"To me the worse thing about not having my voice, is the inability to sing." ~Urth
I've been sick a few weeks, and very hoarse for two.......
Feeling better today, but still sounding like I have a "frog in my throat," like my uncle says.....
I've realized and absorbed over the last two weeks that I can go with talking less.....I actually have more time to meditate, think and focus.....the thing is to remain focused on positivity and elevation........
It is now, that I realize, "To me the worse thing about not having my voice, is the inability to sing."
I can paint, draw, sketch..... in peace...listen to the music the I love so, but the deep joy I have of the vibrations of various notes and stanzas from my soul. is what I miss the most.
The joy of my own song.
Eye'm so Grateful for all Who have taken Your time to share You, Your spiritual strengths, seekings, & connections with me. Eye have implanted Myself... on my all too-long awaited endeavor, to follow My passions of growth & upRising of mySelf. .....My Art, Poetic Expressions, & Spirit.... they express All things from withIn..... (As eye began to allow MySelf to see again through "Spirit"- Eye've awakened & been freed, again!!!) Connected to One Creator, Creatress, Lover & Guidess off All & All Necessary..... of All=Being......Of All Created & suppressed. Eye pray that as eye grow, you will also, & that You may gain consciousness, Insight, love, peace, growth & light, in Our space... Here at Urth & Earth & In Your lives.....
Peace, Light, Love & Wisdom
Peace, Light, Love & Wisdom
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Monday, December 12, 2011
Mind Games by Urth Eagle Mind Games It’s no illusion, This confusion taking control; I feel I’m losing, I find no solutions, No progression…. Are there a suggestion, you can give me, for life’s refusal of deliverance? I’m assuming that it is my mission to be strong….. Overcome….. This progressing confusion…. This depressing illusion, of what I should be What should I do? Should I go on and continue the guessing game, Testing my depression? Do I eventually? Will I, overcome, what it is I’m wishing for? A Blessing. It’s complicated. Is it complicated? Yes. But, I’m determined to proceed in this elevation. Elevating my mind….hoping to achieve a higher education… Some stimulation to bring me to the light of my existence; Sight is so blurry, in my vision now, I see no way ahead, yet I know life is war, to survive…. The fullness of my heart…..my soul…. It’s at its peak I will overcome this oppression!…. depression!…. Anxiety. Grief. I’m weak…. Relief? That’s what I need. Am I unappreciative of the persistent assistance, from those who care? No. Yet I feel I’m a leach and deliverance seems so far beyond reach…. But, It can be accomplished! It’s just a cloudy path now…. To get passed this pain, before insanity seeps into my being! Freedom is my dream! Freedom from life’s pain!……..pain in my screaming Spirit is My Aim!! I don’t take who I can become in vain, I’m just tired of the games of men….of sin…. Will things ever be the same? No…not the same. Normal? Oh!!! My brain….the ache of wishing for my own fame….my dreams…goals… They are mine to have….it is time for my light to shine…to share Men, games, shame- My heart will never be the same….. Constant struggle seems wrong, yet it has made me oh so strong Now I have a story…..I have songs. Life ain’t all that long….. Betta’ get a quick grip! Go! Go out and make your own. Shit happens. Get up! Move! Ain’t nothing in life free. Work . Struggle. You were born to overcome! ……..the mind games ©Copyright LeTisha.Bowie 2011 ~Urth Eagle
Gain Thru Pain by Urth Eagle (Spoken sometimes altered tad bit from actual poetry) “Gain Thru Pain” I can't stop crying, she said, I'm gonna exit this place I won't return, the heartache has been like mace in my face The ones I think are closest to heart they are so remote I just sit....I cry... how do I make this mess work? I pray & believe that life will get better yet each day i awake to the same distress of yester I refuse to turn back I'm unwilling to fail and when I leave for my gain I will leave all this hell I'm claiming what's mine! I know I have an inheritance..... of Happiness!! of Peace!!! of Power that's divine!!!! I will seek it! I will find it!! what is for me will be!!! Yes, tonight full of sorrow I'm sure so too on morrow But! I Will! retreive the best of my worst!!!! gain my crown!!!! gain my due!!!! tears of pain for now, one day will be done. -LeTisha Bowie 9/22/10
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
“The Penny Rocker”
Rocking the day by;
I rock, counting my pennies,
Trying to figure a mechanism;
Turn “them” into nickels, dimes, quarters;
Parallelism- rocker, pennies, life, & I
Recognizing & immersing the beauty….
The riches money can’t measure…
Inhaling the trueness….the miraculousness of existence…
Of my milieu
& I rock.
Copyright © 11/2011 LeTisha.Bowie
Monday, December 5, 2011
Saturday, December 3, 2011
It is who I am. It is my birthright!
butt’s all getting’ bigger;
Ignored the lives carried, throughout My life;
Body transformations you see?
Yes. The obvious, it is that you observe.
My Soul's Love’s reflections, you’ve neglected;
-I’m determined to focus on elevating My Mind’s Intellect.
Penetrating the always transforming, exterior visuals you depreciate;
pushing….advancing…enduring in life……I stand.
spine of alloy……I stand.
consistent with My conviction to learn more of Me! I stand!
eliminating callowness that surrounds me;
trimming physical and mental weight simultaneously,
Knowing your thoughts are simple,
Yet if allowed, your words severe……
As you’re viewing my exterior transformations, intellectually at halt
My mental revelations ….my emergence will have surpassed you
All along, as Life sets Her Mastery Scene
My soul….My heart…. It had incessantly remained
Ever-growing, but always reserving Her same love;
With all you perceived with your eyes,
Deep within My Heart’s Soul, my loe, still rested
Eye Content as Am….happily black, bushy, & thick;
I am, as well, renewed and lighter in all ways
How? Now, do you ask me to accept your stipulated love?
There are no stipulations in love
Love gives, unconditionally
Love pours, like an overflowing tub of warm peppermint bath
Love feels, like warm coconut milk overflowing beautiful, brown smoothness
Love’s touch is your flesh….my flesh…..which, is no longer he and she, but we
Love is not 2 but, the connection of Souls, who have become “One”
Love is the part of Souls that is The Over-comer of the hell that life presents,
Giving Lovers the strength to carry on….!!
Love Just Is!!
True love “cannot” transform to stipulations.
True Love can not only transform stipulations,
She makes them non-existent.
© LeTisha.Bowie “Urth Eagle” 12/2011