An absence

We are
Juxtaposed solitudes
Carried by the uncontrollable breath
Of perseverance

Sometimes transported
By the same wave
Of Passion and warmth

A disconnected thread
At some moments
One thousand scattered pearls
Of dismantled fragilities
However, a Unity
Unbreakable, powerful and free
In its roots
Embarked souls
On a ship of wandering thoughts
And of questionings
Sailing on the meaningless sea of life
With a smile on our face

I cried your name
In emptiness
My mouth sealed
With silence
I know
There is nowhere to look for
Your smile, and laughs
Remaining the rainbow
Of the darkest hours

Each proud, ancestral stone
Each bird
Each new born flower,
Each dancing river
brings me back
The echo of your breath yet

Constant
I am
In every place
Where your song is heard

(To my Dad..)

Contemplation

Words
Frozen
In a delicious
Powerlessness
As I look
Upon
Your loving face

My mind
Caressing softly
The simply being
Of your breath
On the  Landscape
Of my awakened eyes

Poppies
In the green fields
Bursting out
Bright
Red
And rebellious
Telling loud
The story of your lips
Over my body

A Time to Live
A Time to Be
In Movement
In Love
And in balance

Words
Will come
Later

Your hands

Your hands

Strongly perceptible
Enfolding my thoughts
With their warmest song

Their sensuous
Musical touch
Unfolding itself
Into the orange
Bursting sparkles
Of my dreams

Blood Moon

I

April
On fire

Swirling
Infinitely
Into the depths
Of its own core

A redness
A scar
A perseverance
Under pressure

A confinement
An oppression
Concentrated
In a tensed point
Of convergence

The bloody
Orange-like
Perfect circle
Dripping inwardly
Overflowing
With an intrusive lava

It will
Burn your heart
Melt your soul
And bruise
Your whole being

To bounce again
In an endless twirl

II

My eyes

Embracing the oceans

Tenderly

Lovingly

Leaving Hell to Hell

Letting go

Digesting

Peacefully

The bitter bites

Of a fading out

Suffering

David White - Poet Author Speaker

http://www.davidwhyte.com/

Between dusk and dawn

I need darkness
To wrap
My dizziness
In a veil
Of clairvoyant amnesia
On the very edge
Of dazzling
Between fulfillment and pain
Where all the currents meet
To centralize themselves
In a point of balance
Reflecting the
The necessary Aphotic ordeal
The Cavernous
Introspection
To be able
To face
The light
Again

Balance

Black boots
Bailey
Books
Settling
The comfort zone
Between pure loneliness
And the dizziness of you

Beyond the mirror

The harmonious accentuations
Falling
Like black water drops
On the white
Sacred silence

Radiant 

As light and powerful 
As a revival

Your breath
At the measure 
Of mine

Your fingers
Meeting mine

Stressing softly
The pure echo
Of a passion 
Blossoming 
In a rustle
A whisper
A cry 

Becoming
A song 
Of self-affirmation 
A recognition 
Through the looking glass 
reverberating itself
Inside Itself 
In an infinite 
Harmony 

An unexpected bliss 
A mystery 
Punctuated by dazzled silent issues 
Eager for more vertigo 

The continuing
The delicate, powerful 
Vibrations 
The soft strength 
Planting its roots 
Like claws of full 
Desire
At the heart
Of our 
Endless dreams

A song of the beginnings

Something humming
Splitting
Rising
A vibration
A dawn
Of a thousand
Undulating dreams
Caressing my skin
Like sliding silk

An awakening
Of uncensored
Sacred 
Desires
Shining in
A magnificent
Vastness

The possibility
Of all the possible

The simply 'Being'

A whisper
To become
A pearly melody

Infinity
Contained
Into the idea 
Of a touch

The accomplished balance
Of wonderment

A longing
An encounter
A powerful  proximity
Where we are 
Still the same
And yet, already transformed by
The precious gift
Of the other

A song of the beginnings
Emerging out of
Our lovingly blending Oceans
Freedom regained
Through the infinity
Of a voice

Rebirth
Out of annihilation
Re-breath
Out of a cloudy smothering night
Into the Brightness

The very first moment of breath

There is
A bang
A flash
A word
The Miraculous whisper
Lingering
Out of nowhere
Echoing softly
in an ungraspable
Delight
There is
You
There is
The idea of you
Like an eternal
Melody
A secret
That was always there
The very first
Moment of breath
Reverberating
In our souls
There is
The music of your voice
Touching my skin
Like an incomparable caress
There are
Your hands
Loving wings
Spreading their  warmth
over a disillusioned landscape
There is
Something that wasn't
And is suddenly here
Blossoming magnificently
Out of a dawn of wonder
A sensuous longing
Fulfilling itself
In the balance
Of our dreams