Walk In Beauty

Each step we take upon our earth mother cannot help but be done in beauty.
Hozho Naasha (Navajo/Dinah). It means being at balance with a natural way of life and walking in right relationship with the natural world by focusing on the abundant beauty we are surrounded by.

I Fly

I fly
With swift, acrobatic hummingbirds.
With ever migrating, colorful butterflies.
With powerful keen-eyed eagles
And skimming above cool water's with flocks of hunting seagulls.

I fly
With a chorus of angels all around me
their strong wings holding true against powerful blasts of wind.
We glide high over majestic lands below,
a world of endless beauty filled with flora and fauna.

I fly
In memory's that are not mine alone
deep within a place of
darkened shadows
that coalesce with rich golden hues of light.
It is in this place that feels like home.

I fly
With a feeling that has always been within me
Buried deep withIn a lifetime of dreams
A land of wonder
Where the light of day
and blackness of night
are not at all what they seem.

I fly
High above all things
with all winged creatures.
Yet, I cannot help but feel melancholy,
For the sunrise seizes my joy,
like a thief in the night this mortal world laves me bare.

Grounded,
my soul,
Left to morn.
Left with a heavy heart filled with longing.
Left in the throes of grief.
My lungs exhale eternal silent sighs of utter sadness.
For I know not when I will ever fly again.

Rae Ronquillo ©

The Malleable Mind

We all have different prospectives
and this perspective affects our reality.
The key is understanding this difference exists for all of life.
As humans it is our gift to have the ability to step into the shoes of another.
Giving us the chance to see an entire world we may have been blinded from seeing, understanding and experiencing.
It is our chance to become more,
and lies in the beauty of our imaginations and a willingness to be malleable.
Rae Ronquillo © ॐ ❤

Casting kisses

Casting kisses from my lips into the wind
Blowing directly to you from my strong beating heart.

For you are quite special to me my dear friend.
So make this day
this week,
this life,
one to remember until the very end.

With a clear mind,
happy,
and knowing,
that you are creating your mark.

We all have the potential to lift up many souls
and create a grand spark.
So make this a very special day
To be remembered
for all of the goodness you have
You choose to freely give away.
By Rae Ronquillo ©

Ode to an empty Soul

Touched by the iniquitous
Total adulteration within the chasm of a heart
Such a place steadfastly kept for the sanctity of Eros
Utterly hidden for eons without feeling.
What does one do after such an occurrence?
Walking the earth with a wicked sense of death surrounding a single existence...
Afraid to face what has happened to you
Trepidation ensues when things get too real
The true self will be exposed
Morality is now just a fog within your mind
The Justification of an empty soul
A coward’s life
Looking inward will only burn your eyes
Keep walking and do not stop
For the hesitation you make
awaits the steadfast longing for the tangible
So veil yourself
from the pity that pounds in the heart of what you are missing.

Rae Ronquillo©

Tender Evening Lullaby

Tender Evening Lullaby
As you gently shut your eyes
And whisper somber evening goodbyes
A long day taking its final breath with a gentle sigh
The angels start to sing their tender evening lullaby
Sheltered and engulfed within their majestic wings.
The warmth of their presence will fill your very being
Two souls are bound as one
as a peaceful sleep has begun.
The soft and tender evening lullaby continues to be sweetly sung
until once again
the light of day shines a gentle ray to start another beautiful day.
by Rae Ronquillo ©

My melancholy friend

My melancholy friend

I see your wings dropping atop the floor again.

Downcast and sullen, your fiery red curls hide your lovely face. 

Who are these monsters that give you chase?

Is it the fridged cold and lack of sun?

Or has life in general gotten a bit unreal, all work and no fun?

Some say, If you can pinpoint the reasons why, 

You can change your reality and brighten your own skies.

No matter the how or why's 

Just know...

Many hearts are torn and many feel dread.

If it is comfort you seek 

My arms will hug you and my shoulder always has a place for your sweet head.

My melancholy friend.                    Our bond has passed the test of time and being sad is not a crime.

Just remember people can't read minds, so talk it out and free yourself of undo burdens...

and buy a pound of chocolate works for me all of the time.

by Rae Ronquillo © 

Art: Her sadness ~ by Olof Erla ~