Secretes of our Hearts

 
Secretes of our Hearts

You opened the door that led to my life and now you will know the secretes of my heart.
You, on opening it, know the sacrifice that must be weighed to know in return my love of
Life and my absorption into the energy that avails itself to we who knock at the door for
Opportunity is available to all for we are all one and the same having to seek afar for
What lay inside us all along illuminated by our light of being and our union with all.

A tree is a tree because it has been given the shape of a tree and its ancient memories
Are the same, interdependent, interwoven expressions of the same living tissues
We hold the secrete to this connection in our hearts for it is the same union as love foe
We all walk in the light of truth, understanding and love and our choices in life of people
Are the ones that we know who can best fulfill the union of our mind and soul and
Guide us along the path of illumination for we have the urge to become one.

Carl
5-7-17
Carl H. James liteworxs@yahoo.com

The Chasms of Our Minds

The Chasms of Our Minds

Chasms of our Minds, Bridges of our Souls
We came and built understanding growing close day by day
We grew connected to each other we lived in pure light.
Illuminating the world around us we colored it in our dreams.
We thought we were soul mates we reveled in sacredness
Love budded out in springtime but came the killing frost
Insecurity and obligations froze our dreams, cold hearts in kind
Union of body and soul must be nourished if it is to survive.
Giving all if necessary to build the bond of spirit
Erosion weakened the bridges, weakening our resolve
Silence has overtaken covering the bridges in drifts.
Overtaken with resentment, sorrow and emptiness
Perhaps young hearts will find dreams in corners of our
Minds and find our work worthy of another place in time.
Without the burden of past living to tear them apart
Souls will always remember in richness what we gave
Worlds will never be the same for we found part of the way

Carl James
4-30-17

OF Gods and Men

Of Gods and Men

She lies broken, torn, used, and abandoned and awaits in silent slumber,
Unknowingly protected here and there with a dirty shawl concrete remnant.
Hidden beneath the shawl, cracks appear, freeze, thaw, widen, crack, pop.
From the bowels of the presumed dead, an insidious weed shoves aside the
Pillars of the temple walls, and the roof implodes bowing humbly to life.
Then faster, no one to cover, to the railing, camouflaged by flowers, a joint,
Another year, a month, a day, an hour, the waters growing restless, smelling
Freedom to run, excitedly, one night of exerted effort, cloak of darkness,
Pow! A chunk, shrapnel, a jet of water,,,,hurry now! Push, a rail disappears,
boom!! thunder, no water, as the people downstream get on their knees and
Pray to the falling crumbling god they made as the frenzied freed water bucks.
Wild freed stallion, lays waste to crops, lives, but the river won as it joyfully
Picks up speed for it’s headlong dash into the seductive arms of the sea.

Carl James
5-9-1

Souls Layered In Time

Souls Layered in Time

For only a moment we lived outside of time
Precious were those moments of self discovery
Intimate were those glimpses of our souls divine
Joined in the nether world we lost our directions

I was misguided by your affections imagined
Like mine who thought they would carry us as
Soulmates of a kind to discoveries divine
Barriers to the present living locked in time.

Now you live for the future while I of mind
Still live in the moment’s light to survive in
Time and heed no future heartache if it returned
Must be considered in the moment it appears

Borrowing nothing of the future, my time is now
Reality may be realized perhaps for your time
But I cannot be there in the time of you for now
The appointed one beckons waiting for our hour.

Carl James
5-8-17

Pieces

Pieces

Pieces of love we thought was through
Pieces of love I find in you that cry
Never to die for love never ends it only
Begins again planted in the last remains
Pain that remains to mellow the heart
No one to blame, no shame, no strain
Just a spark , easier on a cold heart to
Kindle a smolder on a warm part than
Starting dead cold each time again as
We let it go and let it catch hold or out
It becomes an easy chair, a touch, a
Song or just an easy conversation no
Rush, no hurry, just a little extraordinary.
Quiet excitement till next time we meet

Carl James
3-11-17

Creativity

Creativity

A hot spot in the gut of your being that eats away freeing
Erupting, turning the body into a crucible of material from
Iron pounded, flattened, bent, tortured into an idea, a shape,
You will never be the same for now there is a weakened
Way out, like a hernia that gives, freeing the soul from it’s mold
Spewing the sacred imagination into a creation realized in the
White hot passion that is fashioned, a new idea, grow, let it be so.

Carl James
4-9-17

Flow

Flow

Imagination stretched to the limits liquefies and flows
Infinity is just a dream, but imagination is reality that
Flows, a river or so it seems from tears and fears to ablated
Joy that streams through the soul losing itself, eroding to
Nothing…nothing…nothing…but something on the event
Horizon blindingly appears, creating infinity in a moment
So, love is born, a hot molten stream that washes everything
A glow, a flow, you know, even so, you resisted it’s elation
Trying to avoid it’s ablation that is to be your salvation.

Carl James
4-9-17

Confluence

Confluence

Yearning of my heart to be a part of the flow of life’s desire that burns deep in my soul and
She who flies far away over land and sea and carries my dreams as she sings to me
Forever free she rejoices in me as my imagination and I imagine I see the endless sea
Through her eyes as she carries me away on her wings that beat to the rythmn of our hearts.
So then I see the confluence of we in the land that we were meant to be where old hearts
Remember and time will not be in the endless sea we are born away to be set free in the
Stars that we were always a part of our hearts we knew we were meant to be spirits of hope
Ambassadors of the free to the heavens from which we came stardust on the solar winds

Carl James

Your Eyes, The Sea

Your Eyes, the Sea

Your eyes, the sea get lost in me
Awash on emotions surfing free .
Moody blue, storm capped waves
Vastness of joy, raindrops of tears
Awash on skin that trembles in fear
Lost at sea forever held in your grace
Arms overflowing kindness in knowing
Nursery of life, gather them to she
Secure in the eyes that see through me
Tendrils of passion caress you and me
Cast on the shore naked came we
Primordial memories of love replete
Sea, me,you, blue, green, free
Fade in the moonlight a shimmer
Carl James
3-24-17