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He took time to get it right
What does that mean? Hmmmm.

… that I Lay on my Left arm
and he Lay on his right, beside me,
we faced one another
SiLentLy he stared… siLentLy I stared…

I was patient.
I onLy spoke when necessary…
I became his patient.
He had to figure out why I was so sick
which meant he had to figure out the cause of his own dis-ease

I Let time stand stiLL for a moment,
so that he couLd see…

I chanted siLentLy in the depths of my being, cheer-Leaded
taLked in the soft and soLemn voice of a mother, even reminded him of his Father…

“you got this, you can do it, study, Listen, study, Listen,
Learn to read, tap into your sLeep, wake up.”

He created time
He Learned how to Listen to me,
even when my Lips weren’t moving.

He Learned how to hear me so weLL that
geneses, reveLations and epiphany’s cLairvoyantLy
began to move him… in a path, right towards me.

He stopped hoLding back.

He Learned to unfoLd himseLf inside of me,
with no contact, but very near
Touching is beyond the physicaL body,
so he Learned how to move me
because to TOUCH is to move energy,
to manipuLate time and space

Looking into my eyes, he studied himseLf
he Learned that I had eyes aLL over my body,
every orifice, every opening was an eye

He knew aLL the things that I wanted to say, needed to say
So, he danced, two-stepped in my fLow, with this divine knowLedge

He waited for nothing, the moment was now
he jumped in the deep end to retrieve his own femininity,
which was me… isn’t this what a wife is?
Isn’t that how you save a Life? Save yours?
Isn’t a husband the extreme of my own mascuLinity?

I am married to my heaLing seLf, myseLf heaLed
my mascuLinity, my femininity in baLance, Like a trinity…
the HoLy Spirit is an intravenous drip of experience Living inside of me,
the other side of me, the side of me that you cannot perceive with an iris (be quiet)

I was gratefuL, at peace.
He said, “you are so Loud!”
and my Lips weren’t moving at aLL,
and I was wearing aLL bLack.
the coLor of our Universe, standing stiLL.

he said I was screaming, whispering
saying everything and nothing at aLL …

But, I onLy spoke when necessary,
though, in his mind, I was constantLy speaking
constantLy teLLing him the truth, quietLy,
showing him the other side of the Moon, taking him so cLose to the Sun

to God,

for without knowing this Source presence in the center of the Earth,
without being aware of THE thing which we aLL orbit …

He’d have to find it, he’d have to see it,
he’d have to remember GOD, Like in aLL the Legends and in aLL the myths.

QuietLy, I waited
as he re-membered God.

I’d find it hard to beLieve, that a person could ever truLy Love me,
without Loving and knowing the eLements that unfoLD inside of them.

I know the story of God’s existence
on aLL the continents, in aLL the Languages.
I’ve been Listening. I Listen
(in the smoke, to the cLouds)
God is many things, on many PLanets, in aLL the gaLaxies,
God is aLL the Suns, and aLL the Moons, every star,
in many forms, but with no form at aLL, nameLess…

no face, just omni presence, the greatest gift,
aLL-encompassing, spinning around.

I am spinning too..

I can hear her.
In siLence…

in a crowded room.
I can hear Him.

JusLisen.

* by shiLa iris *

He took time to get it right.
What does that mean?

Time is but a moment, it took him a moment.

“I know God, everything is a fLash.”

P.S. … Let me whisper this to you, in the voice you can hear:

Waves when we Tooooouch, rippLing in,
soft on the mouth, sweeter than…
I need to Lay out, Sun on my faaaaaace,
need aLL your Loooooove, right now,
don’t need to wait …

start with my hand, on your skin
onLy a touch, and we get into it
don’t need to rush, it never endddddds.

it is my vocation to turn your insides out…
you gotta reaLLy know God to understand this… don’t you know?
The gravity of it aLL... crescent to fuLL.

Each step towards me,
is a step towards yourseLf. Don’t you know?

I decided that I wanted to know him.
He decided that he wanted to know me.
Attraction, truth, makes he and I stand stiLL.
We move.

> Life is a Lot of numbers, a Lot of aLgorithms <

WeLcome.

Washed Away

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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…

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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 …

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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.

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P.S. Answer the spiritual call.

Ritual Purification

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

…cleansed.

Shila Iris

Poison into Potion

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I thirst for the truth of myself

… so that all things may be enhanced

shila Iris,
in process, meditative and reflective

Genesis

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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…

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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

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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

Dynamic Balance

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

Grateful,

Shila Iris + you

find = attract

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

Deepening

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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.

Call.

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

… and you know I’m made of water.