Posted in Quotes

Don’t you know yet?

“Don’t you know yet, it’s your light that lights the world.”
― Jalaluddin Rumi

lights the world

Posted in prayer

Afloat…

I wait to be light….✿Rumi

light and darkness

I’m not really anything,
but a soul
afloat in a sea of flesh,
experiencing contrasts of light and darkness,
love and hatred,
war and peace,
trying to clamber my way back to you.
craving reunion…

I was with you before the foundation of the Earth
when my soul was pure
and unschooled…

I descended into form
wanting to be sentient
to be moved
to be given choice
to become the likeness of you…

Gravity kept pulling me back
to my earthen roots
to my soul’s evolution…

with love as my only quest,
I have been able to see
with the eyes of my heart,
that in the depths
of terrible affliction
sacredness truly exists…

I am washed
in translucent starlight,
arrayed with invisible wings,
and each time I return to light
I am grounded
again
in the truth of being…

should I be purged
of all darkness,
or should I just keep remembering
from whence
I came? …

©Ally2019
 

 

Posted in heaven

Warrior Maiden…

“She wore her battle scars like wings, looking at her you would never know that once upon a time she forgot how to fly”
― Nikki Rowe

wore her wings

She wore her pain
with courage,
her scars appeared as wings…
in attendance of the angels
her wounds
lost their sting…

and in fading embers of sorrow
she blew her disguise
it was the face of the immortal
that caused her world
to collide…

From death-defying battles,
a warrior maiden
arose,
dressed in garments of a thousand moonbeams,
she was visibly composed….

Image courtesy PixaBay
©Ally2019

 

Posted in Magical

Magic…

“And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.”
― Roald Dahl

the in-betweens

She found magic in the in-betweens,
things some have never seen…
She paused
in the stillness of rosé hues,
a quiet blush
delighted her muse…
and weariness began to shift,
a deep awareness
of secret gifts…
And bees whispered
in rhythmic tones,
it was the holiness she’d always known…

©Ally2019