No more…

By: Aliana Alani ©2017

You will forgive me if I say – no more.
Forgive me, perhaps, as I turn away
From this game you seem unable, or unwilling,
To leave behind.

I have stood watch over your thirst for conquest.
Soothed your wounds of battle with my tears.
Mourned your spirits passing, bodies left in the cold of dark.

Many times the heavens turned, showering love
Like fertile seeds within the winds of sorrow
Upon the fields of story – your story
That you seem unable, or unwilling, to leave behind.

Many times did you drink from their cup gladly,
Relishing the moment, healing, even gratefully,
Only then to forget, yes again.

I have come more times than you can possibly imagine
To speak for love instead of hate
To light the way for gentler tomorrows,
And still it continues.

So you will forgive me, perhaps,
If I say – no more.

No more will I lament your passing nor watch
Sweet souls tumble to a blood-strewn earth.
No more will I bury your bones within the stars of light
That you may come to your senses and remember.

This game of war is yours and yours alone.
The courage to peace, to change, lives within.
It has always been thus, but this time it is up to you.
For next time, beloveds, you will be on your own.

You will forgive me, perhaps.
I will not come again.

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If you are the grain…

©Aliana Alani 2017

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If you are the grain in the line in the sand,
And the sand is the dust of stars,
And the stars are the light in the dark of night,
The womb of the heart of all

Then ponder this, for it speaks to the true

That within the grain that you are
Lives the sand and the line, the dust of stars,
And their light shining bright in the dark of night,
The womb of the heart of all

That you are.

Behold…

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Behold,

How long it can often take
To build a dream into a reality,

And how little time is needed
To tear it all apart.

And what is left…

By: Aliana Alani ©2016

 

And so it is that friendships
come and go.
And memories that seemed etched in time
begin to fade.

The imports of a life no longer
weave their spells.
Their words and thoughts no longer
holding sway.

And what is left is to the
alchemist pure gold.
A plot of heaven midst a field
of fertile light.

One solitary note. One single chord.
Echoing throughout the endless
chambers of the
Eternal heart.

I cry…

I CRY…
By Aliana Alani ©2016

I cry for you, Italy.
I cry for us all.

And midst the flowing tears,
A seed is born, glowing.

A single note sung in three-part harmony.
A call of love – Amore.

It rides salty waves like a fearless warrior
that it might find fertile ground
within the folds of tomorrow.

 

A Poetry Moment…

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I Walk Alone                                            ©Aliana Alani 2016

I walk alone but am not lonely.
I flirt with stars that call my name.
Winds dance through the heathers
of my remembering and leave a
trail of perfume in their wake.

I walk alone but am not lonely.
Galaxies dissolve like sparkling grains
of golden sands beneath my feet.
I walk midst sunrises and sunsets
and wisps of tomorrows yet to come.

I walk alone but am not lonely.
Heaven is my gate and Eternity my home.
I turn and find You everywhere. I turn
and look and walk, alone and yet not lonely.
For I am everywhere, alone, not lonely.

I walk in never-ending beauty.
Reflecting light – alone, not lonely
Reflecting love, I am – alone, not lonely.
Reflecting, reflecting, I am You
Everywhere – alone but never lonely.

 

A thought for the day

 

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Ultimately,

We are all stardust

Dancing in the heart of love.

 

 

Come Home to Love

COME HOME TO LOVE                                                  ©Aliana Alani 2016

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Come home to love.
Come home.

As waters flood, and lands parch and burn,
Come home.

As the world spins upside down
And that which was important falls away,
Come home.

When words tumble like empty shells upon the soul
And reason casts its knowing to the winds,
Come home.

Come home to love,
Oh weary warriors of this earth.
Put down your shields and weapons aplenty.
Come home.

Lay bare your wounded hearts
That love may heal their weeping
And serenade you into wholeness
With a melody divine.

Come home to love
That knows no ending
And welcomes all with open arms.

Come home to love.
Come home to love now.
Come home.

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And in the depths of wonder, a stillness comes

And suddenly you realize,

You’ve been home all along.

 Aliana Alani ©2016

A bit of poetry…

I AM THE DANCE  

by: Aliana Alani ©2016

 

I am the dance of the universe.

My cells tango with the heavens
and salsa with the seas.

My heart beats to a drum, divine,
marrying its pulse with worlds as yet unseen.

My mind, ah my mind, hums and sways with
melodies, both wordless and serene.

I am the dance of the universe.
I am the dance.

Come dance with me.