23 April 2009

Enigma

He was to me an enigma,
Fascination from afar,
A stranger no doubt, yet a face so dear,
His presence alone gave me power.

That’s one side of the coin, where with feline grace,
I glide through the trials of life,
The other side to me is a pathway so steep,
For it’s here that the deer in me reigns.

An armour of mettle hides the deer from all eyes,
Eyes that are ruthless and cold,
The deer longs for protection, it’s there in her eyes,
Sadly, Enigma passes her by.

The timid deer runs for its life,
Until with clarity,
She realises that she’s about to die,
As fire surrounds the trees.

Eagle, falcon, phoenix, deer,
Which one of them am I?
The phoenix finally wins this game,
And she rises above the flames.

"Who am I now?", I ask the flames,
Watching from afar.
The forest seems to whisper back,
Enigma is your name.

For when Enigma turned his back on me,
Enigma Became Me.

19 April 2009

Notes from Jungle Retreat (Masinagudi)

The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness.
-John Muir (John of the Mountains)
Midst the green of the jungles,
Lies - my watering hole.
A place to wash away my sorrows,
Feed my mind for all the ‘morrows,
A place where peace of mind I find,
In the midst of these quiet times.

I dreamed of mountains green and blue,
Of sandy shores and paths anew,
I dreamed I found the way up high,
To cloudy skies and the bridge of sighs,
I dreamed I belonged to this world so true,
And the tears, they glinted on the morning dew.

Looking back upon this time,
Of friends and family, hugs and smiles,
The feeling of both lost and found,
The feeling that I’m nature bound.
The feeling of just walking on,
A cobbled path of life - my own.
The feeling that I’m homeward bound,
On a journey of what’s true and sound.

8 April 2009

Adrift at sea ‘til laid at rest

Music, soul, voice – mine I cannot find,
Hibernating or lost, within the deep dark night,
So I wander through the woods
Lost in thought and time.

Darkness, sorrow, fear – my mind it cannot lose,
Frozen feelings, forgotten mists, from a land so blue,
So I wander through the woods
Looking for light that gently seeps through.

Laughter, love, life – this I cannot drain,
Out of my fragile shell, no matter the pain,
So I wander through the woods
To commune with the earth – feel again.

Rainbows, starlight, and the morrow – these I finally see,
Beside me and within me, a sunbeam warm and free,
So I wander through the woods
Nurturing the dewy seeds.