lei fraser

I have never seen your face, but I
Have seen the colour of the sky through
Your eyes, and felt the sun warm
Against your skin.
A mountain stream flows from high rock,
To ocean floor
It cools the burning touch
Cleanses the heart and makes it full
The mango tree sits alone, on a grassy
Hill, branches laden with fruit,
In its shade, I sit, caressed by the heady
Breeze that curls around me.
I see you sitting on the branch above me,
Your legs dangling down, like the tail
Of a monkey. Tell me, how can I not smile?
Or laugh, when the fruit stains my shirt?
Our hearts embrace each time, like fingers
Interlaced and strong.
I breathe in and out, close my eyes,
In the soft grass to nap, while you watch me from above.

~

Pebbles in the ocean,
I drop them one by one.
Standing on the shoreline,
Across my shoulders,
I feel the sun.
Move to cooler waters,
among the shining waves.
As I watch the pebbles fall away,
Their shadows still remain.
Floating on the water now,
I am cradled in its arms.
Wash me clean, unfold my heart,
Hold me close always,
Fly me like a bird,
Fly me home again.
With these new wings,
Tears of joy stream down my face
And flow like rivers to my heart
Dissolve those last few shadows
While the current pulls me in
Azure sky above me
Emerald valley all around
Diamonds twinkle like the stars
Wrapped in a crimson flower
I hear children’s laughter
And the singing of the breeze
I realize with a sudden smile
That is comes from within me
Pebbles in the ocean
I have dropped them one by one
Embrace the pain that lingers here
As I play through this golden light
On this, the morning of my life
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In the dark of night
I hear you calling out to me
Like a fire to the flame
I have come home again
Safe in the heart
You hold me close
And closer still
In this beautiful place
Clouds melt to the sun
I have become one
At the crossroads
There is only one road to take
Into the valley or to the mountain top
They are the same,
Leading to the Sacred place.
I am following with the brightness of your face
One step hesitates, in mid-flight
Do I dare believe I deserve this brilliant path?
Am I worthy to take the next footfall?
Does the storm rage around each curve, each bend?
And then…
I feel your steady hand extend
we fall together
~

Sounds of falling water
float through the air
Leaves, green-gold,
shimmer endlessly
Among the laden branches
of the mango tree
As I sit in the room
with pomegranate walls
The gentle sloping trunk
rolls across the canvass
And down,
as if to find its roots somewhere else
My eye follows
the sprawling path to the door
The moment you come in,
Ah brilliant light,
your energy embraces me,
As you sit next to me,
among the velvet cushions
and curved wood.
Together, we merge.
You pierce my heart
with the gentleness of
A spring breeze,
flowing with the shimmering,
Glowing tree before us,
Never has anyone shown me, how to see
The way I see this peace, this strength,
This now
~

I am idle tonight,
as I watch the candle wax fold
And melt into the dish.
Thoughts drift and sway,
like clouds on a breeze…
Still my heart from beating,
while the light dances across
my fingertips.
I cannot hold this captive in my hand,
Any more than I can build a rose.
Instead, I let the light slip through,
free to flicker,
And dip to the shadows…
Eyes closed. Eyes opened.
Breathe in. Breathe out.
I drink from this cup of tea, and
Feel the ridges
where the cracks mark its ceramic face…
Heat radiates outward,
as I cradle it close to me
The candle gutters,
drawing shadows closer
Nothing forms.
Everything forms.
The pulse, I feel it,
in the tips of my fingers,
And it blocks the cold hard surface
Of the window.
Eyes closed. Eyes opened.
Breathe in. Breathe out
I am idle tonight, as I watch,
The wax fold and melt, trace the rim
Of my cup with my finger and feel the
Candlelight dance,
In my heart, in my soul
~

I follow the trail of water
With the tip of my finger,
Your coffee cup left
A ring on the counter
In the place where I had
Left it to dry.
I do not remember where
This digit journey began,
Or where it might end,
This slow tracing of the past
In my mind, I can see you,
Lifting the mug to your lips,
To drink the last drops
Of coffee, before racing away
Never remembering to kiss me
Goodbye.
The water is cold now,
And the hour later still.
I take a dry cloth, and
Wipe away the last trace of
You.
~

I count the beads that sit on my wrist,
One by one,
I never think to look where the circle begins or ends.
The glass is cool against my fingertips,
As I sit by the window,
When the breeze sneaks in through the cracks,
I pause,
Letting the circle go
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Sitting by the window,
I pause, as a cool breeze sneaks in
Through the cracks
I wonder if the dream, while it
Weaves its way to reality,
Will complete the circle?
A pebble drops into the water,
And though the moon’s image blurs,
It remains in its place
In the sky,
Moving endlessly but never leaving
Life, like a waterfall, cascades
And pours into itself,
Time inside time,
Renewing, deepening, changing,
Overflowing, loving
~

Kiss the shining face,
Of a golden sunflower
Fly on the wind,
Of a butterfly’s wings
Drink from the dew,
Of the morning glory
See the faces of angels
In the gentle arms of the trees
Hear the songs of the running water
Over a bed of stones
Leaves rain on cloudless skies,
Winds play a symphony
Through the trees
While I sit under a maple with leaves of fire.
I close my eyes and hear squirrels
Dashing madly through the brush,
Storing away what they will soon forget…
Shadows dance as last sun spills around me,
And the day falls away.
I look up and smile at the winking sun,
And raise my hand, palm exposed, to feel
The kiss of each leaf in the breeze,
each shaft of light.
You ask “do the clouds change the sun?” and I whisper
To you, in this sacred place, “ no.”
~

We live in the same voice
We live under the same sky
While the candle dances
Brightly
Hearts skip and swell
When kindred spirits meet
~

Everyone has something
That keeps them
Awake at night
Somehow you have
To make peace
With yourself
I cannot tell you
When to stop caring or
When the nightmares
Will stop
A white carnation
To hide
To hide
The smell of death
Everyone has something
That keeps them awake at night
Everyone
~
Whisper to me
Like the wind
Instinct moon
Shine down
On my soul
Fill it with
Light and peace
~

Sweet love, I feel your sting
Disappointment burns and twists
Through my soul
Revisit me tomorrow,
Let me sleep this night,
Let me know one last caress,
One last kiss
Before the morning light
Splays my slumber
Sweet love, like a jewel
I hear your voice cut me
Behind closed eyes, I hear
You step further away,
Elusive to my touch
Let me know once more
That singular joy
That comes me,
Under your watchful eye
Sweet love, go now
Fade the light of embers
Make my touch cold
Let me know
Let me know
Let me go
~