exchanges of power-filled, performed colloquies
screenplays, spoken words, poetical vibrations….
Resonating….
Energies & emotions…. individuality….
feeding souls,
of the Divine manifestations,
from withIn….
of love…pain…joy….sorrow…confusion…
evolution
all that thee gives & inhales,
kills & awakens….
In gifts, to givers,
for minds of reach-ers,
of seekers,
the non-sleepers,
who flow melodies,
from within the depths!
up the chest!
whispering & lifting in songs….
writers, visionaries, educators, education seekers,
leaders, readers, artists,
Us creators
…..Late nights
into the morn…..
awakened to the movements of Inner callings,
Inner cries…..
Of Us
of Them
We
& we move to the beats of Our many hearts….
Speak-Ing!
to bring! to carry! to execute!
fulfill!!
gifted…blessed arts infinite,
freeing ourSelves….
freeing Us
then night’s rest soon greets Us
if only while the star’s shine this night,
and we awaken
pouring life
into the seekers…. the hurt…. the lost….
the lovers….
& when we’ve exhausted it all for the moment…
we spit it…we sing it….we write it …
we flow it….
into existence
Into beIng…..to touch the Hearts & Souls
that we hear nor see,
yet the feel-ings….. are real
& we gift peace,
from Our gifts….
praying to uplift….
diverting in all ways… forms
to many hearts….souls….minds
working the internal crafts….
given to reflect light… to energize
my colloquy this morning comes at 2am
to my sibling Poetical Soldiers,
in all shapes, fashions & styles,
Uniquely,
who share my sleepless nights….
that we know it’s taken,
replaced with blessings,
for we are blessed,
by our Sisters & Brothers blessings,
freedoms of the unconsciously shackled,
the burdened….
for the universal love We share….
for all,
which may not be in our sight….
but in Our dark night we hold light….
still not knowing the all-power of its possession…..
as weariness sets in & my eyes finally grow tired,
I know Our rest will come in abundance,
as we answer the Inward cries…
with Our outward soul sharing….
Our universal love vibrations,
that we digest…
all that lay, take conception withIn Us….
We birth hope, courage & possibility…
….during these restless nights
& My Souls smiles,
as I turn out the light
© 11/26/12 LeTisha.Woods
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