Washed Away


I hear the same thing in most things, the truth of the matter
I hear the same thing in most people, the truth of the matter

The truth sounds Like a triLLion different things
The truth even sounds like a Lie…

“I died and came aLive a miLLion times.”

So, bLock me…

untiL you can’t. Keep on. XOXO.

(a tribute to Marveon’s waves, they so coLd!)

… I’m so far away, but so cLose. To you.
Let the dust settLe. Stardust.
Be quiet and Listen. To us… that’s you and me dancing.

When I get a kiss, I need that hug,
and when I get that hug, I need that kiss, either Lips. Either body,

otherwise, stand stiLL.

The dust that settLes on the baseboards. In time.

… stand up to me or bow down,
either way, you’LL get what you need. Give.

Let it sink in, my Love.
Where you going?


What comes to mind…


My wiLL became evident as I changed my moraL conduct.

I shifted. I turned. I smiLed. Orbit.

I am Shila Iris,

heart strings, like harp strings
reverberations and gyrations reach me,
fine-tuned resonation, eternaL numeration

counting the measures between the extremes
above and beLow, I see me.

They tried to bury her, but she kept on giving birth …


There are some women that love to see me coming,
there are some that don’t.

Wherever you fall between these extremes,

I can see you, and I feel you.

No hard feelings, at all.
Light and Lovely,

as the seed from which I came,
the roots that burrow deep towards the center of the Earth,
the water that falls, telling the stories of my creation,
nourishing, the roses that bloom

They climb stairwells and ladders
to explore the depths of her mind.

They feed from her being on the bottom
only to realize that they exalt her,
to the most high.

Shila Iris

Happy Birthday, Mother Rose.

… and Brandi G.


P.S. Answer the spiritual call.

Water in My Heart




Ritual Purification


Enumerating the offenses committed,
in ignorance or awareness,
I vomit my sins


Shila Iris

Poison into Potion


I thirst for the truth of myself

… so that all things may be enhanced

shila Iris,
in process, meditative and reflective



Too sleepy to stay awake,
too tired to go to sleep.

I’m almost willing to let go, although…

Shila Iris +

Everywhere, the human mind races
Everywhere the heart beats fast, even when it’s steady.

You say you’re awake, but I know, you’re still sleeping.
Rest well.

I Know…


I want what I need.

Shila Iris

… so close to understanding, so close to understanding, so close to understanding…
the center, the Source.

Reject the extremes. Balance.

You don’t have to ask when you know. Be real silent.

He knows.

Osiris, future husband, in chronological order, superseding … in time, Anno Domini


I may never see you again,
at least until I die, Christ-like,

but in every Life.

In every life,
come say hello, for our understanding will always grow
and, if you’re silent enough, you’ll recognize me.

We’ll sip Sauvignon Blanc, skate,
listen to music and reproduce,
but we’ll stay sober,
cuz sober reveals the truth.

In time.

Shila Iris

Green Papaya


Dynamic Balance


I was always
going to find
the unity that contains and transcends all opposites.


Shila Iris + you

find = attract

Life = the harmonious Union of the male and female principles – the triangle and the inverted triangle



I luv what I see,
but I marry what I understand …

which is, my observation over time of the relation of causes to effects.

Sometimes my flowers don’t grow in your desert, yet

find relief in my unconditional luv 4 you,
then let go.


When you hesitate, you suffocate yourself in your own arid conditions …

… and you know I’m made of water.



I transform into many things to feed him
and he gives so abundantly.
I flourish under his pressure.

He’s so possessive because he actually does have everything I need,
so I had to give it up.
Transcend, ascend, with him.

Reverb, sustained… harmonizing …


The cosmic perspective opens our minds to extraordinary ideas
but does not leave them so open that our brains spill out,
making us susceptible to believing anything we’re told.

The cosmic perspective enables us to see beyond our circumstances,
allowing us to transcend the primal search for food, shelter, and sex.

The cosmic perspective reminds us that in space, where there is no air,
a flag will not wave – an indication that perhaps flag waving and space exploration do not mix.

The cosmic perspective is humble.

The cosmic perspective is spiritual, even redemptive, but not religious.

The cosmic perspective not only embraces our genetic kinship with all Life on Earth,
but also values our chemical kinship with any yet-to-be discovered Life in the Universe.

We are stardust …

Shila Iris + Neil deGrasse Tyson + Catherine Pilachowski + Jono Dry