Kali; Daughter of the Mystic Mountain

A very powerful poem by Wuji.

Wuji Seshat

Mother Kali, so radiantly black
I have seen your face in the Universe
Destroying worlds to satisfy
Evolution’s will for Supernovas

There is subtle light in Darkness
Power in contempt for false growth
Kali, take me into thy black light
Beyond luminosity, that I may breathe there

The spiritual rare of all ancestors
Blaze a fierce trail of strength in my soul
That I may reborn with a blissfully vanquished
Will, that knows how to submit to the higher power

And follow a law so eternally omnipotent
No mind remembers the overwhelming black
Before the big bang’s lotus shine of triumph-light
Om Kali! Om Kali! Om Kali!

I want to visit your incomparable form
Mold my chakra with your ruthless energy
For the foolish poet is not any Kalki-striving
Revelatory experience is not of this world

Grant me not visionary gift, but a meditation
From the most brilliant gem of…

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“Why Are There No Blue Dogs?”

“Why Are There No Blue Dogs?”.

This is a very well written tribute to a person that the Author had much love for. It is an honest portrayal-very sincere and beautifully written. It makes me wish that had I been born in a different time and place-I would have loved to meet his loved one. This is very powerful writing here.

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Thirst for Transcendental Feeling

Beautiful poem and gorgeous artwork-a post by Wuji worth sharing!

Moon Vs Thunder

I love this poem. The imagery of a war or battle between thunder and the moon is brilliant. Yay-for Ms.vee!!!

Everyone is Welcome!

Thunder is growling at the moon

Demanding attention with its boisterous voice

Bruising the soft floating clouds

As they slowly pass by

Darkening the passageway of the shooting stars

Trying to force its way to the forefront, to take

Control of the night, you’re not needed moon

Lightning will strike, and give light tonight

The bickering continues; as Moon vs Thunder

With power lines struck, and trees on the ground

The moon still shines, big, bright and round

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Tired Eyes – A Tanka

Very nice poem written by a wordpress friend.

Dom DiFrancesco

Closing tired eyes

Crickets sing their blissful song

Calling me to dream

A tale written just for me

By the artist in my mind

~

~~ Dominic R. DIFrancesco ~~

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Ulysses – The symbol of Transformation!

very interesting and poignant blog post.

ozziewellness

There is a Native American legend that says, ” If you have a secret wish, capture a butterfly and whisper your wish to it. Since butterflies cannot speak, your secret is ever safe in their keeping. Release the butterfly, and it will carry your wish to the Great Spirit, who alone knows the thoughts of butterflies. By setting the butterfly free, you are helping to restore the balance of nature, and your wish will surely be granted.”
They are a symbol of change, joy, and color. (There is also an association of Faerie folklore with butterflies.) Their flight appears as dancing, and a reminder not to take things so seriously. They have a sense of lightness and joy. They are reminders to get up and move, for if you can move you can dance, and dance brings joy.
The butterfly is a powerful symbol for transformation. It leaves the safety…

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Buddhist Untitled

This poem is very awesome-from Wuji. Enjoy.

We Are Sexy

We Are Sexy. Poem re-blogged from another poet;

A poem from my other blog:

http://dirtyfilthybutterflyblues.blogspot.com/2013/07/smoke-and-ash.html

this link is for my other blog, I do not write on there as much as on here, but I do write some stuff every so often.