~Gloveless Venture~
You
Say I must
Go out into the world~
For this is where your love has
Gone and been given away…Then let me pack my
Hunger and thirst as I embark this
Unchosen path I have
Chosen~ Setting
Foot with
Open
Arms to
Embrace
The nations
Of your loving~
There is no facet of your
Being not worthy of knowing~ I will
Seek every hidden corner of your abundance~
And every blackened crevice of desolation~ Kissing every line
Upon your earth worn face~ Leaving no stone
Unturned in this quest for humanity~
Even within this vehement
Society~ Gloveless I
Will touch the
Unholy
To
Be the
Very essence of
The grace and mercy
That you have shown to me~
I will travel lightly~ That I will have
Room to carry the pain and sorrow of so many~
For I have pledged this solemn vow~ To bear witness to
The rise and shoulder the fall~ Through you I shall love the loveless~
I will bite into the rind of bitter-sweet salvation buried
Beneath the weight of worldly sin~ Baptized
Will be my spirit in the muddied
Waters of your forgotten
Ways~ From the
Vault of your
Hidden
Scripture
Of long forgotten
Days~ Steal back for you
All that was stolen~ To be rightfully
Restored~ Let me light this path with the wisdom
Of your undiscovered doctrine~ That
All will come know you by
The ceaseless smile
Upon my
Face
*
~Soul~
I
Awakened
To the realization
That I could plummet
To my death this day with
No remorse or regret in my
Heart…But a smile upon my
Face for knowing my soul
Has met its companion~
And if my soul has
Kissed its beloved flame…
Then what need do I have of these eyes?
~Synchro-Destiny~
I once wanted to tear through
Every fibre of my anatomy
If only to mark the reality
Of my skins own territory…
Pain was only weakness
Leaving my body~ It’s
Presence convincing
That I was indeed alive~
Little did I realize that I
Was dead on the inside
Fearing to let go of
My stubborn pride
To be more than
Alive but now living~
My feet have now
Been gifted wings
By the lesson my
Beloved taught to me~
It is no longer the impact
Of my thunderous feet
Nor my steps velocity…
Destination or speed
Not some measured
Success in timing~
It is about the rhythm
Of my strides unity
In sync with my body, mind,
And spirit in harmony~
In effortless cadence to give
Myself to this moment completely
Herein lies my synchro-destiny~
My beloved graced that I
Am now made to run free
Because no longer am
I trying to run away…
~This Moment~
*
Let
This moment be
Slow motion and unrehearsed~ Let
Me not insinuate or perpetuate~ Infatuate
Lest I disintegrate~ Evaporate by my woeful
Imagination~ Let me not embellish the beauty
Of what I already have~ Unfurl in the present
And not rehearse the past~ To savour and
Stand upright in this moment~ That
I may lay into the next~ Awake
In this moment~ That I
May rest in the
Next
*
~Universal~
In
You
I have
Come to
Find that your
Less is so much more~
I crave this absence as much
As your sweet return~ My eyes once
Gazed up~ But then dove deep within this
Nectar pool of silence~ Yet even in understanding
I am jolted in and out of these waters of consciousness~
Where I do too much~ Think too much~ Talk too much~ I
Marvel your ability to drop single words slowly~ Savoured and
Melting upon the swelling bed of my tongue~ For through my
Worldly existence I have birthed the very definition of excess~
A fireworks display of boldness and prowess~ Dismayed and distressed in constant
Duress~ Gorging on knowledge I have stuffed with my pride~ Swollen by my ego
Fed lies~ Mixed with my good intentions tried~ I consumed all this life had to
Offer~ Fast track to enlightenment that I could give so others could
Prosper~ I have thrown my arms out~ Spilling gifts of hard-
Learned lessons~ But I pour forth with such force that
I blur other’s senses~ I beg of you to teach me
This skill of suspended light~ Truth
That simmers into soundless
Sight~ Help me find
Freedom in that
Whispered
White
Light
…That I may be universal…
photo courtesy KitAy (CC-BY-CA)
[su_panel background=”#f2f2f2″ color=”#000000″ border=”0px none #ffffff” shadow=”0px 0px 0px #ffffff”]Leila A. Fortier is a poet, artist, and photographer currently residing on the remote island of Okinawa, Japan. Her unique visual poetry is the specially crafted formation of abstract designs. Her work has been published in a vast array of literary magazines, journals, and reviews, and in 2007 she initiated the anthology A World of Love: Voices for Carmen, and in 2010 composed a photo book, Pappankalan, India: Through the Eyes of Children. More information can be found at www.leilafortier.com.