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No Place For Stars

Star of the morning

Angel of Mercy

Daughter of the Moon and Sun

A vision of light, now faint and fading

Mortal.

Pearlescent wings tucked in so tight

As to pass for a more common creature,

But in truth, she is

A more uncommon comet

In a body now, unlike

The celestial body she once was.

She misses home in a way they can’t conceive of

And at times her soul cries out to return

To the familiar darkness she remembers lovingly

Unlike the darkness of humanity

Which terrifies and fascinates.

And she still sings,

As she once did, in the heavens

But the songs are all so unfamiliar to her heart

And the words never suffice

The darkness here threatens to swallow her light

This is no place for stars.

You were the wind, stars & rain.

Beautiful to look at and feel.

No matter the pain.~

~hMc~

5.1.2020 Richardstraße

I want to go
Where nobody goes
And free my soul to wander
Free My Soul to Wander

The World winds paths all twisted
An impossible, unwinnable maze
But even its paths end
I want to break the walls, the hedges
Bordering Life’s outermost edges
And find myself where nobody goes

I want to know
What nobody knows
And free my mind to ponder
Free My Mind to Ponder

Find the split off the road
The fork where nobody goes
And wander again off of that
Take the least of lesser known roads
The longest of longer deadends
And dive into the unknown

The road untraveled, empty, silent, peaceful
The map regarded, surpassed, then discarded
The shadows under starless skies
The darkness deep beneath those

Calling on my ancestors,

sounds of the drum,

of this new reality we are the inventors.

…a soft hum.

Stories told to the fire,

The flames grow higher.

Give me clarity in this troubled time,

let me see how I can be a wolf and a wife.

Give me the force to leave, when this isn’t meant to be.

Set me free of my doubts and fears

Help me to grow strong, so I can listen to my inner voice,

and shut up the mental noise.

My heart is filled with love,

this is my biggest force, which can become easily a weakness

that keeps me trapped in places where I shouldn’t be,

there where I can’t evince my uniqueness.

This is a period of “time for me”.

Alone, figuring out what I truly want

crawling inside, diving deeper than ever before

Detachment of stories and worries.

I got the key, but I’m looking for the door.

K. L  

Crying Thoughts

Sit alone, a quiet catches tears as they flow from well meaning eyes. The unexpected has lead a heart to wanting more; more than there is to give.

Possibilities are there, all that’s lacking is reciprocation. Calling one heart to another. There is no knowledge of the cost to be paid. Barred by station in life, duty, acceptance, prudence, honor rule the day. Tears never meant to be still continue to fall.

Speak a heart needs to be released. Set free by telling the only other who would understand it’s feelings. Yet, gone, left, taken away far away; this second heart can’t hear the crying whisper’s that call to it along the twirling air.

By the time this can be, it’s almost to late. A secret, still left to be found out. More tears will fall, as a heart breaks; what will they think if I stay. Hurting themselves, so wicked a situation. Crushed beneath the weight, still free to roam.

Going, it’s still going. Unwilling to be a frantic prayer. Heart to heart thoughts go out, beat steadfastly, beat with much care.

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Sweet dreams are made of this…..

I’m scrambling 

For answers to the rest of my life

But I don’t know what the question is yet

There’s Millions

Millions of samples I could try

But none on which I’m sure I can bet

I’m tired

And I haven’t yet sorted through half

I’m a wolf,
I need the freedom to make my own choice.
I don’t want to explain why I go a certain way
There is a magic inside me, I need to follow
I need to run free in the forest of the ancient trees.
A hunger for deepness, realness. I don’t like shallow.
A wolf hunts, a wolf returns to her family,
a tribe wrapped in love and creativity.
I’m a wolf,
I need the freedom to make my own choice.
During a full moon, I need to howl.
I use the word “need” cause there is no choice to just listen to that voice.  
I can’t express a craving that’s so deep.
Visions that manifest in my twilight sleep.
Some will say I’m insane,
but I don’t mind I feel the universe on my side.
Breaking the chains, the chains that are holding me back.
a fight in myself, my mind in attack.
The mind wants stability and control, it keeps me small.
I can feel in my guts there is so much to come if I open up, 
to these frequencies, this reality
where magic is an inseparable part of me.

K.L

You send shivers

Down my spine

When your lips

Slip down

To my jaw.

If you ask me to go, I’ll go……..crazy.

I’ve Never Seen Death - Erilen

I stopped one day

And sat on a short wall

That separated my path

From a leafless maple tree

Standing in a pale green patch

While sitting on that wall I thought

About life with you

About the silence of my mind

And the warmth of my heart

About my struggles that are not as hard

About the quiet peace sitting near you

The smile on my face widened

I reached our for a limb of the tree

Leaves would soon cover this

I thought

Signaling spring is here

And I’ll love you more

As the sky warms

Like a clock

I love you more

With each turn

So turn maple tree

Turn

Turn

noć-punog-mjeseca

(nadam se da će vam se svidjeti pjesma)

what is your mission?

I’m not sure

But I know it’s true

It’s not real

But it is here

Long days

Short hours

Thoughts jumble and collide

Can I survive my own mind

I walk through fields of fire

Smoke chokes and soothes my lungs

Does the heat speak to me

Are the flames one with me

It has begun

Trust in melodies sweet upon the wind

Guides to things pure and sublime

Your ear loves the touch of rhythm

It craves the rhyme

Who am I to deny my mind

Bliss in chaos

Beauty in the strange

I cry for those who only know the mundane

Give me hope true wonder

Sprinkle the dust of Tinker upon me

Let me know the joy that belongs only to me

Sun on my face

Breezes across my skin

Swaddle me in the magic of thought

My peace comes with the rhyme

Everything will work out this time

Overthinking us slowly kills my brain.

Until nothing is left but troubled thoughts.

When we meet, you slowly untie this knot.

When you leave it all repeats itself.

And nothing is left but the scent of you.

~WortverraterIn