Poetry

The Invitation by Oriah

It doesn’t interest me
what you do for a living.
I want to know
what you ache for
and if you dare to dream
of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me
how old you are.
I want to know
if you will risk
looking like a fool
for love
for your dream
for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn’t interest me
what planets are
squaring your moon…
I want to know
if you have touched
the centre of your own sorrow
if you have been opened
by life’s betrayals
or have become shrivelled and closed
from fear of further pain.

I want to know
if you can sit with pain
mine or your own
without moving to hide it
or fade it
or fix it.

I want to know
if you can be with joy
mine or your own
if you can dance with wildness
and let the ecstasy fill you
to the tips of your fingers and toes
without cautioning us
to be careful
to be realistic
to remember the limitations
of being human.

It doesn’t interest me
if the story you are telling me
is true.
I want to know if you can
disappoint another
to be true to yourself.
If you can bear
the accusation of betrayal
and not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless
and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see Beauty
even when it is not pretty
every day.
And if you can source your own life
from its presence.

I want to know
if you can live with failure
yours and mine
and still stand at the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon,
“Yes.”

It doesn’t interest me
to know where you live
or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up
after the night of grief and despair
weary and bruised to the bone
and do what needs to be done
to feed the children.

It doesn’t interest me
who you know
or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand
in the centre of the fire
with me
and not shrink back.

It doesn’t interest me
where or what or with whom
you have studied.
I want to know
what sustains you
from the inside
when all else falls away.

I want to know
if you can be alone
with yourself
and if you truly like
the company you keep
in the empty moments.

By Oriah © Mountain Dreaming,
from the book The Invitation

The Other Me

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~LOVE~ a poem

My newest poem….

~LOVE~

Out of my mouth and into the air

I speak vibrations

Inhalations

My words fill your sense

My energy insatiable

Always wanting

LOVE

To give

To feel

To know

I am you and you me

We are

One

Two

Three

Four little letters all lined up in a row

LOVE

Making it’s way through the cosmos

And knocking at your door

It’s not something to be understood or captured

But to be enraptured

In our soul

LOVE

It is our truest divine nature

It’s power

Limited by the confines of words and

Human nature

To create it into what

We think it should be

How insane are we

LOVE

So many songs

Poems

Stories written

Because the vibration is that

EXPANSIVE

Ever lasting

Deep into our being

LOVE

Is the divine masculine and feminine

Intertwined and alive

Breathing

Being

In you and me

One human family

Four little letters all lined up in a row

LOVE

Is more then illusory

It is the passion that burns

In you and me

Dig deep

Without judgment or fear

And let the darkness disappear

Sweet love

Help shake us from our slumber

And awaken us into the hereafter

Let us ride your cosmic wave

Of bliss and ecstasy

Poetically

Collectively

Extraordinarily

LOVE

Has no judgments

Conditions or fears

Perfection

In it’s truest form

Just like you and me

So let go the mind chatter

Come along with me

As we shift and change

Into this new reality

Let fear go

And just

LOVE

From the depths of your soul

Out to the deepest cosmos

And trust

This is what

We are here for

Poetry

~Beacon~

~Beacon ~

I wished

FOR YOU

If only you had given me more time

But all you gave me was a flicker

Just a moment in time

A grain of sand

In the vast landscape of time

We are here for just

A heartbeat and then

A heartbeat

Our heartbeats go on and on but

Our lives are over in a moment that

Seem as though it was a lifetime

But when you look back on all the years

On all the tears

All the smiles and all the laughs

And think how it has all slipped away

It seems as it was just yesterday

You were reaching up for your mothers hand

No regrets

I don’t believe in them

But if I let you go I will have one regret in this lifetime

You have made an impact on my soul

You have moved me in ways that were soul altering

I can’t force you to feel what I feel

To know what I know

You have to take that journey on your own

All I can do is try and light your way

Stand firm in my belief and my knowing

Be a beacon of light for you in this dark and ugly world

And call upon my angels and my higher self

To help me shine my love light bright into your world

Poetry

IF YOU WANT TO CHANGE THE WORLD… LOVE A WOMAN

IF YOU WANT TO CHANGE THE WORLD… LOVE A WOMAN

If you want to change the world… love a woman-really love her.
Find the one who calls to your soul, who doesn’t make sense.
Throw away your check list and put your ear to her heart and listen.
Hear the names, the prayers, the songs of every living thing-
every winged one, every furry and scaled one,
every underground and underwater one, every green and flowering one,
every not yet born and dying one…
Hear their melancholy praises back to the One who gave them life.
If you haven’t heard your own name yet, you haven’t listened long enough.
If your eyes aren’t filled with tears, if you aren’t bowing at her feet,
you haven’t ever grieved having almost lost her.

If you want to change the world… love a woman-one woman
beyond yourself, beyond desire and reason,
beyond your male preferences for youth, beauty and variety
and all your superficial concepts of freedom.
We have given ourselves so many choices
we have forgotten that true liberation
comes from standing in the middle of the soul’s fire
and burning through our resistance to Love.
There is only one Goddess.
Look into Her eyes and see-really see
if she is the one to bring the axe to your head.
If not, walk away. Right now.
Don’t waste time “trying.”
Know that your decision has nothing to do with her
because ultimately it’s not with who,
but when we choose to surrender.

If you want to change the world… love a woman.
Love her for life-beyond your fear of death,
beyond your fear of being manipulated
by the Mother inside your head.
Don’t tell her you’re willing to die for her.
Say you’re willing to LIVE with her,
plant trees with her and watch them grow.
Be her hero by telling her how beautiful she is in her vulnerable majesty,
by helping her to remember every day that she IS Goddess
through your adoration and devotion.

If you want to change the world… love a woman
in all her faces, through all her seasons
and she will heal you of your schizophrenia-
your double-mindedness and half-heartedness
which keeps your Spirit and body separate-
which keeps you alone and always looking outside your Self
for something to make your life worth living.
There will always be another woman.
Soon the new shiny one will become the old dull one
and you’ll grow restless again, trading in women like cars,
trading in the Goddess for the latest object of your desire.
Man doesn’t need any more choices.
What man needs is Woman, the Way of the Feminine,
of Patience and Compassion, non-seeking, non-doing,
of breathing in one place and sinking deep intertwining roots
strong enough to hold the Earth together
while she shakes off the cement and steel from her skin.

If you want to change the world… love a woman, just one woman .
Love and protect her as if she is the last holy vessel.
Love her through her fear of abandonment
which she has been holding for all of humanity.
No, the wound is not hers to heal alone.
No, she is not weak in her codependence.

If you want to change the world… love a woman
all the way through
until she believes you,
until her instincts, her visions, her voice, her art, her passion,
her wildness have returned to her-
until she is a force of love more powerful
than all the political media demons who seek to devalue and destroy her.

If you want to change the world,
lay down your causes, your guns and protest signs.
Lay down your inner war, your righteous anger
and love a woman…
beyond all of your striving for greatness,
beyond your tenacious quest for enlightenment.
The holy grail stands before you
if you would only take her in your arms
and let go of searching for something beyond this intimacy.

What if peace is a dream which can only be re-membered
through the heart of Woman?
What if a man’s love for Woman, the Way of the Feminine
is the key to opening Her heart?

If you want to change the world…love a woman
to the depths of your shadow,
to the highest reaches of your Being,
back to the Garden where you first met her,
to the gateway of the rainbow realm
where you walk through together as Light as One,
to the point of no return,
to the ends and the beginning of a new Earth.

Lisa Citore