The secret day

Today was the one day of my life that I would number with a name.
This is the  'immaculate' of september 2011

It was like the description on the first page of 'the fountainhead'. Where it says "a frozen explosion of granite burst in flight to the sky over motionless water. The water seemed immovable, the stone flowing..."

Today I have lived my life.
On this day, I have really breathed air


Today I was alive and safe
In the shady avenue of natures kingdom

Where 'morpheus' that I dream of in the night
was no more than a scribbled word on a piece of paper

Have you ever felt the body of Gaia?
Lay back on her crust and let your breath seep deep into hers.

And she will breathe into you, that which was awaited since birth
The crude earthy spirit of the eastward zephyr

When you touch your palm to the earth, And kiss the earth with your lips and without a care
Just do it, when you need to feel yourself.

here I proclaim,
that every moment you touch the earth with pure intimacy of a lover, is claimed by her
and it will be a closed memory, permanent ,and written on the scroll of time,everlasting
such memory, you will remember, and without regret;
that which will re-establish within you a power that is indomitable and a spirit-unblemished.

(Bumble Bees hummed under the sun as I clicked this picture)

 
(Do you listen to your footsteps when you walk?)

 (somewhere a broom is drearily sweeping the broken pieces of yesterdays life, And the Wind..Cries Mary, )

Today's featured song: Luxumburger queen - Placebo.

Song that powered todays blog post: Ke$ha -Take it off.

Terminal Frost (Poem)

Those rose flavored tears sliding down your scar free ego

Hold no quarter for me;

For whenever I think of you

I can feel a deep sensation etching my spine

I am suspended, in this void of rose scented priced ice crystals

When the northern winter blows past my soul

I can hear no man of the wise land ,waiting to liberate me

they are all busy, contemplating you .

can I ever be free lady. from the things you do to me

when have I ever said a word about pain

in this acid. i can breathe like I did yesterday, when I climbed atop a hill

you were not there. But your sister, I missed.

My life lays sprawled before my eyes.

"Since I've been loving you babe

I'm about to lose my weary mind".

(Robert Plant sketch that I did at home last month:)

stars - golden glints from a dreamy night

The rustling sound of the crisp pipal leaves rains quietly.

through the mesh of the pipal tree,
more than your ears and eyes are drenched.

The drizzle of the golden summer glints sprinkles upon your eyelashes.

Another star is bidding its days farewell.
Its time for the sun to seep into its romantic blues, as the sky flames firey red.

You are now leaving a dream world, star gazing in the day and gradually, in the background, the yellow merges into violet until it leaves you gazing..at stars far away into the night.

The warm summer air, is just the right cold for looking at stars.
They are bright tonight, and I am walking nowhere.
The undiscovered constellations, at distances between us..
The magic wand's sweep of the milky way has cast a spell

How we can form a Y ,from the tail of the Ursa Minor (great bear) and some stars around it.
is the signature of my childhood when I was shown this awesome thing.

Embraced by the warm night..
head thrown backward
staring for hours into this eternity

Its like the ending of 'stars' by Cranberries..
where it starts in C ,but the bar is left incomplete at a G..