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Love’s Field Serenades by Turiya Bruce and Cole Knazcsovichy.
All poems and music are original and copyright 2005 Bruce and Knazcsovichy Mixed by Cole Knazcsovichy Mastered by Kamal Engels @ DRINK DEEP Drink deep of our nectarous soul And arouse within us the deepest and deepest joy of life ! The cup of wine is full and inviting Why neglect it so? Let life’s bounty beguile and seduce you like a passionate lover So that the world’s wheels within wheels Loses its hooks And the puppetmasters cease to animate our mockery of life. Let’s bring out our mystics,our poets,our artists and musicians And entreat them ,please, please pour your wisdoms divine Over our furrowed brows Until we, too, become alight With the beauty, the gift The gratitude for each breath’s bounty Until we too, melt into a wild, wild dervish dance On fire for the celebration of our being here, on this beauty-filled world NOW!
LA DOLCE VITA (True colours) She’s rolling out the red carpet for beauty. Upon arrival her soul billows out like a phantom flag, Undulating and bright on a high, blustery wind. She’s skiting out’ uprising Her heart’s a pure flame Blazing Raging uncontrollably on purpose Such is their meeting. She’s found her true colours They’re as breathtaking as a rainbow Against a deep thunderous sky. She’s stampeded the demon of fear (like a pair of dirty undies) she’s grasped her tools from beyond the parted veils she’s a diamond she’s a privilege she lets heaven have its right of way. She’s merged multidimensionally And she can’t help catching your eyes as you witness this, Her spectacle. You’re already warmed by her spark, “you can, yes, You can”, she coos, “Dare and fly upon passions wings into your own sweet life for heaven knows no bounds.” And she disappears in a smile…….
SPLENDID MOMENT Take me , O divine love And infuse every cell of me With your gently relentless light. Cause me to cast no shadows On your infinity of createdness And to bow down at your beauty beheld. Thankyou for this splendid moment And all its opportunities to reflect And deeply revive you with each breath. I let go into you I fall quietly into you Tumbling joyfully in unison In union. Demurely I entreat you To grant me entry into your Radiant domain. O ! Sweetest heart of all All glowing, all bright. Then you reveal yourself, You come to me And in a breath I let go into The vast grandeur of you O divine love O !
AT LAST O great Mother,Beloved All of createdness Bows to your omnipotence. I offer the small spark that I am The small reflection The idea in your universal mind To your tremendous lotus feet. Your grace sublime Showers upon and through me, Your beloved daughter As I truly know you care For me through this my earthly transit. Your benevolence and goodness pours profoundly Into those darkest caverns Those deepest recesses. I pray for your embodiment To disrupt my mortal error of identification And to live by the waft of your tremendous fragrant love. My desire to know and live you Has paled these world wearied eyes And put the blinkers on Steadfastly So that I may only witness you And merge ever so sweetly Into our undeniable perfection.
SHOWER OF RAPTURE I taste your kiss It’s shower of rapture Blooms a heady tide of love How can my meagre body Accommodate the grand immensity of God? You draw me close And press your heart to mine Impressing allyour sweetest feelings So strongly into me My bodies drink this nectarous embrace And relents their own promise of love I feel you sup As you would Upon a heavenly banquet A heart meal that heals and soothes Our sexes find each other In mutual tenderness They merge in templing pleasure Mutually inclusive Exploring deeper and deeper Chasms of delight We lend this blessing This prayer of love To the happiness of all beings everywhere !
HEART OF HEARTS She reaches into her heart of hearts Beyond the power of powers To hitherforth unsought beauty and magic, Here lay the keys to immortality A secretlocked unto itself Away from the seeking eyes of desire’s longing. Until the graceful crown of greatness Is bestowed by her own purifying works Her unselfish allowance Of magnificence to burst forth And shower it’s blessings Upon this whirling roundabout This whirling roundabout of pain and surrender. Even amidst this perceived wretched plague Of self gratificayion, She aspires to nought but service to Beauty’s champion, She seeks only to drink from Venus’s fair cup, As she wills to lovingly move you , world, Even through your broken dreams, Seducing you step by step, On her terms, Through her heart’s sweet authorship For She is her eternal mistress And secret beloved Of every palpating heart. For here we are in her beautiful domain And here we are her innocent minions. Her beloveds,her children.
DARK MOON And this I know Your love elixir I taste delectable on my lips Luscious ripe & full I slurp its sweet intoxifying nectar and from dewy eyes the spiralling whirlpool of pleasure lures as waves of bliss engulf I breathe your breath and touch its sublime beckoning you’re inside my heart full & strong I feel your sensual flood tide washing nurturing I trust this and it’s real this moment precious rapturous I soar into full universal free fall I laugh abandonedly into everything this means nothing feet anchor this beauteous love play as we frolic on open flowers of flesh and blood and bone Drunk now and still I am sustained by our passion igniting atlas strength bears us beyond the threshold and pouring into ecstatic chasms sighing singing breathy sonnets of describing our lovers tryst as smiling bodies caress the joy we are. LOVE’S FIELD If love were a field then I’d be a farmer harvesting it’s seeds to scatter wildly to the four winds I’d carefully pick the fruit sanguine feasting pleasurably ‘till big heartedness oozes into a plenteous give away to the open arms of innocence Of the fruit that bore the sting of cupids arrow, it’s fate squeezed under that cheeky cherubim’s fat feet curing into the sweetest ambrosial nectar of potentised elixir sent to spike reservoirs of commonweal water shot into clouds to reign over the world, ah if love were a field I wouldn’t be a dreamer. Aah but love is a field And a dreamer I still am. Yet the seeds harvested and scattered wildly Fall and take root in fecund folds of earth In hearts far and wide, Blooming riotously Covering the earth with deliberate beauty And sensual delight. All beings everywhere at peace In the gardens of their own creation. Love is a field and we are its dreamers.
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