Blue Flame

From North, South, East to West,
I spent infinite sunrises with you
And gazed at diamonds in the night sky

From Mt. Rainier, Kilimanjaro, Mt. Apo and Mont Blanc
I found myself soaring above in peaceful silence
And like an eagle pierced the hidden valleys

From Atlantic, Indian and Pacific oceans
I poured my soul into your shores
And wept for sorrows endless pain

From the Negev, Arabian and Sahara deserts
I guided lost travelers in search of their compasses
And I found my own oasis amongst them

The wind, the sun, the moon and rain
Whisper softly to my seeking heart
And my soul walks to where my spirit roars

Now I return to where it all began
With Blue Flame’s Sword in me
Africa you howl at harvest moon’s end.

Thank you

I had seen this possibility in one of my dreams and when all came to pass I was left with a day to remember.
I doubt that I’d ever see his face again but I could still sense him miles away.
There was a darkness in his manner yet finely masked with airs of practiced smiles;
A slight bitterness perfumed his calculated words.
I wondered how to reach into the labyrinth of his heart
For here in front of me stood a man in need of trust.
There was something keeping him shackled to the past and I had little time to navigate the conversation
But whatever it was, had changed his colours.

He wasn’t looking for friendship but I tried nonetheless.
We continued to stand next to each other surveying the landscape before us
And that was when I felt his longing of escape from his reality.
It was the beauty in seeing the world that to him going back meant reliving what was buried and recounting memories better left unspoken.
Never did he forget what happened.

He would not allow me to see this part of himself and yet it was all he ever showed.
I wanted to hug him and say, “I’m here for you as a friend for that is all I can give you, for now,”
But I didn’t and the moment had gone.
That was the last time I saw him and to this day I still think of him and wonder if he’s okay now and if he’s found little things that make him happy or if he found his way back to himself again.

So I thank him and I thank you for showing me -- unexpected kindness does matter.

Guiding Light

My spirit had landed on a dhow boat in the middle of the ocean.

I could see my own ship towering to the left side with its white sails blowing in the wind.

Three of my crewmen had decided to accompany me and investigate the mystery of the sinking boat.

I relayed orders to my men and they set about searching every nook and cranny.
Something was amiss—

I felt a presence down below and proceeded through a door that led to a long hallway.

As I started walking, I peered through each of the doors and found nothing inside;
Only empty spaces or broken furniture covered in dust.

My heart was beating faster as the water started rising above my feet.

I quickened my pace, but fear had slowly crept in my being.

What lay behind the last door that suddenly made my body want to take flight?

I was running out of time for my inner guide had whispered a sense of urgency to open the door and proceed to the top deck.

Refusing to give up I opened the last door and found a small ragged boy covered in dirt and a captain’s uniform.

He was surprised to see me but said nothing, only looking up at me with eyes that said his innocence was lost beyond measure.

I reached out my hand and smiled and said, “Come with me, I found your hat, it’s upstairs. You can put it on once we get to the top.”

He shook his head and I crouched down and opened my arms and we hugged for a moment.

“I am here now. Let’s get your ship sailing again.”

By the time we reached the top deck the little dhow boat was barely afloat.

My crew was ready to pull me back to my own vessel when I whistled to the wind and gently uttered five words... “Give him back his hat.”

And the ragged boy grinned for the first time and the dhow boat transformed into a magnificent ship.

“Farewell my dear one and see you soon,” as I sailed away into the universe.

Unveiling Gentleness

Wrapped in its constancy I ascended the treacherous mountain
A strange feeling lingered.
Careless thoughts began to arise,
Relinquishing vows and severing links from broken Past—
Retribution for misguided sufferings
Vengeful cries shrouded in festering wounds
Be GONE you mischievous fog!
I see you cloaked in shadow’s veil
Luring my vulnerability to hopeless being.

I could just be as you want me
But my body endures and takes each painful step to higher ground.
I know not what lay ahead of this path
And yet the only voice I regard is the sound of my beating heart.

My parched lips stung from dehydration
As I painstakingly breathed in the crisp air
Oh such agony!

Keep on walking I hear.
Keep on walking.
Must keep walking.

Time stretched an eternity when suddenly a force hit me,
I could almost feel the peak being near
Two small steps brought me to a sight unimaginable
As I stood at the broken stones
The unveiling gentleness of the fog lifted before me
And there at last was the sacred tree I longed for.

Here lies my beloved dream.
Memories flooding through
And I remember us once more.

Unlocking ancient memories

I rested my head against the coolness of the rock as I lay wounded from combat.
Slowly I turned to look over my shoulder at my enemy.
He had a deep gash from his left chest running down to his thigh but he was still upright.
I fought even when I had no more strength left in my body,
Only my spirit guiding my movements as I feint and parried his attacks.

I had underestimated my opponent and without a strategy
I had lost a battle that could have been my victory,
for I advanced when I should have first assessed the situation.
Failing to see the trap set before me, I walked into the deception.
In my haste I ignored the wrenching feeling that gripped my heart for I only
Heard the screaming cries from the two women tied on the ground.
I tried to sense the energies around me and noticed their souls take a flight into the darkness.
With my last remaining incantation I set their spirit free from the shackles of my enemy
And passed out.

The last memory I had was my twin flame using his own energy to heal my wounds.
I felt his love and sadness within my soul.
By the time I woke up the world around me had changed once again and my twin flame
Was nowhere to be found but I could feel him come alive stronger than ever.
Did he fight against my enemy, where did he go, and why was his presence so far away…

Blue Diamond

As I stood by the lake my reflection shimmered underneath the crescent moon
A season had come and gone
And I could feel my outer shell being discarded in this time of growth.

In my infinite travels I realised that I only sought my reflection to better understand who I was, Who I am now and who I want to be.
I wanted to visit the places I held dearly
For each passage was ventured with fervour.
My soul whispers close to my heart and speaks of the experiences it wants to learn
And my determination fuelled by forgotten dreams.
The world is my mirror and inside me the universe.

In a crypt lie the hopes once webbed by eternal twin flames.
Their innocence torn by vengeful cries from sleeping wolves
Once they walked the path of equal measure
In their polarities balancing their true nature
A separation allowing growth in their beings
Only to reunite once again and ignite their fire.

I looked up towards the moon and gave thanks for the memories in time.
And I acknowledged I am the blue diamond, the Tanzanite in this realm.
Whether I walk alone my heart still belongs to the man in the black armour.

In your loving memory Natasha

Natasha my love I have not forgotten you.
Three years I know have gone in a blink of an eye and
I just couldn’t come up with the words in which to express myself this time.
I know I have been disappearing once in a while
As I focus on the calling of the Universe.

My spirit has been traveling extensively
And you’ll be happy to know that I am mastering my skills.
I sometimes forget to work on myself but you have seen to that
And I am bombarded with messages linking me back home.
It’s just that there are so many who need help.

I know I cannot do it alone—
and I am ever grateful to meet others who walk alongside me.
I guess I cannot hide who I am anymore,
For as I get closer to another awakening
Others are recognising me from an era left in slumber.

Thank you for visiting me once in a blue moon.
I always learn something new upon your arrival.
I carry your strength within
As this has allowed me to reach out further than ever before.
Your stories will be remembered
As you watch me make our dreams come true.


Sometimes I wonder how much longer I will remain here
For there are moments when my heart would skip a beat—
frozen in its intensity as I gasp for air letting the pain subside
And I am constantly reminded of my mortality with this current vessel.

I know I have been through so many life and death situations
That I lost count to the numbers and chances I am given.
So I want you to know how I feel…

In this lifetime I will complete my mission
And when my last breath awaits me on this earth
I know you will be there as I was with you long ago.
Smile with me Natasha as I make a better world starting with your memory.

Breathe

Sometimes the universe inside my head needs to sit still
To leave my animal instincts behind and just breathe in mother nature.
When I do not move, I slowly arrive in my own equilibrium
And the closer I feel to being home once again.

I used to think that nothing would extinguish the shadow flames of hatred
Locked deep inside the roots of tortured desires,
And I admit I have chased after the supernovae of this realm
To erase the existence of memories stirring.

Yet barely a shimmer of life left in the sky—
did I remember who I was.
From the darkest existence did I remain glowing in blue flames.
Never wavering, forever silent.

Thrown deep within the Hidden Forest of Illusions,
There I was surrounded by the guardians of darkness ready to consume my sacred light;
The fight for me was all I ever known.

That one glint of faith in my spirit had struck at the core of nothingness
And each step I took another minion would befall in front of me.
Slowly I battled what felt like eternity,
And I would stand motionless in between struggles—
All this to keep my light radiating.

For one day is all it takes to just breathe.

Strength

Withered leaves crumble underneath my bare feet
as I clumsily walked through the lush forest.
I could feel each stinging sensation of the thorns
engraving tiny marks all over my body and I moved on
without hesitation.

Lost without a trail in sight and no light to guide my way,
I stopped to momentarily catch my breath.
No sense of direction or landmark to distinguish one tree from another
I turned around and cried for help.
My ears strained to listen for any sounds apart from my own but to no avail
it was only silence that surrounded me.

Turn back...turn back turn back were the words racing through my mind.
Calm down and breathe were the thoughts that followed next.

I allowed my breathing to slow down, to centre my whole being with the universe
and to allow my inner guide to lead me out of this forest.

Slowly and a will full of determination,
I found the paved road leading to a lush valley.
And there I saw once again the light of the sun
embracing my body with warmth.

A new dawn
an everlasting light
a profound sense of hope.

TrUe C o N f E s S i O n S

I'm afraid I'll get hurt again,
that – I will lose control of my emotions,
that – if I trust him he'll use it against me.

Yes, I've been hurt.
Yes, my spirit was destroyed.
Yes, my heart was broken into a million pieces.
Yes, I allowed my soul to scatter throughout the universe.

And yet here I am
Asking the universe for true love
So that I may love myself unconditionally more each day
and when I have stopped searching for myself,
I awaken my spirit once again
and ignite my BLUE FLAME.

I have yet to shine brightly.
I have yet to summon my courage.
I have yet to be unselfish.

Now I let the light through me,
now I let courage fill my lacking,
now I become more giving.

With the world as my mirror
give me the strength to look in the eyes of the man
and--pierce through his soul
and the reflection I long to see be my own.