"HOME"
Inside my heart
like a beating
fleshy molusc
unfurling like
the darkest
Blood Red Rose
there in the
very core
of Me
sits stoic enthroned
an etheric Pearl
hidden
like a Key
On it is written
“Daughter”
“Honesty”
Travel with it
in your memory
as you cross your Seas
In your heart is
your true mind’s key
to guide you
HOME
safely
towards me
(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
ljb-llb-klb-mlb
llb-gvlm
1 Cor 13:13 (NIV)
The etheric body, ether-body, æther body, a name given by neo-Theosophy to a vital body or subtle body propounded in esoteric philosophies as the first or lowest layer in the "human energy field" or aura. It is said to be in immediate contact with the physical body, to sustain it and connect it with "higher" bodies.
"And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is LOVE".
LUX VITAE
Here we are the African Youth
Waiting endlessly to be leaders of tomorrow
As propounded by our predator Overlords
Decades have passed and the wait continues
For many years gone by
We have been Cannon fodder and thugs
Propping up the old order
Drenched continually in broken promises
In schools we were inundated
With exploits of our current Masters
Which imbued us with high dosage of patriotism
But today exclusion and joblessness are our companions
Hear our cry of desperation you cities of Africa
Listen to our wailing of disillusionment you villages across the continent
The youth of Africa have come of age
Now that an African Spring beckons
He wanted everything and he claimed he had it all,
He wanted perfection and he thought he could have it ,
He wanted freedom with endless happiness ,
He mounted courage bigger than mountain everest ,
He granted wishes so he did all with money and fame ,
He thought he lacked nothing,
Though, he served his God
The time came and he fell him love, he actually was lust
She drained him with no penny left,
Life was so unfair he thought,
Demanding he could go back and not search for love but he didn't fall, his heart did,
He went around but no one helped,
How deceiving life is, he figured out
They all ran away, ran from his present,
He propounded a law ,
But it all vanished when she came to give in a penny,
He lost all hopes,he felt wasted
He was completely lost
He was very ashamed of himself and very mad at the same,
He gave up,
He killed himself and his soul ran away
His other half was ashamed too so he buried himself
His name was all talked about and decided to live in history forever
He killed himself and ran away
A new path is what we seek.
The surroundings are taking a peek,
Going through, very meek,
Seeing no bleaks,
Getting piqued,
While hearing creaks,
In the new paths that we seek...
The new path is what is found,
Going through forests bound,
Going through the path inbound,
With soothing and raging water sounds.
Walking confound,
Silence profounded,
Sight astounded,
Passed through burial grounds...
Seeking for another way around,
Noises resound,
Spirits surround,
The paths newfounded,
Our instincts compounded,
Followed by the hounds,
Echoes in ultrasounds,
Passed through mysterious breeding grounds...
Going to stamping grounds,
Trying to get off this ground,
With those burial mounds,
Death moving the wheels around,
Silhouettes running aground,
Trying to leave safe and sound,
Passing through some hunting grounds...
Seeking for common grounds,
The mistaken path redounded,
Regretful screams abound.
Plans propounded,
Though some are fouled,
Throughout the paths that were found...
However, most are lost and wounded,
Most tended to walk out,
Some minds and hearts full of doubts.
Hearing salvation shouts,
From all these new paths walked and found...
Look
looking at time standing still
the raven the largest of all
sets us aside and waits
fluid station and people tussling here
and there looking at smiles
awake
lay your head down
propounded by Vikings
slinging the colder
much older
reminiscing love as a vision
eyes wide open
pupils dilated in a transfixed state
evolution of counterparts alluded
climb the tide in tights to the coldest
caverns of lime and sigh
mites and tites stand to attention
as we see it in appreciation
of temptation
Written by tonuhalan/31/04/06/sun
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