Wednesday, February 23, 2011

in another, for another

Heavens climb, expand and breathe me in
Into the emptiness
Projecting souls with nowhere to go
Going
Plump lives mix into each other’s white
Becoming brighter
And I escalate my being into one of becoming

Brighter, wider

The bigger we get the smaller we become
Before disappearing
And calendars stop singing bells
And rest in the smallness
Of nowhere
Of such life that makes life
Green in the winter
In the face of death
Roiling in the alleys
Of dirt
And crunchy flowers once existing
And you come to me with a hand
Open
And I lay my pained hand in yours
And close

Arched in existence I wane
Listening to the dark
I cry
Of such exact joy
Knowing, I breathe
Into the emptiness of you
To hold me in your bowed heart
Your love
Kneeling to the desires
Of belonging

You!  Had brown eyes
Before you died and woke up
Had a faint smile that could crack
Another smile

In another

Filigreed lips, curled and cured
To the point
I could not dismiss
Ninety-eight point six
Letting go of the security of being alive
And being alone
It’s a treatment for death
To just live
And looking up, I’m trying it now

At the beat of seven seconds
A whale’s heart pumps
Unseen and unknown
The huge heart pumps
In the delicate profound
Giving life to itself each time
Over the smallest lives
It grows

And other pink hearts
Pick their time
So naturally feeling
As do the blind
Without hands, without time
A breeze fanned the angels
And nicely placed intentions
From yours
To yours
Your secret weapon
Of fading
Into me
An immortal word spoken
And buried into me
In the piles of the piles of your vast intentions
Slaughtered thoughts and filed notes
To be rumored in the helplessness of love

You!  Looked at me
Before you died and woke up
Dreaming in your last breath
Another regard

For another

And it’s the other lives of other people
Heroes and strangers
That we gather and give
Or not
How they dance on top of each other
Wait, wait, I’m important
I’m holding the other one up
Like stacks
Supporting
We are all supporting each other
I want you in me
Stacking
I need you in me
So I can love the world better

Break the barren and unfiltered soil
Cool the cracks of hot
Listen to yourself in the ones you meet
And wage your peace back to yourself
I ask you to not be afraid
I tell you in my lavender dress
That I bring you good news
I bring you a promise
I bring you yourself
In me

Heavens climb, expand and breathe me in
Into the emptiness
Projecting souls with nowhere to go
Going
Plump lives mix into each other’s white
Becoming brighter
And I escalate my being into one of becoming

Brighter, wider


Helmsley Building, Park Avenue



E. Kelly's Spiritual Journey on We are co-creators

"We are co-creators of the future with God.  Because God is in all of you, you can create anything you want, have anything you want.  In the fullness of time, you will get whatever you want badly enough.  This is not really the difficulty.  The difficulty is learning what you really want, what really makes you happy."


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