How do we love?
You give love,you take it away.
You misuse love!
You say it, do you mean it?
Do you borrow love?
Do you carry backup love?
Do you push away love?
Do you withhold love and
leave people hostage?
Do you really trust love?
When did love become so jaded
so impure!
I thought we were all born to be loved.
To experience an extraordinary love.
To find path to a rare sweet love.
To find love that is true.
Maybe some of us are meant
to learn how to love.
Or to find a freedom to love.
Or find a way to accept love.
Or a path to self love.
Or not to fear love.
All I know for sure, is we all
desire to be loved.
To find someone who sees us,
accepts us,and knows us.
Someone who is brave enough
to love us.
karma sage
KARMA
Limetree Garden: Where mysteries unfold.
Sunday, May 09, 2010
A Mother Gone
It is distance memory when
you held me when I was fagile.
I wonder if you wished you had
made different plans.
I wonder if was too much.
Too complicated, you had no time to
discover you.
I sit here and wonder today, did
I ever have mother because it
has been so long.
I no longer plan mother's day
for you.
You have become a stranger to me,
so the celebrations have become
void.
On Mother's day I still feel
like I should be celebrating
someone or something.
Perhaps I should I celebrate
all the women
who continue to be mothers.
It maybe I should celebrate
all the motherless children's bravery.
It maybe that each one of us who has
lost their mother; had her long enough
to move alone.
Or a group of women who continued
to hold me up when you were gone.
But like you they are gone too.
For a time I felt you around
me.
Perhaps you were
trying to make ammends
for leaving too soon.
So I sit here wondering what
to celebrate, today.
A mother,I miss.
Perhaps a celebration of
letting go.
Karma Sage
It is distance memory when
you held me when I was fagile.
I wonder if you wished you had
made different plans.
I wonder if was too much.
Too complicated, you had no time to
discover you.
I sit here and wonder today, did
I ever have mother because it
has been so long.
I no longer plan mother's day
for you.
You have become a stranger to me,
so the celebrations have become
void.
On Mother's day I still feel
like I should be celebrating
someone or something.
Perhaps I should I celebrate
all the women
who continue to be mothers.
It maybe I should celebrate
all the motherless children's bravery.
It maybe that each one of us who has
lost their mother; had her long enough
to move alone.
Or a group of women who continued
to hold me up when you were gone.
But like you they are gone too.
For a time I felt you around
me.
Perhaps you were
trying to make ammends
for leaving too soon.
So I sit here wondering what
to celebrate, today.
A mother,I miss.
Perhaps a celebration of
letting go.
Karma Sage
Saturday, May 08, 2010
A Brilliant Day
The horizon holds an awesome
golden haze.
With bright burnt splashes of
sunflower yellow.
A deep blue sky peeks through
the sunbursts of iridescence gold.
The trees above are like a triumphant
blanket of comfort.
The majestic glittering play of light;
peaks through the canopy
like stars at night.
I think this could be a small piece
of heaven.
A breathtaking exhaling of natures true
beauty.
A moment of glorious beauty!
Like a gods palm reaching down
and emptying peace upon a storm.
Karma Sage
The horizon holds an awesome
golden haze.
With bright burnt splashes of
sunflower yellow.
A deep blue sky peeks through
the sunbursts of iridescence gold.
The trees above are like a triumphant
blanket of comfort.
The majestic glittering play of light;
peaks through the canopy
like stars at night.
I think this could be a small piece
of heaven.
A breathtaking exhaling of natures true
beauty.
A moment of glorious beauty!
Like a gods palm reaching down
and emptying peace upon a storm.
Karma Sage
The Pureness of the Ordinary
Sometimes we hide
in hope of disappearing.
We drift into a pool
of pain.
We numb ourselves in the
so-called delectables' of life.
We try to fill up the pain
with empty moments of emotions.
We search for the adventure that
life promises.
We seek out love in prophets, and
promises of others.
We are tempted and tantalized
by the possibilities that life
holds more.
We constantly hope for more.
We dream of more.
When the more does not
materialize, we start
to disappear.
And the merry-go-round
continues.
It is hard to recognize
the beauty in the ordinary.
The sanctity in the purity
of peace.
The love that is possible from
sitting under a tree, and being embraced
and held by its roots.
The elevation one feels
from the shelter
from its branches and leaves,
it is like blanket of hope.
Love, richness,and
abundance can be found
truly in the ordinary.
The more can be lost in
the search of adventure
and unrequited passion.
Karma Sage
Sometimes we hide
in hope of disappearing.
We drift into a pool
of pain.
We numb ourselves in the
so-called delectables' of life.
We try to fill up the pain
with empty moments of emotions.
We search for the adventure that
life promises.
We seek out love in prophets, and
promises of others.
We are tempted and tantalized
by the possibilities that life
holds more.
We constantly hope for more.
We dream of more.
When the more does not
materialize, we start
to disappear.
And the merry-go-round
continues.
It is hard to recognize
the beauty in the ordinary.
The sanctity in the purity
of peace.
The love that is possible from
sitting under a tree, and being embraced
and held by its roots.
The elevation one feels
from the shelter
from its branches and leaves,
it is like blanket of hope.
Love, richness,and
abundance can be found
truly in the ordinary.
The more can be lost in
the search of adventure
and unrequited passion.
Karma Sage
Saturday, May 01, 2010
A Journey to Love
They say I was created in love.
Deep inside me,I know the only
true expression of me, is love.
I have discovered love in many
configurations.
I have been the giver where I
felt spent.
For a moment I thought I was entitled
to all the love.
There were many a relationship that were
brief, where I did not give or receive.
Fear did not allow me to share any parts
of me.
I avoided love; cause love brought
pain.
There is a kind love; I long for.
A love so fulfilling it feels like
heaven.
A love that is based on mutual giving,
and receiving. Filled with respect,
and honesty. With a seductive set of
boundaries.
My life long journey has been
to learn to love and be loved.
I am tempted to settle for;
an any kind of love.
But my soul wins out!
And I continue to search out,
that rare kind of Love.
I am searching for Love
that is filled with pure
light. A love where one
finds what they desire
most.
A love injected with a
splash of passion, generosity,
compassion, and tenacity.
Perhaps it is love unreal
but it is a soulful love.
Karmasage
They say I was created in love.
Deep inside me,I know the only
true expression of me, is love.
I have discovered love in many
configurations.
I have been the giver where I
felt spent.
For a moment I thought I was entitled
to all the love.
There were many a relationship that were
brief, where I did not give or receive.
Fear did not allow me to share any parts
of me.
I avoided love; cause love brought
pain.
There is a kind love; I long for.
A love so fulfilling it feels like
heaven.
A love that is based on mutual giving,
and receiving. Filled with respect,
and honesty. With a seductive set of
boundaries.
My life long journey has been
to learn to love and be loved.
I am tempted to settle for;
an any kind of love.
But my soul wins out!
And I continue to search out,
that rare kind of Love.
I am searching for Love
that is filled with pure
light. A love where one
finds what they desire
most.
A love injected with a
splash of passion, generosity,
compassion, and tenacity.
Perhaps it is love unreal
but it is a soulful love.
Karmasage
Like Roots of Tree
I sometimes feel the magnitude
of my roots flowing out the
base of my feet.
Most of the time my roots seem
severed and indistinguishable.
I expect to feel solid but feel
uprooted.
I expect the roots to lead me to you,
to remind me of who you were.
But the roots have entangled and
are a mystery.
If I was to dig and unearth the roots
would I be able to unravel the puzzle?
These roots should be organic and
not misleading.
These roots bind me to a memory
of who I have been.
These very same roots could expedite
who I am meant to be.
I clutch and caress these roots
at the very same time.
In hope of mastering a comprehension,
with some divine intervention.
These roots tempt me and provoke me.
If the roots disappeared, I to would
seize to exist.
So my roots will continue to unravel
paving the way to complex enlightenment.
Karma sage
I sometimes feel the magnitude
of my roots flowing out the
base of my feet.
Most of the time my roots seem
severed and indistinguishable.
I expect to feel solid but feel
uprooted.
I expect the roots to lead me to you,
to remind me of who you were.
But the roots have entangled and
are a mystery.
If I was to dig and unearth the roots
would I be able to unravel the puzzle?
These roots should be organic and
not misleading.
These roots bind me to a memory
of who I have been.
These very same roots could expedite
who I am meant to be.
I clutch and caress these roots
at the very same time.
In hope of mastering a comprehension,
with some divine intervention.
These roots tempt me and provoke me.
If the roots disappeared, I to would
seize to exist.
So my roots will continue to unravel
paving the way to complex enlightenment.
Karma sage
Friday, April 30, 2010
Finding your soul
I thought I was searching.
Really I was stumbling!
I was on a journey to find
you.
To find the love that I
lost for you.
I have been standing and waiting
for someone to love you.
Waiting for the love I denied you.
I have been waiting for
a kindness from heaven.
A rare revelation with,
an angelic touch.
My salvation is in finding
my love for you.
I will embrace you,and I will
finally love you.
karmasage
I thought I was searching.
Really I was stumbling!
I was on a journey to find
you.
To find the love that I
lost for you.
I have been standing and waiting
for someone to love you.
Waiting for the love I denied you.
I have been waiting for
a kindness from heaven.
A rare revelation with,
an angelic touch.
My salvation is in finding
my love for you.
I will embrace you,and I will
finally love you.
karmasage
Rebirth
The rain is pounding hard
against the window.
It is remnant to how
life beats us down.
The raindrops are washing
away, like my dreams.
The rain and wind are
swirling and dancing
entertaining rebirth.
The rain is hitting
the roof like an unruly
wake up call.
I am feeling baptized
by the moisture in the air.
The dampness embraces
my fragile longing.
I feel chilled and urning
for a complete love.
The rain is altering me
and exposing me, and amazing me.
The droplets are washing away
my fears.
Their is a mist of hope,transpiring.
karma sage
The rain is pounding hard
against the window.
It is remnant to how
life beats us down.
The raindrops are washing
away, like my dreams.
The rain and wind are
swirling and dancing
entertaining rebirth.
The rain is hitting
the roof like an unruly
wake up call.
I am feeling baptized
by the moisture in the air.
The dampness embraces
my fragile longing.
I feel chilled and urning
for a complete love.
The rain is altering me
and exposing me, and amazing me.
The droplets are washing away
my fears.
Their is a mist of hope,transpiring.
karma sage
Sway
The wind is blowing me about,
I can hardly breath.
I feel a disarray,I feel
like my spirit could take
flight.
I may disappear into the
dark windy night.
I feel alone with the breeze,
it disorganizes my thoughts.
I feel twisted, unraveled,
and fragile.
The wind makes me feel
disorientated and confused.
The wind should make me feel
free and wild.
However it makes me feel like I
am coming apart.
I can not hold on, I feel frayed
and uprooted.
The space between my soul
and my body,is floating away
like cloud.
I can not hold on,I must be
slowly coming undone.
No time to think,everything
is swirling.
I feel like a twister,my thoughts
discombobulated.
No freedom, no roots,no containment,
only fragility.
karma sage
The wind is blowing me about,
I can hardly breath.
I feel a disarray,I feel
like my spirit could take
flight.
I may disappear into the
dark windy night.
I feel alone with the breeze,
it disorganizes my thoughts.
I feel twisted, unraveled,
and fragile.
The wind makes me feel
disorientated and confused.
The wind should make me feel
free and wild.
However it makes me feel like I
am coming apart.
I can not hold on, I feel frayed
and uprooted.
The space between my soul
and my body,is floating away
like cloud.
I can not hold on,I must be
slowly coming undone.
No time to think,everything
is swirling.
I feel like a twister,my thoughts
discombobulated.
No freedom, no roots,no containment,
only fragility.
karma sage
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
A Rare Love... is waiting.
There is a sacred child in this
world that is your responsibility.
An innocent spirit that is yours
to nurture.
Their care is your journey to embrace.
They are the children with unimaginable strength,
incredible courage, and undefinable hope.
They are the children alone in this
world facing incredible odds.
Every person who thinks they are not parent,has
a potential child waiting for them,wishing for them,
and needing love.
Karma sage
There is a sacred child in this
world that is your responsibility.
An innocent spirit that is yours
to nurture.
Their care is your journey to embrace.
They are the children with unimaginable strength,
incredible courage, and undefinable hope.
They are the children alone in this
world facing incredible odds.
Every person who thinks they are not parent,has
a potential child waiting for them,wishing for them,
and needing love.
Karma sage
Wise Woman
I have feral quality ,
that pulses through me.
At times I am unaware of
of this strength.
When things become difficult
this quality breathes deep
inside me.
Even when people you love,
let you down; rob you
and relinquish their love.
This is when you are
transported.
to your inner power.
So strong,so loving,
so determined, and so embracing.
A love that can only be marketed
by your soul and all knowing higher
Power.
A Love; filled with clarity, a wisdom
unclaimed, with trusting capability
that is undeniable.
This ferocious force assists you in
recognising the most precious parts
of yourself, the parts not recognised
or revealed to others at first sight.
Although this gift is not apparent
everyday it is like a burning ember,
that remains when a fire is extinguished.
It pulsates and breathes an undying will
that is ever present. Filled with a deep
intuitive nature, a reminder of your innate
qualities, and blessed being.
It carries with you a deja vu of who
you really are and who you are capable
of being.
Karmasage
I have feral quality ,
that pulses through me.
At times I am unaware of
of this strength.
When things become difficult
this quality breathes deep
inside me.
Even when people you love,
let you down; rob you
and relinquish their love.
This is when you are
transported.
to your inner power.
So strong,so loving,
so determined, and so embracing.
A love that can only be marketed
by your soul and all knowing higher
Power.
A Love; filled with clarity, a wisdom
unclaimed, with trusting capability
that is undeniable.
This ferocious force assists you in
recognising the most precious parts
of yourself, the parts not recognised
or revealed to others at first sight.
Although this gift is not apparent
everyday it is like a burning ember,
that remains when a fire is extinguished.
It pulsates and breathes an undying will
that is ever present. Filled with a deep
intuitive nature, a reminder of your innate
qualities, and blessed being.
It carries with you a deja vu of who
you really are and who you are capable
of being.
Karmasage
Monday, April 19, 2010
If I WAS
If I was brave!
I would by a ticket to Africa
and drum to the rhythm night.
If I was brave!
I would sing out all that is in my heart.
If I was brave!
I would take an adventure alone
to reveal my own soul.
If I was brave!
I would embrace all that I love.
If I was brave!
I would sky dive!
If I was brave I would reclaim my dreams!
If I was brave I would live more
for me.
If I was brave!
I would not wait to share these things.
I would just live for me!
Karma sage
If I was brave!
I would by a ticket to Africa
and drum to the rhythm night.
If I was brave!
I would sing out all that is in my heart.
If I was brave!
I would take an adventure alone
to reveal my own soul.
If I was brave!
I would embrace all that I love.
If I was brave!
I would sky dive!
If I was brave I would reclaim my dreams!
If I was brave I would live more
for me.
If I was brave!
I would not wait to share these things.
I would just live for me!
Karma sage
Sunday, April 18, 2010
A self fulfilling prophecy
He is Lost!
He can not find you!
He can not reach you
cause you see your own pain!
You want to love him!
You lose your patience
in his confusion.
You misinterpret
his pandemonium as rejection.
You are holding your breath
cause your waiting for him
to hurt you!
You want him to express himself
but you have deaf ears, and things
get lost in translation.
LoVe is like a labyrinth
trying to connect and find
their way to the center.
kArmA Sage
He is Lost!
He can not find you!
He can not reach you
cause you see your own pain!
You want to love him!
You lose your patience
in his confusion.
You misinterpret
his pandemonium as rejection.
You are holding your breath
cause your waiting for him
to hurt you!
You want him to express himself
but you have deaf ears, and things
get lost in translation.
LoVe is like a labyrinth
trying to connect and find
their way to the center.
kArmA Sage
Anger
An explosion of hurt.
A bruised heart.
A combustion of hateful words.
A desire to wound a spirit.
An erruption of frustation.
A momentary loss of love.
A sharing of the burden of hurt.
Misunderstandings gone wrong.
Reverberation of rejection.
A lack of comunication.
A thunderous attack.
A retalilation.
A loss a patience.
Attack and retreat.
A momentary loss of sanity.
A rejection for compassion.
The refusal to embrace love!
Karma Sage
An explosion of hurt.
A bruised heart.
A combustion of hateful words.
A desire to wound a spirit.
An erruption of frustation.
A momentary loss of love.
A sharing of the burden of hurt.
Misunderstandings gone wrong.
Reverberation of rejection.
A lack of comunication.
A thunderous attack.
A retalilation.
A loss a patience.
Attack and retreat.
A momentary loss of sanity.
A rejection for compassion.
The refusal to embrace love!
Karma Sage
Small Embraces
A phone call from a friend.
A great memory from the past.
The sun on your face on a warm sunny day.
A great song on the radio.
The love from a furry friend
Strawberries and cream.
Laughing till you burst.
The smell of fresh cut grass.
A dream of someone you love.
The smell of fresh coffee in the morning.
A smile from a stranger.
A small accomplishment.
A moment of pure bliss.
A reminder that life can be joyful.
A suprise from someone far away.
Moment of calm in turmoil.
A piece of quiet in nature.
A connection you feel to someone who has drifted away.
A loss of fear.
Words of wisdom from above.
All these are small embraces
that remind you that you are loved from above.
KARMA SAGE
A phone call from a friend.
A great memory from the past.
The sun on your face on a warm sunny day.
A great song on the radio.
The love from a furry friend
Strawberries and cream.
Laughing till you burst.
The smell of fresh cut grass.
A dream of someone you love.
The smell of fresh coffee in the morning.
A smile from a stranger.
A small accomplishment.
A moment of pure bliss.
A reminder that life can be joyful.
A suprise from someone far away.
Moment of calm in turmoil.
A piece of quiet in nature.
A connection you feel to someone who has drifted away.
A loss of fear.
Words of wisdom from above.
All these are small embraces
that remind you that you are loved from above.
KARMA SAGE
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Giving up
When "I love you" are just words with no meaning.
When someones words rip you apart.
When someone does not hear how they have hurt you.
When you do not know where to find forgiveness.
When you look and your love letters and they have lost their love.
When logic replaces Love.
When love keeps walking away.
When love cannot find its way.
When words your mine...turn to... bail and run.
This is giving up on love.
Karma sage
When "I love you" are just words with no meaning.
When someones words rip you apart.
When someone does not hear how they have hurt you.
When you do not know where to find forgiveness.
When you look and your love letters and they have lost their love.
When logic replaces Love.
When love keeps walking away.
When love cannot find its way.
When words your mine...turn to... bail and run.
This is giving up on love.
Karma sage
Friday, April 16, 2010
Sunday, April 11, 2010
A Prayer
Refuse to fall down.
If you cannot refuse to fall down'
refuse to stay down.
If you cannot refuse to stay down,
lift your heart towards heaven,
and like a hungry beggar,
ask that it be filled,
and it will be filled.
You may be pushed down.
You may be kept from rising.
But no one can keep you from lifting your heart
towards heaven--
only you.
It is in the middle of misery
that so much becomes clear.
The one who says nothing good
came of this,
is not yet listening.
Clarrisa Pinkola Estes
Refuse to fall down.
If you cannot refuse to fall down'
refuse to stay down.
If you cannot refuse to stay down,
lift your heart towards heaven,
and like a hungry beggar,
ask that it be filled,
and it will be filled.
You may be pushed down.
You may be kept from rising.
But no one can keep you from lifting your heart
towards heaven--
only you.
It is in the middle of misery
that so much becomes clear.
The one who says nothing good
came of this,
is not yet listening.
Clarrisa Pinkola Estes
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