August 31, 2008 by Engtovo
Candle burns quickly
Betraying the shifting of time
It is done but unseen in this moment
It is bigger than expected
So big I feel pulled to it
When it was to be pulled to me
I give up pieces of myself willingly
They are no longer needed
But the discomfort of them leaving
Envelops this moment
It’s a journey planned but unknown
Its outline rough
The details shifting with each passing day
Mind desires to pin it down
Spirit knows better than to try
I reach my hand out to touch it
It is fuzzy and soft
Warm and comforting
But the other side is shielded
It is that side that will have to be tolerated
It is not the whole
Not even half
But it comes with the deal
It is the small print
The unspoken
It won’t last long
But each moment of it filled with demands
It cannot be avoided
It cannot be embraced
It is just what is
Human nature will make its so
I walk alone into this undefined plan
Knowing others will join me there
But I can’t help but hesitate
Wonder
Dream
Of a circle of hands
Walking in together
It’s foolish thinking
Wanting something that is asking too much
But the heart yearns
And the mind follows
Engtovo ~ August 31, 2008
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August 31, 2008 by Engtovo
Shiver hits
Races up the spine
Familiar energy
A gift of acknowledgment
Though it is felt
Mood remains unchanged
Melancholy
Searching
Questioning everything
Tears well and recede
There is no subject matter
Just release
Attempted understanding
Neither head nor heart
Offer up information
There is a void
A heaviness
A slow aching pull
To unknown places
Something is being birthed
It labors in my chest
It’s insatiable
Uncomfortable
Confined
Cut the strings
Set it forth
Something good must come of this
A final push of emotion
I feel it
It is uncertain
Wild
Uncontrollable
What am I supposed to do with this
Run toward it
Run away
Be still
I fear no good can come of this
My fear
I know it better than I know myself
It wrote my history
How much longer must it write the future
Engtovo ~ August 31, 2008
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August 30, 2008 by Engtovo
Needy
Grasping
Pushing pulling
Confusion of familiarity
Aching
Turning
Sending receiving
Puzzle pieces missing
Heart calls out
No answers looming
Clock keeps ticking
Why can’t it be clear
Control fading
Something looming
Feelings unprepared
Fire burning
Sweet light nearing
Meaning can’t be found
Turmoil inside
Insanity outside
Peace is still not found
Engtovo ~ August 30, 2008
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Temptation past
To do for
No longer a question
Each will contribute
Equally from the divine
No burdens
Do we carry
There is only joy
Re-seeding all that is good
Rebuilding
Requires no sacrifice
Hearts joining
Unison of vision
Beauty
There is peace
In the sounds blending
Sweetness and innocence
Offered to all
Trust is complete
Above and below
Individuality
Without separation
The saboteurs gone
Each one is giddy
Thrilled
Hands filled with rainbows
Colored rays
Blending out to infinity
This view has never been seen
It was chosen
Envisioned
Created
And it is good
Engtovo Bhodsvatan ~ June 14, 2008
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Waters move
Mountains reach higher
Some blow their tops
The earth shakes and shivers
Animals sleep
Overseen by divine hands
A world is being reborn
It looks difficult
Painful
But it is no different
Than the butterfly
Ripping open the chrysalis
There is already a new earth
It is right under the crust
It is formed
In the image of perfection
Ready to burst forth
When the chrysalis
Is finally ripped apart
Earth mother will sit
While her symbolic wings dry
These continents when dry
Will fill with new life
The humans of the new earth
Will be free
Of their past incarnation as caterpillar
They will not crawl and toil and struggle
They will fly free
With joy
Bringing fertility to the new earth
With harmony
All will live as one
There will be no veil
Between earth and spirit
All creatures
Will feel the full love of creation
The suns
Blue and yellow will shine forth
Their full light
Illuminating day and night
The stars will shine
But there will be no full darkness
Laughter and song
Will fill the night
And the day
The rains will nurture the lands
The snows will fill the high mountains
Springs giving life to new rivers
Flowers blooming
Fruits pouring forth
Skies clear and pure
New earth
With the perfect innocence
Of the fluttering of butterfly wings
Being chased by
Joyous children laughing
Engtovo Bhodsvatan ~ June 14, 2008
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Done
Let go
Transmute
Heart is heavy
But easing
Sacrifice done
Freedom reigns now
The worth complex
The outcome decided
There is relief
We choose joy
We choose easy
There is little understanding
Big picture obscured
For others
But not for us
The choice feels right
Nothing left to do
Those who work
Are guided
They are already journeying
The others are too late
It’s ok
They can be too late
They will come again
Transformation
It will be done
Then they will understand
The choice is for joy
A life which they know not
Yet…
Engtovo Bhodsvatan ~ June 14, 2008
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Woman
Presentation skewed
By a brainwashed populace
If woman is soft
She is weak
If woman shows strength
She is hard
Cold
A bitch
But woman is soft
Softness is her strength
It is where her knowing was born
When she presents truth
It is met with anger
Because the sheep
They are used to lies
It allows them to sleep gently
Truth dares jar them awake
They blame woman
Say she is harsh and nasty
Woman responds
You sleep little sheep
Truth it simply is
They band together
Attack woman more
Listen to nothing
Man comes along
Says same thing woman has said
Sheep worship him
Think he is strong
When he only stole woman’s words
Think he is kind and warm
While he lies
And takes their power
No wrong can be done by man
In the world corrupted by shame
No right can be done by woman
In the world corrupted by shame
A woman cannot lead
In a world of brainwashed sheep
Woman expects them to think
To participate
Man says only to follow
Soon women attack woman
Following the lead of man
Eventually the only women still on earth
Living the truth of woman
Keep silent
Knowing none can hear
Pray and wait
One day man will show himself
That day
True woman will come forth
Children will be taught
The truth of woman
And the truth of man that was lost
And women will be women
And men will be true men
Balance will be found
Engtovo ~ March 2, 2008
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Hey you
Can you see me
Hear me
You act as if you can
I question
Your view of me so certain
Your reality
Five sense based
There is far more
You will never see
Scratch at a surface
Cannot show truth
Assumptions lie to all
There is a whole greater world
It speaks
You don’t listen
It reveals
Only to a heart willing
Where am I
This body
This year
This time
Can you be sure
If you allowed me
To introduce myself
You’d know
But alas it is too hard
Your filters of self
Crusted hard
Never changed
Can’t allow any more in
Engtovo ~ March 2, 2008
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Distance betrays me
Time space illusion
The winds are howling
Bring forth
Spreading seed
Seeping through the window sill
Talking in the night
Through the woods
Squirrels nested safe
The sound awakens within
Reaches the place of new life
I go forth to meet it half way
The song is sweet
The laughter sweeter still
The howling continues
It wraps around
Touching nothing
Inside this cocoon
Distance becomes nothing
Time space becomes what is chosen
Engtovo ~ March 2, 2008
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December 24, 2007 by Engtovo
Vista ridge encompass my heart
Encircling my personal sphere
Every direction and offering
A gift
Beauty in pure form
Movement is constant and rhythmic
Changing the nature of each day
Storms roll in and purify
Then give way to glimpses of more
Those lost in the fog may perish
Too foolish to see the last breath
It’s here
We are witness
Expansion fills all my perceptions
It stops for no one
Waits for none
It spirals to its destination
My heart welcomes its vastness
There is no wrong way to look
Just look
Blood circles out and around the world
Not the blood of war
Not the blood of death
But the blood of life
Sustaining
Nurturing
Hydrating
Feeding
Life force
Red blood of the earth
Physical gives way to that which is greater
And is transformed immortal
Take it all in
This is the last vista of what is
The change complete
Different and equally beautiful
The heart documents these last moments
To be honored
Remembered
Released
So new life can begin
Engtovo ~ December 23, 2007
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