SPIRIT BEINGS - wandering around as humans

Beauty lies in the raw landscapes.

This is where these with eyes wide open

see the spark of gods shining through the veil of the matter. 

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We’re all spirit beings wandering around in a human shape, 

swirling ribbons of colour and light,

coming in and out of the body, in and out,

curious, open, ever-fresh

so soulfull that at time careless,

longing to experience our selves 

through the multitude of forms and reflections, 

myriads of environments,

lights and shades and vast in-between space;

through thoughts 

and what’s beneath them;

emotions 

and their absence.

For the soul it all has a value, all contains life’s taste.

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Spirit of the desert came to me barefoot,

wild and free.

Silence is our home

open space

where we belong,

he said.

Whenever there is a chance to love

go there

open the garden of your heart.

So I went

and tasted 

dusty starry love

another face of God’s grace.

Fill your eyes with my landscape,

she said,

raw body of mother earth, the ancient one.

Let the cool breeze caress your face,

her melody is a lullaby for the soul, 

calling in humbleness.

Let your heart be vast and empty.

Qualities of creation

before the mind, way beyond.

Freedom and beauty 

don’t belong to human, don’t have a name.

Negev has it’s own language 

of space 

and of light.

A thousand angels 

kiss me with the gentle air

of a new day’s dawn.

Let there be light

in your eyes, in your mind and in your heart.

Let there be light within you, 

surrounding you.

As is within

so is without

let the light in

to illuminate all life.

Trust only in the paths that have a heart.

Your faith 

is the light of your life.