even if I tip on my side and sink into the depths of a cave in the ocean; my love will never runout, dear.
For some, like me, must contract the fragmented consciousness, to revive back into the ever spinning expansion.

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Imprints

“First that things cannot touch the mind: they are external and inert; anxieties can only come from internal judgement. Second, that all these things you see will change almost as you look at them, and then will be no more. Constantly bring to mind all that you yourself have already seen changed. The universe is change: life is judgement.”                                 ~ Marcus Aurelius

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A Cup of Stars

I found the stars in puddles today…and poured them in my cup.

A cup of stars…

Washed down and warmed my belly.

It took the brown out of my skin

And turned it porcelain.

I thought I could glow like this forever,

But the incredible light burst forth from me

And dazzled into a trillion colors.

And this was what was left of me

Hues swirling through eternity,

To fill up countless irises

Of wishers and kissers of the night.

To shine upon velvety skin,

Of girls that I could have never been.

And when they bathe naked

They absorb my energy,

To color their cheeks rose

And their navels, for the tongue of a boy…That will love them.

Poem and Photos by: Naomi Ruth  Saharski W.

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