OnyxAuset Poetry (5)

Space the aftermath, being final of what was and what is the infinite. Life born into particles matters stream floating around the universe coiling though the faces of energy.

Future of the elements superimposed riding the planes into the void of darkness which becomes light then there was hush of silence that fall upon the ground.

Solar flares arch across the sky with stars twinkling transmission voyages into dreams going into the mind eyes.

Let yourself relax into this moment. Let yourself be held without anyone needing to hold you up. Let yourself meet the unknown.

It's ok, It is a place we don't have to know with our mind. What if there was angels all around you? Can you just see them? What if there was a love so vast that you could never be a part of?

would it be possible to go anywhere knowing that this love couldn't find you. You are entering from a far within your heart and it embraces you.

I trust that you will be welcomed by a presence that knows you and needs you. Seeing is believing in oneself the matter of the heart, looking past the hurt and the pain. You are perilous a gift of compassion that gives true self desires.

Compassion is something given out of repeat to oneself. True to the heart that dwells within your soul and not your ego. Identify with our soul now look beyond the realm where we have meet the souls in our past spinning around in spirit.

Color and music lyrics heard from a sound of choice of any matter slurs of echo's in the background blowing on the winds of change floating towards me in a frenzy.

Feelings overcome me like pulling me into a blinding sight of light that has entered my body seeing it from the source of the beginning.

Tranquility trickles down slowly and I reach to touch your heart to guide you

Listen to the Mistress of Magic the Mother of all for she is independent, powerful and wise. I am your child who has come forth from your sacred womb. For you have come to me in many names before Isis, Nut, Cerridwen, Diana, Artemis and by many others.

You, who are the lady sister moon, crone one, Goddess of desires, and clarification. May our voices be pure true to our heart for we seek to call you and seek only to be guided by your beauty as your aura has penetrated every star that reflects its beams of light fractals from the moon above in the sky.

We would be a fool to not be mesmerized for she is the goddess coming in all forms, look into her eyes see your true self for she is the life, and the love to always give creation starting out new being born into existence.

Her great divine shines with the suns flares of sparks to our imagination to be equal no darkness or evil in our world as we know it. Our passion is turned to the ages of souls, all spirits creatures and to the universe which is spinning in motion.

We sing in praise to the great Goddess what she stands for you always give us ascension, intuition and compassion.

As the great lady who stands beside the God who helps transform our bodies to walk forwards in our paths never always being the same but no matter these are our promises to you.

I am the web that weaves strands spun with silk smooth to the touch. I am the moon sister howling to the stars above in the sky bright light shining universe the space in between.

I am the day and of the night, for I am the sun and the earth a starving woman and I am a whaling child. I am the sound which can break the silence calling out and hearing the echo of the wind and rain. I am dirt and fire essence is eternal to be only void of all.

I am whole to the concept of having many splinters that have dug so deeply from the wounds of many. I am one who don’t bend to anyone who has shown me any dis respect, I am but yet a human being who’s feelings can be hurt, I am one with a broken heart, I am one who has seen and tasted great fears and joy of love in life.

I am but yet a reality standing in front of you ready to face the challenges in life the journey. I am the coin both different on the sides but smooth the touch.

I am balance of the scales never one side to out weight the other heart against the feather facing the truth of justice holding the sword against me asking me how do you come to me?

With this I answer I have no fear, I show no boundaries, I have no lost or no gain, I am that of a leaf falling from the tree touching the ground in silence, I am the clouds above floating moving and changing shapes.

I am the trust of one self-image, I am in the beauty of the beholder, I am the eyes which look and see beyond, I am the mirror looking back, and for I am Regarding true identity.

By Kara copy righted 2010

Sitting at the edge possibly dangling over by the thinnest wire a mysterious box looks temping to open it. The steam ripples out across her box sitting in caged, the heat of the moment. Flames of desire leap up into the sky her pain reached over every element of the earth.

I let my curiosity mind open the box running and racing thoughts poor over me that beckon at my will. Knowing it was wrong I opened Pandora's Box. Slowly I felt a hush of silence come over me feeling the ultimate of a desire that was trapped inside of me.

Possibilities danced in my mind for what pleasures might be there? Riches unbounded, beauty unsurpassed, joy beyond imagination. But, what if instead the dread that lurks behind the surface of my conscious mind hearing the vibrations echo the terrors of countries waiting in the depths of pure souls turning in the night.

Moments later a fleet of leaves float off a tree landing on the ground the Earth only a chill could it be a hope that would keep me alive? Unbearable curiosity outweighs all caution in my life sometimes never holding back.

Trembling with anticipated delight or it is fear? Anger and pain alone I hurt because that's what loners do if the wire were to break if I were to fall chaos would take control because I am Pandora's box.

Once opened all of everything that was trapped deep within me it would break loose things you have been warned to stay away from would manifest in me. I wouldn't become taboo though I thinking I might be worthy to be looked at and worthy to be loved all would turn to me opening my box.

I am Pandora's box calling to you daring you, asking you to open the box just see what's inside what makes me tick putting away the anger, sadness, hunger, deep unnerving pain, beat through my barrier.

The end wrote by Kara 2008