In Juno, We Sing A Redemption Song (New Poem)

 

In Juno, We Sing A Redemption Song (New Poem)

by Tim Kavi 

Withered leaves,

Burdened and stained sleeves,

The Fall has become Winter,

The world has lost its center.

The streams wither,

Frozen majestic flows in time,

The snow comes late,

In a world filled with hate.

Cold hearts,

Shudder in isolation,

As Winter becomes Spring,

And a warm love it does bring. 

In shadows cast by ancient skies,

Where whispers of the thunder rise,

Juno stands, a queen divine,

With grace that makes the stars align.

Her eyes, the depth of midnight seas,

Hold secrets carried by the breeze.

In every flower, in every sigh,

Her essence dances, soft and sly.

Protector of the sacred vow,

In love and promise, she allows

A bond that's forged in fire and light,

With every heart she takes to flight.

O Juno, guardian of the flame,

Who weaves the threads of joy and pain.

In your embrace, the world is whole,

A tapestry of heart and soul.

Beneath the moon's eternal gaze,

You guide us through life's winding maze.

Your laughter sparkles in the dawn,

An echo of the love reborn.

So let us raise our voices high,

In praise of you, celestial spy.

For in your strength, we find our way,

A beam that never fades away.

Gathering in your mist,

I am forever kissed,

The world awakes to your light,

saved by the coming of night.

Mystic Rumblings (new poem)

 

Mystic Rumblings (new poem)

by Tim Kavi

across the land of seasoned night

one seeks and proudly thinks

they are the chosen

only to emerge into the light

and find out they are still frozen

I'm not the only one to discover

that I'm in the long night of the Soul

there are no lighthouses up here

no fleeces or animal skins to cover

no atonement or burnings, to make whole

this is the way to not talk about it

to remain forever humble

so cut my tongue out

and make my longing heart not fit

the scenario that leads only to a stumble

is the way of the familiar

the Narrow Ridge

across the abyss

seeking a lover

when there is no real kiss

that is the time to have faith

in the waterless desert.

Rising Goddess in the Night (new poem)

 

Rising Goddess in the Night

by Tim Kavi

across the majestic sands of time

arises a crescendo of light

from the sounds of crashing waves

the dark moon shines

the horsemen ride

leaving tracks in the sand

to be washed away

like forgotten memories

I thought I saw Her face

there before, She is met

By Herself, there was eternity

in her breath

there is only the longtime

sculpted, across all the faces

of every goddess

there is a reckoning

a sure awakening 

of her might

for she rides in

on the tide

the rising goddess 

in the night.  

One Night of Bliss (New Poem)

One Night of Bliss
by Tim Kavi

oh sweet dying of the light
brings a night;
one night of bliss

some are so sacred
seeing your outline only
in candle light
is your sought for kiss

what visitation
manifestation of Shakti
is this?

Yet in your enduring grace
I saw your Goddess Face

morphing, twisted,
shaped by destiny's calling
sealed by yuanfen's fate
arriving early;
the night's never late

bending time
where do you come from?
how do I know you?
Did I know you?
Did we have love?

I unmistakably know
already; no need to say
for the night is here
ten thousand years to stay

and for one night of bliss
our love is sealed
in eternity's kiss

lest all that is uncertain
dismayed and untrue
causes a swirling river
of chaos in undoing's hue

there is the wee hours
the candle is burning
when in my devotion
every night I seek your face
in joyful returning

make not waste
return my love
return my goddess
please make haste

one night of bliss
again is waiting.

Moonlight Reflection and Blues (New Poem)

Moonlight Reflection and Blues

by Tim Kavi

chiseled in white, Your

silhouetted body glimmers

in moonlight

hues of blue against the

backdrop of darkening night

sighs escape the moon's lips

for You are awesome

in Diana's sight

dancing stardust is in your hair

standing near You are framed

in beauty, where even robed,

Rodin stops to stare

I dare not breathe, wondering if

I will awaken, to find

You are not there

my eyes struggle to focus

to make coherence in the bending

twisted destiny, chiseled in night,

I feel your warm body next to me

blue event horizon

in the sheets of our bed

canyons and furrows lead to
Your vastness

where a Goddess is born

for You are a beautiful sight.

Longing For You (New Poem)

Longing For You
by Tim Kavi

In my longing for you
I hear my own sighs
my woeful realization
reflected in those
sad green eyes

In my longing for you
I think I'm ill fated
arrived too late to know
Found I'm out dated

In my longing for you
I thought I'm going places
so lost and alone
in a sea of Asian faces

they all look at me

Can't you see
I'm the only one here
so suffering
let me be

In my longing for you
there is no saving
In my hungry heart
only a craving

for a love to be found

so I am turning
to the sacred ground
of meeting
and I am burning

but I cannot see you
behind the tears
of green eyes

in the distance
sleepless night
I think I see
the discovery of my sight

green eyes
full of light

you are approaching
in meeting

cosmic You.

The Seeing (new poem)

The Seeing

by Tim Kavi

in gentleness of whispers

in shouts of revelation

the visiting goddess

brought herself

to the valleys of purpose

in the night

there is always

cosmic light

behind the doors

marked daring

there was certainly

a blind devotee

staring

and in the songs

a fruit of devotion

was doting

and caring

such things as this

were wondering

wooing

and moving

until he saw her

again

she was there

for the revealing

of all that was needed

your love

completes me

he said

your songs

greet me

she said

and that was

the end of night.

Sounds of the Revealed Word (new poem)

Sounds of the Revealed Word
by Tim Kavi

caressing You
in the moonlit night
my incense
offering rose from
the altars
addressing you

there was only
a sacred word
binding us to
each other

dancing in the firelight
the logs crackled
but still gave out heat

burning coals
on my lips
you were the night's
fire

sweet sounds
of music
sounded afar off
but drew near
in your kisses
a symphony
I did hear

and when the morning
arose from the mist
the seashore
beckoned

and I saw the
word there

still written
in the sand

love.

presence (reposted poem) to all my friends: new and old

presence (a repost) 
(to all my friends, new and old, especially the new ones)
by Tim Kavi

dancing beings
find each other
across many
lifetimes again
and again

why do they
find each other
sharpen each other
recoqnize each other
at such a time as then?

some flee again
as in great flight
some struggle
potential clashes
in a great fight

others turn softly
yet in might
urgency

heart to heart
there is a turning
a yearning
to know all
about the One

that you see
for the first time
there is a calling
to know

a setting sun
in the glance
of smiles
as the night
of mystery is begun

revealing
each other
taught by experience
what this life
might be

but when
the seeking ones
find each other
there is a shining oneness

that lights
the unconscious
night
shadows play
until real is seen

and at last
in dialogical meeting
a You is glimpsed


a Holy Presence
You are the
chrysalis emerged

in the glistening
mutual love
of You and me.

Beyond Dreams (new poem)

Beyond Dreams
by Tim Kavi

shadows
in dancing fire
ethereal breeze
in night
hoots of owl
well lit moon
blinded his sight

she moved
among the shadows
he was looking
for her
resting after
a long search

goddess moved
closer
he breathed
evenly
but his heart
increased

she walked
into the meadow
her gown
was white
he saw her
sculpted body
under it

her face was
veiled
he sighed
but knew not
to call out

she came closely
her eyes darting
like Ma Durga
Yet they were Chinese

he cautiously
removed her veil
they kissed
like he had never
kissed
and loved
like he never
knew

in the dawning
mist she arose
and went out
he awoke
and spoke
and thought
that he had dreamed
the goddess

but when he
wandered around
the next bend
she was there

waiting for him

shining in the
brilliance
of an ordinary woman
yet he knew
this
was his goddess
on the faces
of women everywhere

and especially
on this one
his lovely love!