Monday, November 28, 2011

fire of truth

we stand in the fire of truth, burning
skin peeling
like pleasure and pain
tears fall like rain
to soak truth 
that was always waiting
ever so patiently
i laugh at my fear
as you lick my tear
that falls from my cheek
and awareness silently speaks
of love
tanya gwizdalla 28/11/11

Sunday, November 27, 2011

awareness waits

when the rose gets pricked
by the thorn of truth
she cannot be tricked 
by her minds illusion 
her old petals fall
emerging bud bursts
with gods call
as her heart thirsts
she opens to flower
embodies her power
all whilst awareness
seeps into her softness
with transparent clarity 
in her texture
desire in the depth
of her colour
exquisite sweetness
in her aroma
purity 
in her presence
she is LOVE