Toward the Light

Two Souls touch -
Fragments of memories,
A thousand petaled lotus unfolding

Its face to the Sun,
Roots embedded deep,
So deep in the murky waters below…

A twilight kiss and we are swimming
In those waters, soft silt rising up around us,
Petals closing in, a soft embrace of faith,

          Patience,

Trust,

A Knowing -
We will unfold, once again, toward the Light.

 
Dena L Moore

June 21, 2021

A Song of Ancients

 I sing to thee,
Wind through trees
Caressing you in your absence -
A ghost in the willow softly sighing,
A crane calling out across the marsh…
 
Revelation echoes, a glimpse,
This song of ancients,
A harp and lyre,
My voice a silent choir
Drifting quietly across the sea
 
Oh, how I sing to thee!
Earth, Wind, Fire, Water -
A shape-shifting melody.
 
Dena L Moore
May 20, 2021

I Let Go, Wings Still

You move through me, a pulse,
Flickering flame, ethereal yet firm -

Transmutation,

And I’m flying, wings of fire spread

Across the Cosmos, growing larger as I glide,

Wind funneling through,

I can see forever, alternate dimensions,

Purple skies, turquoise rivers wind like snakes,

Galaxies glimmering just within reach,

I let go, wings still -

The fire dies and I hover, an eternity passes,

Heartbeat dancing ancient rhythms -

The breath of my breath,

In and out,

A wave, inhale, exhale,

Feet to Earth once again,

Arms stretched toward the Heavens,

Attuned to the Universe,

Vibrating,

You are the lightning strike,

Grounded.

Dena L Moore

October 30, 2021

The Sacred Flame

 I still feel your hands in my hair,
The whisper of my name on your lips,
Our energy melding, dancing,
A flame upon water, always burning…
 
This love is the sacred flame and I,
I tend it faithfully, a Vestal Virgin
Biding time in white cotton, locked into
The movements, the rhythm of living my occupation
 
But I’m wandering,
I’m wandering, my love,
I’m calling out, my hair unbound,
Billowing like a comet streaking across the heavens,
 
A comet only you can see,
Breathing fire through your heart,
My soul pressed into yours,
Our energy entwined…eternity.
 
Dena L Moore
July 24, 2021

Cosmic Breath of the Universe

 I feel you breathe,

Slowly in, slowly out

lingering caress against my skin -

We lie in the twilight,

bodies entwined close against the tracery, 

arched into one another so tightly even the shadows can’t separate us...

I align my breath to yours,

touching you with my heartbeat,

relaxed into your pulse -

we drift into our space,

A dark gentle place made sacred,

The cosmic breath of the Universe.

Dena L Moore

April 17, 2021

To Breathe in Deeply

 To Breathe in Deeply

There’s a space inside of me,
A wide open space, a meadow of calmness,
Mixed sweet field full of birdsong and laughter -
You are there beside me, the mystery of you,
This connection,
Flowing, gentle river a smile quenching my thirst,
Gliding over me - rays of sunlight against my skin.
 
I’ve known you before forever,
Not always seeing all there was to see, blind to this space,
Not ready for the joy of the field -
Guided to the stormy sea, rocked by waves, torrential rains,
Urged on, eager to test myself against the storm,
My heart beating for release,
Eyes closed tightly, turned inward.
 
But now, now I open my eyes,
I see…oh, how much there is to see, to feel,
To breathe in deeply -
Life.
I ascend to meet you in the meadow,
Sweet song a melody against our lips, shadows sway
As I lie against you, the river wrapping about us,
 
Your smile lighting our space from within.

 

Dena L Moore
April 2, 2021

 The Wall Broken
 
Abyss of uncertainty, the great black hole,
Jagged memories shifting, light-speed,
Unredeemable,
The sense of falling yet standing still,
This is my heart,
How it beats into the void of emotion,
Drowning in the currents, flowing ever faster,
No sense of bearing, or the ability to catch myself,
Lack of solidarity, no earth below,
No ocean, no trees, no black sand beaches,
Where I long to go,
No.
 
Lack of intention, a falsehood mentioned,
Yet I know the truth -
The reaper reaps, as fragments cascade upon one another,
Destroying the foundation, the wall broken, rocks tumbling
Dead weight into…a darkness so dark,
 Indescribable
Black shroud pulled back, tied in place, the fierce beating -
Death approaching.
Disembodied thoughts fight for dominance,
Scattered into space…uncontainable, destructive,
And I fall swiftly back into that place,
Where only I can go.
No…
 
 
Dena L Moore
March 21, 2021

Gathering Strength

Gathering Strength

 He came, the Destroyer,
Malevolent masked beast digging tunnels,
Scorching earth,
No…no turning back, no rescue forthcoming,
Forlorn but never broken…almost, ah, yes…
Almost

No turning back from this,

But not quite.
The canopy gone, branches bare,
Exposed,
But roots, how deep they run, reaching
Down…so far down where he can’t reach,
The flames can’t reach, can’t go below
Where the tendrils grow…no.

Dipped into the underground waters,
Gathering strength,
Growing in the dark,
In my secret sacred place I am safe,
Safe as I have always been, bending, yes,
Bending…but

My mind does not break.

Dena L Moore
August 5, 2020

 

 

Blue Lotus - updated

I come to you
As I always do, slip into the temple
Where we first kissed;
Our secret space still breathes,
The energy alive, vibrant with our hunger
Pulsating Blue Lotus -
Yes, I am yours.

Left with the memories
Of Blue on Red,
Upper and Lower,
We merge, galaxy within galaxy -
You, the river carving new pathways,
I, the bank capturing your waters,
Still wild, still contained

And I come to you, as I always do,
I slip into our temple,
Our Sacred place,
Still alive, Silent yet vibrating,
You are there, yes, you are always there,
Waiting…
Pulsating Blue Lotus -

I am still yours.

 

Dena L Moore
June 29, 2020 

 

 

 

This Is How I Love You Now

Funny how this poem (the title of this blog) came to me, nudging me from my sleep...I had been up for about an hour (from 5:30 am - 6:30 am) and went back to bed. I was nearly asleep, on the edge of sinking in, when suddenly the first line of this poem came to me, followed by several others. Usually when this happens I allow them to dance around in there and then I fall asleep anyhow, which means the lines will be lost. This morning I just felt I had to capture this, so I stumbled around in the dark and found a pen and my beautiful Italian leather bound journal imprinted with "The Allegory of Spring" by Sandro Boticelli. Actually it just has the Muses from that painting. This journal was given to me as a gift from a client a few years ago. It is so beautiful I hesitated to write in it for a while but then took it to Scotland with me and began writing in it then. But this new poem has the honor of being written in this beautiful journal, hand scratched in the dark. Yes, I do write in the dark sometimes, lol.

I do like this poem, not sure exactly why I like it so much as it came in very easily and there it is. I was even thinking I might like to record this one, but we will see...

I've also updated the site with a beautiful poem called "If You Forget Me" by Pablo Neruda.