The heart is eyeing my phase while I am crying
The air in my body is heavy the way I am sighing
The mind of mine is red diamond when I am mining
The fire is burning my track that I trace on thin icing
The demons are scratching my face while they’re dancing
My feet are loosing the balance, so I’m simply sliding
Time is chasing the zones that once were hiding
The walls of this form are cracking & now they’re falling
I’m unchaining my case that was suppressing the deeper calling
My voice is whispering to burning stars as they keep shining
The soul is grounding my whole in soil as if I am dying
This all is enlightening the core, it’s so exciting
Dear readers,
After Reliving, I took a time off from WP….and now I’m coming back slowly….I’ve certainly missed you & your lovely writings / art….I will try to catch up but if I can’t, then a new day & a new beginning. Here’s my new poem / spoken word – Eyeing my Phase.