Namaste' !!!

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

Wednesday, June 6, 2012


Some believe it to be an illusion;
an unimaginable intrusion… of the mind, if willed
I call it…unleashed power within.
magnetic attractions of negative & positive flows….
Magik is.
When it’s taken you,
…in love makin’ to…the places…
 foreign to hot steamin’ bods
Imaginenations when souls synthesize
and forms evaporate
When Her love powerlifts life’s burdens
There is none but you and me
One.  Sole.
One Soul
Some say its trickery
those don’t possess the magik key
Of vaporizing your fears, caressing your worries, gent-kissing softly, whispering your pain into obliviousness, neckling you mindless of blues, into clues of nothingness, but me and you
It’s true.
Let me take you…
To magik- if you dare
….let me
Wash your tired back-ache free….
If only for Our rare moments of peace
interlacing Our souls
like grandma’s soft, moist, chocolate-chip batter concoction
Together- soul matter
soul and mind are all that matter
In the midst of our imperial hearts interfusion
we’ll make soul love magik
making lies truths
nonbelievers into apprehenders
My beloved…some call it phantasy
If so, I say come ride with me
Let me show you what I hold
Come into my ancient bejeweled within
Come inside my matrix magik fold
I’ll take you places dreams dream of
into and out of worlds of Our erotism
Flying eagles- We
On Our Own alchemy
Sensitivemotional and delicate touches
transforming into only “One”Self
Head over hill thrills, authoring spirit shivers, belly thrillers, and toe ticklers
All “One” can do is dissolve into realness
And we’re giddy kids soul dripping, like popsicles on a blistering summer day
Anxiety barely containing us ‘til “again”
And we know the truth
Phantasy magik is not
Or is it, as we?
Sole. Souls in Love
One. Magik in Love
Love Magik

© LeTisha.Bowie 5/31/2012