Robert Hilary Poems

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The window of the soul is the eyes, which from behind, I surmise and view the world, I am the one seduced by the beauty in your soul. As the whole of me falls helplessly in love with you as a whole, and I contemplate the mystery of the beauty within as I admire the intricacy and depth from which it begins, intrigued by your heart which is truly alive, with a soulfully burning fire that thrives inside within the heavens within you, which is you and in which you reside and I gaze upon your soul from behind my almond eyes, intrigued by the nature in which you live your life, my love blossoms like a budding rose on the morn, in my passion for you from which it is born, as I dive within the depth of you and with the sight to truly see, dancing to your music that plays in thee, as the song within your beating heart captivates me, I am mesmerized by the mirror which you are for me. I come to your beauty baering an empty chalice that you're light might fill my heart, with your loving water, and that I might as a knight, to your noble heart, sing the song of my passion and noble art, that you may revel in the beauty through which I sing, that my gifts to you may ever bring, a loving dawn that rises high, to illuminate us both within our lives that deepens us and nourishes us, to our very root, that together in our love and warmth we may baer good fruit, and eat of our bounty, lips locked in love, kissing under the light of the stars above, intertwined forever more. My beloved. <3
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The music of love, a playful art, to which my heart sings softly the whispers of my soul. As my muse dances to the melody of who i am, a cartography of the intricate intimacy of music, to which my muse and i, dance together through every kiss and every word. Through every passionate embrace, written in every page, with the poetry of love, that captivates and moves the heart in a tantalizing rhythm with its beat, as it plays the drums for the music of love, the pulse of the blood quickens with a lovers heat. As we read through the words and lines as we define and align with the message within, which whispers of the mystery of the heart within, as we begin, we step onto the page with a lovers soft step, moving with each other, toward the next word and the next, as we write to the melody of the music of love.
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ever do i sit and ponder, the precepts and concepts of my inner dreams, wondering upon their depth, as i imagine the goals for which i set, looking deep into the birth of those dreams, as i fantasize and realize their importance to me, and in my contemplation do i find clarity, as i hear my hearts whispers, and moans, dreams of blessings and prosperity, dreams of rivers, mountains and stones, dreams of love, dreams of family, dreams of magic, dreams of wisdom, dreams of truth, dreams of understanding. these dreams dwell in my soul like seeds in my heart, planted in the soil of my art, in which i aspire to reach higher, within my soul, and grasp the dreams, and make them unfold. into the world, into my life, into every corner of my reality, in which as my true self i embody my higher wisdom, giving birth to the soul of my inner vision. toiling with heart, to achieve my dreams, being aligned with my higher power, and all my decisions. to choose freedom. to choose love, to revel in joy. and bask in pleasure. to be whole within myself and true within my innermost being as who i truly am, as who im truly being. as i embody my deep self, realizing myself as my soul, and who i am truly, that as myself, in my authentic being, i can live truly aligned to who im meant to be. and in the truth of who i am, truly be, that i may be set free, from the confounding boundaries, of the laws unseen, and in truth, with in my sight truly see, and as my true self, truly thrive, boundless and abounding, truly alive. truly being with all my love, within the beauty of who i am in my heart. with all my strength. to embody my nature with all my power, giving force to the dreams that lay deep in my heart. that i may realize them, through my being and in my life. and discover who i truly am as Mystica.
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Within I begin. To understand. What is the pretense of imagination. In my contemplation I find simple peace and elation. And the concept of a magi nation. It is within self reflection. Divine Introspection that we can allow our selves to flow. To receive source creator. And allow divine essence. Through self embodiment to align within the complex structures of our lives.
To bind with reality. This fallacy. Of open illusion. Within the scope of mental reality. Perceive what is within. To be beyond what is scene in the mind and with language alone. To have a heart of gold. Not a heart of stone. To be a lover of the world within your depth. To harness the power within your soul. With every breath. To see that love makes you grow. And never rest. You reap as you sow none the less.
NAMASTE <3
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Water the garden.
Where your soul plants seed.
Water the roots that ground you.
Water the soil that provides the nutrients for the soul. Water what surrounds you. Water your dreams that take you where you want to go
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sitting in the center of a shadow painted room.
gazing through the window, into the twilight's fading bloom.
around me my world is shifting, as the sun sets in the sky.
that colossal orb of light and fire, laying down to die.
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a rope, tethered with one thousand colors, endlessly drifting, intertwining. seamlessly weaving and combining. forming layers of depth and sight. forming shape, to day, to night. In this beautiful bounty, these ribbons' surround we, making tangible, our dreams, our hopes. the colors bend and wind, as they dance throughout our lives, outlining, the ancient heart of song. as we dance as we play, we fade away, from the sun, to the shade, and unto dark. i end this poem, with a treasure i hold..
the cadence, of the silence, and the note. <3
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in the middle of the crystal desert, the saphire sun blazed flourescent blue in the sky, emerald cloudsss spiderwebbed accross the sky in a display of dancing wisps. majestic purple mountains, bursting beyond the horizon reached out from the grand orchestration of the colorful exotic landscape, every color painted vividly of light, the stars themselves seemed to sing in color, illuminating vibrations of light upon the land. the wind wild and free blew untamed, through scarlet, pined trees and crystal clear riverbeds. i was here today.
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I am older than the ocean. Before the sands of time.
I a stronger than the mountains before you begin to climb.
Savior to my soul i find truth in the light clear to my heart. Dear to my sight. Darkness in me coming holy. Whole awareness within my soul. Burning like a red hot coal.
Flaming in my heart the gold. Burning through my wings i soar.
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