full circle

letting the weavers be...
time to retire to thee...
the shield now gently embraces me...
the universe will dance and sway it's magic over me...
so mote it be.


**lcr10232010**

syzygy

the wind whispers...
  "can't you see everything is working out as it should be."

if you will close your eyes to the mundane
and open your heart's eye you will see the syzygy.

why burden yourself with senseless worries
you know it only feeds negativity.

so now shush thy senseless whimpering,

you know it's just a waste of energy.

bless each swirl of smoke and be done with it
let it scatter and dissipate in the silvery moonlight.

why doubt the spell that was cast a long time ago
trust Kairos, you know Kronos has no power over it.

the wind whispers again...
  "deep within you have a way of knowing."

what was set in motion is now gently rolling
like a fleur everything is slowly unfolding

for now, sit back and relax,
and let the universe take care of the rest.

banishing

breathing in... breathing out...
clean the cobwebs off my mind...
banish the negativities that surrounds my heart...
erase the worries that clouds my skies...
be gone demons in my dreams...


in this moonless night
i bade you to melt in the dark
as the light of the moon banish...
so is the power you have over my psyche


breathing in... breathing out...
let my soul shine brightly once more
and without the shadow that clouded my vision...
my eyes can smile like before.
-lcr-10092010

rantings of an insomniac...

deja vu, deja vu... churning waves and ruffled feathers... prospects and uncertainties makin' me unsteady... rockin my world... giddiness and fear... fallin... hopin... jove on the outskirts or my worst fear's resurrection... been to hell and back... worked a lot to breathe again... oh please; 
don't let the light die on me yet again... don't rob me of my hard earned peace... dont erase the serene and sweet smile in my eyes...

fresh inks...

collection of random thoughts...

full moon shining in its majestic fullness tonight...
selene dances gracefully through the moonlit night...
luna beams sweetly gently scathering her soft light...
children of the moon revels gleefully bathing in thy shimmering light...
-lcr03012010-

somnolence lead me to sandman's realm...
guide me to the flimsy web of dreamland...
dip me into the soothing waters of oblivion...
adieu to the living world for a wee bit of time...
-lcr02252010-

still faded sentiments...

from an old blog site...

Friday, February 16, 2007

... is it in the season... when the ivory sheen of the cat has to turn to a lackluster black?, every night she looks longingly to the waning moon... must there be remaining nine lives? must she suffer death each time or can she just skip it all at once... each night the moon looks distant... until the night turned to pitch black just like the bleak coat that envelopes her now... to the naked eye the dark feline does not exist...what kept her waiting in the dark? - el gata negra - jan.18,2007 ... a flock of angels may have been cradling me unbeknownst but i cannot feel comfort for the numbness in my veins... the phantom that haunts my dreams is getting strong even in my wakefulness i can feel its clutch... in silence i was crying out to an angel in deep slumber... -- a wraith in the abyss -- feb.16,2007 ... a blessing or a curse... that i can only write in blood... why does misery fuels creativity - ironic... tears as an ink to my pen...

faded sentiments...

somnolemces... takin a dip into the abyssmal nothingness...

... old habits die hard.

-- there are waking moments and fleeting thoughts that automatically pops up... in between alpha and delta... in that twilight zone between wakefulness and somnolence...a state where a split second is eternal and eternity melts into a split second rushing to the present now... sigghsss...in those fleeting moments i still feel the same feeling i still utter those wordless thoughts and i still caught myself smiling till the moment i wake up realizing it was just all a dream and then reality bites an invisible scar...

-lcr- from a faded memory

old inks...

After the fall and the veil shroud the spark
Chaos and confusion veiled thy light
When the outside world offered no solace
How I wished I cease to exist
I retreat within the depths of my psyche
Sanctum sanctorum, my asylum
I have found within what I’ve been seeking without
And so my journey begins
Towards the center of love
And into the light...
-lcr- from a long time ago

Moonlight-Yiruma

selene...

now i lay my head to rest...
i will close my eyes while the moon watches over...
i will sleep in ephemeral oblivion blanketed by the shimmering moonlight...
-lcr02232010-