A wild women's search
for Love

When you are in love with
wild woman you are in love with
twin souls. The wild woman
has an outer answer and inner
answer,that you must always
understand.

She looks for a mate with blind
eyes. She feels your compassion,your
devotion, your loyalty, your insight ,your kindness,
your ability to be concerned for her and your
ability to care for yourself.

She embraces you because of your ability
to learn and your capability to be curious
about how things work. She knows you can open and close.

She needs a mate who is capable of being strong
yet sensitive. Your strength is like a tree unbending
and flexible. You are capable of sensitivity,and have ability
too see around you and you are awakened.

She is in search for one who feels pain when she hurts them
and shows it and has ability to be sorry when they hurt her.
She does not want someone who gives up on her and shows no emotion.
You have ability to feel pain and see pain.

She needs someone who has an inner life,
who has love for something. A passion
and creative life.

She wants someone who shares values and she wants
to create memories good and bad. She needs to
share something deep an meaningful with you.

She wants someone who has similar values and a need
for roots and wants to share that. She wants alleviate
friction and have the pragmatics.

She needs someone with compassion and who can listen and
share communally in conversation. Someone who wants discover
an internal harmony together.

She wants someone who can laugh at themselves and assists
her to see the humour in herself. Who knows how to stop and
argument in mid sentence.

She wants a partnership which can over look faults and withstand
differences and quirks.

She needs a person who is her friend and lover.
A person who does not separate the two but integrates
love and friendship into one.

She must choose a person who makes her life bigger
not smaller.

This is the love a wild woman is looking for.
a love that is strong and true.

Karma sage

Paradise found in a Greenhouse

It is a sanctity of green.
There is breeze of liquid life
pulsating in the air.

I am surrounded by layers
of unlimited energy.
There are moist droplets of
sunshine lingering in the air.
It feels like the cool mist
generated by a waterfall,coolly
misting your face.

There is visual symphony
of breathtaking shades of green.
Vibrant notes of island colours
splashing a visual canvas.

The vision is like poetry, in motion.
It captivates your every sense.
I am engulfed with its beauty and purity.
It is literally a rainbow of greens created
by god. With delicate bright blooms that evoke
angel wings and fairy dust. Small and majestic
miracles surround me.

Each piece of foilage is like masterpiece.
The breathtaking shades of green paint
an exhilatering sensation of peace.
The vibrant blooms electrify a sensual
release of joy.

It is like the soulful moment at the
first light of dawn.
It is like being baptised in ocean waves.
It is the exhileration one feels when
they experience love for the first time.

I am energized by the peace and purity.
I am transported to paradise.

Karmasage

It seems we can never give up longing and wishing while were thoroughly alive. There are things we feel to be beautiful and good, and we must hunger for them. George Elliot

Love is that enevitable state that knows know envy or vanity,only empathy to be greater than onself.

Some people never say the words " I love You". It's not their style to be so bold. Some people never say those words" I love you" cause like a child they are longing to be told. unknowen

My feelings for you shame me into silence.
The truth of this and your name will never be revealed.
It is you who has made me realize the failure of my life.
The thought of you feels me with longing at the same time
a burning humiliation, that produces scar tissue and dead brain cells.
Your existence mocks me and I am unable to confront this.
You have know idea of any of this. None of this is your fault it is completely with me.
It is you who makes me see what I really am.
I am weak and out of touch with myself.
Henry Rollins

There is immense painful longing for a broader, fuller, more coherent,more comprehensive of what we humans are,who we are and what life is for. Saul Bellow

Longing for me...

I thought I knew who I was.

Only to discover I was lost.

I got lost in someone else.

I forgot about me.

I let them fill me up with
their importance.

I however forgot the
importance of
me.

I let them become a kind
of everything, and than
I woke up and could not find me.

They nurtured and would not let go
when I did not trust.

They probed and tested.

They challenged.

They manipulated and tried to mold
like a piece a clay.

They often interrogated me.

Are they just a mirror reflection of me?

An outer voice to remind me who I am meant
to really be.

Who really knows who they are meant to be to me.

All I know is I am reminded of who I am to me!

Karma sage

Longing...

I long to be held with a pure heart.
To be cherished by a rare soul
whose fingertips trace my scars
with care.

I long for the person who embraces
my bruised heart with the fragility
of soft whispering feathers.

I long for a person to hold me
like the water molecules,during a hot bath.
Not unlike,their touch upon my skin, and when
heat of their touch lingers.

I long for the natural way I feel when I
curve against their body.
Like smooth silk,and soft embers.
Like a soft buzz of electrical harmony.

I long for their aroma,their cool
clean breeze of musk and emotion.
The aroma of passion and purity.

I long for their exploration of
my body , mind, and spirit. I
long for my moments of exploration
of their every being.

I long for memories that remind us
of what were capable to be.

I long to show my love,
...to get lost in love.

karmasage

Longing For...

Were all longing for something.
Generally we do not know what it is!
Usually it is something intangible.
Maybe something we wish existed.

I long for someone who,
does not,appear to exist.
A Person who is there for me
and I can be there for them.
A Person who is not afraid to
show all of who they are.
A person who does not hide
and retreat.

I long for a heart that knows mine.
I long for a hear that trusts.
I long for something simple, not filled
with games.

I thought I found it, but moments when I
need to be loved lately they tell me nothing.
I tell them I miss them , they say
nothing.
Maybe it is I am only hearing the times
when they do not say anything rather than
when they do.

This Person keeps you off balance one moment
they tell you are soul mates.
Next moment your a friend and they love you.
Sometimes they ask, can it not be both.

I will admit to not trusting love.
I will admit to being stubborn to love.
I will admit to making mistakes in love.
I will admit to confusion when it comes to love.
I will admit to not understanding the way some people love.

I admit that when I love you
I am loyal, I would be the person you
could count on to be there for you.
What concerns you matters to me.
When I love you, I love with all my heart.

When you hurt my core,I will stop loving.
I will not tolerate being unloved,
used, or abused.
I will not tolerate empty words or promises
that never materialize.

I can admit to being unloving,and stubborn.
Usually it is times when I feel unloved by
you.
When you know what is needed and you
withhold.

We all are preoccupied
with jobs, business and dreams;
and take for granted matters
the of our heart.
We forget that when our world
turns upside down,we will find
whose hearts we nurtured with care.
Those who we did not,may not be there.

Longing comes to exist when you
stop recognizing what you have
and when you start losing your
yourself and love.

karmasage

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

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

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 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

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

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

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

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

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

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