Night Pearl

On a quiet, windy, starry night
When all are busy with their meals
She lies on a wet sandy beach
And I let some waves kiss her heels

Her hair scattered around her head
She lies there, expressions dead
A tiny pearl escapes her eye
Her lips part and slips out a sigh

I wonder, what hurts her heart
I wonder, if it’s been sliced apart
I can’t do much, from up so high
So I send a breeze, as a start

A small attempt to let her know
Its alright to stand all alone
As I do, in a deep dark sky
But it hasn’t dulled or dimmed my glow

It brings out the best in me
For her and all the world to see
So just hold on, my little child
Let the pain power your brightest side

Picture courtesy: mindbodygreen.com

©krisheaven

Eclipse

He lay there on my lap,
And turned a bit to catch the sun.
The RayBan propped on his head,
turned shades of blue and some red.

Eyes closed, he asked if I could say,
If the moon missed the sight of day.

I thought a while and said maybe not,
For she sees it all in another slot.
But when I think about it more,
I wonder how I can be sure.

So He said:

Its not the sights that she will miss,
Its the bright face,that is his.
Never stopping in their tracks,
No time to sit and relax.
Never has he sneaked a kiss,
Or come closer, than an eclipse.

I sat there frozen in my place,
A shocked glare on my face.

Those word, just couldn’t be his,
What’s happened,what had I missed?

This was not a man I knew,
My stare clearly asked,
“Who are you?”

He tossed his hair and threw a wink,
As his dreamy words began to sink.

The moon quickly kissed her sun,
Before he ducked to make a run.
I chased him down to the car,
My sun, my moon, my life, my star.

©krisheaven

Divine Magic

If you dont believe in magic
I truly pity you
Some are gifted to see it always
But for others it isn’t true

If you ever rise before sunshine
Look for the fire flies
That fly into the bushes
And on a flower die

If you watch the tiny sparrow
Bravely leave her nest
Not knowing if she’ll be back
She faces her daily test

If you ever get out at night
watch the moon lit sky
You might be lucky to see a shooting star
Simply pass us by

If you think of every atom
It’s seen it all before
Life in any and many forms
From the crust to the core

If you’ve ever wondered where from
A mighty big tree grows
You’ll know it slowly climbs out
From a seed smaller than your toe

If you think of where you came from
And why you look like dad
Please note its not just wild chance
That arranged your DNA strand

If you still dont believe in magic
Please close your eyes and think
Of the oldest memory in your head
then you might stare and blink

Picture Courtesy: artyear

 ©Krisheaven

Inspiration : Conversations with my Angel 🙂