I Met God Today

By the pond
That divides into four corners
I stood in the middle
Listening to the flapping of wings
From the geese that call it home
Quiet waves of water nestled rocks to and fro
Distracting in its connection
I forced the racing of my mind back
I thought of all that I would say
As It all faded away
The questions I had held for so many years
Suddenly disappeared from my lips
I glanced at a older man
Fishing with his grandson
The news on TV did not matter
Media and all its forms were far from this place
An elderly woman walked by with a walker
In her struggle there glowed a smile
A small dog greeted me with tail wagging
And happiness in its entire being
I melted in the surrendering
For so very long I mastered the art of questioning
Wanting an understanding to it all
And now I peered at a deer eating grass
The sight of my breath in the cold air
In the witnessing of it all at that moment
No thing mattered and yet it all mattered at the same time
The colors, the aromas, the sounds
The hurt, the pain, the experience
Yesterdays held no semblance
Only this very moment
And this moment
And the next
Blame dispersed
Anger soothed
Perceptions erased
The filth became clean
Thoughts confined to the now
Of wanting to give eternal gratitude
Closing my eyes
Building courage
A Deep breath
I opened them again
No longer there
I met God today.

In Truth?.

How can one know

The difference

Reality blurred

Lines covered.

I have seemed

To lose myself

In rubbles of

Uncertainty

I can easily

Blame you/them

Identify as

Victim or anti

Hero, human.

Where passion

Eludes me

Sun no longer felt;

Not burning

Words hurting

More than ever

Ripping synapses

Before reaching thought.

I am clouded

Sleep and dream

Squinted.

There is the pain

Left behind

Which beckons to be

Acknowledged

This

And only this

Is true.

Professed

Many words left unsaid

How I wished to have had the courage to say

Choosing between the “right way”

The “best way”

Only lead to knots in my throat

So I’ll scream it out loud

Now that I am no longer heard

Basking in the beyond or in the middle

Peering up or down

I proclaim with vigor in my veins

You were the ever in everything

And with baited breath I professed

In The Beginning

IN THE BEGINNING

Your breath birthed life into the ashes of me
While the stars shined down annunaki
Tablets carved in Sumerian lands
Carried out of caves by Moses hands
We braved floods on wooden arks
While the fires of Kukulkan barked
Atabey sat in meditations
Siddhartha bathed in her libations
From Elegbas jicaras
And Shivas palms
I took a ride in Ezekiels wheel
Master Fard did reveal
Yahs ultimate plan
The holes in Isas hand
And in Shaytans deceptions
Yacubs grafted creations
17 million plus 2 million in North American total
Dancing to tamobores y coro
The tower brought confusion
In my soul divine wisdom
As above so below
I offer salat and Ochosis arrow and bow
A burning bush and a voice over Damascus
A warrior, shepherd, and pacifist
Young lord and Albizu
Rumi, Watts, Elijah, y Sankara, too
Hecho con todo amor y guerrilla
God of war, mixed con alegria
As such am I from the beginning
Rocket ship to nebula as I sing
Tocando bata a Eggun
A mi Papa, te veo… soon
AseO ✊🏼

#Poetry #ELPoeta

Celebrate You

Celebrate You

I wish to
celebrate you
Every accomplishment
And each failure
Elevate your spirit
Especially in the missteps
And stumbles
I wish to
Never see any fault in you
And not reserve judgements
Perceive only pure virtue
And intent in your ways
Go into prayer for you
Boast to the creator
Of all you’ve endured
I can assure
It hasn’t gone unnoticed
All the wins
And loses
A ceremony and all
Is what I ultimately wish for

She Says

She says

I don’t look like me anymore

That the hunch in my back is more pronounced

Sunken, was the word she used

She says

my scars are in trenched deeper

Revealing my truer nature

She says

the cuadro espiritual that surrounds

My aura is too blinding with its brilliant hues

For her black and white ways

For she says she carries the blessing of Issa

Yeshua came to her in a misa

Blowing smoke in her face de el cigarro

Agua Ardiente balanced perfectly

In the other hand

Now replaced by the wine

But me

She says

No longer holds the blessing of the father

Like the baptismal waters drowning

The sins of her past

I am not worthy of her love

For she now is bonded by a holier spirit

His preaching more attractive than mine

His Gods holding more promise than mine

My devotions make her cringe with remorse

Of the times we’ve shared together

She says

that only his blood cleans away

The prints of my love off her body

Like holy water in an exorcism

So I wait in the shadows

Like the cypher of Lu

Wanting to shatter her doubts

Because though

She says

What she says

Her spirit still calls out to me

In the far reaches of her soul

Where only I can ever exist

Ever-Changing

Ever changing am I

A chord progression in song

An ending of a season

The leaf that withers

And blooms as plant on the ground

I beg of you

Don’t seek to nail me down

Into this or that

I’ll fail each and every time

I always color outside the line

There is no reason nor tale to tell

Only awakening to today

And eternally resting yesterday

A froth of water to shore

Returning to its source

Such am I

Ever changing…. forevermore