Wednesday, August 19, 2009


Stripping herself of the distinction between Right and Wrong,
She stared at her Bare Body in the Mirror before Her.
Candlelight illuminated Her Face.
There were no scars, no bruises and for that Moment she thought herself Immortal.

There was something different about that Night.
The Seeds of Curiosity and Intrigue had been Planted,
Allowing her to Cultivate Life thru their Direct Experience.
Some Flowers would Bloom, others would Die
and Both brought her Pain and Pleasure.

She knew better than to ignore Intuition,
But she had danced with the Devil and made Love in the Dark.

By the time Light peered its head thru the upstairs window,
Her cards were Laying on the Table, No Aces left up Her Sleeve.

She knew their Exchange was only Temporary,
So she Breathed Him in Deep,
creating a Reserve for use upon His Departure.

She Stared Intensely at Her Reflection,
Neither blinking, Raw Unspoken Truth.
Words need not be said, when a Gaze explains what one Innately Senses.
But her Intoxication gave Her Courage
And for that Moment, There was Nothing she Feared.

She was Looking at Freedom,
Having Long been Present Within Her Being,
Yet Somehow having Rested Its Head For Longer than Intended.
This Beauty that attracted her, would be the same that would push her away.
And this she Knew.

The Interplay of Light and Dark bouncing off the Glass Fascinated Her,
Piercing her Heart and Stinging her Soul in Sweet Surrender.
She Reached out, wanting to Grasp the Silver Glimmer that was Birthed from their Merging,
But she quickly Realized it was Not to be Clenched,
as she Witnessed Blood Slowly Seeping from her Fingers.

Her Focus Slowly Rose from her Red Hand,
Meeting His Eyes Once More.
And She Smiled.
Eyes of Love Saying “Thank You”
For that was All She had to Give.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Love & Truth

I'd like to share with all of you the tattoo I got today. This was symbolic of much of the growth and realizations I’ve experienced this past year. The poem below also explains an aspect of its representation for me. The artist who did it, Junk Roxxx, had a very gentle touch and I told him the needle felt so good, like "an angel nibbling me". He said that I was “the most animated person he had ever met”, which was a such a sweet compliment and funny considering everyone says I am like a fairy. ;)
The process was quick, about 15 minutes, and I listened to "Submerge: Til We Become the Sun" and "Pretty Wings" by Maxwell. It was a beautiful experience. Sitting in lotus my heart was very happy and my eyes teared up in gratitude. I am so thankful for those I've been blessed to encounter on my journey this lifetime and have been influential in the process.
Ok, ok ... Now that I set the scene, here's the poem..... ;)

I walk 3 steps forward.
You take 2 and 1 back.
After awhile I'm walking ahead and can't really turn back.
For if I grab your hand and pull you along,
you'll never be able to sing your own songs.
And although I'd love to continue and walk by your side,
Distinct intentions create separate paths that neither can deny.
So one of our gifts we will gently lay to rest,
To preserve the core essence of what we have left.
An essence so pure, preserved in spiritual planes.
Physical manifestation hindered by emotional aims.
I don't want you to change
If freedom is what you claim.
No more need to explain
No need to be ashamed.
And although feelings make me unable to remain
These moments may be few or extended longer the same.
For in my heart, our connection is still maintained.
What we've built is so strong, no words suffice as name.
I still Love you the same.
We are One... still the same.
So I'll proceed on my path and bow my head to you,
Honoring our bond still intact, only present in rare few.
Though the opposite direction I bravely do choose,
I'll never refute this Love and Undeniable Truth.
And for that reason,
Imprinted on me,
The symbol of all we came to be.
And always were and always will.
We are Love and Truth
United Still.

Let Me

Hello Beautiful Souls,

If you are receiving this, it is because you are one of the special people with whom I would like to share my poetry with. I just wrote this piece in the last hour, so it is fresh with my energy right now. As you may know, its a full moon tonight which brings out the rawness in me and of course the Love which oozes out of me and all my writings ;) Thank you for sharing my heart and being a source of inspiration.
Love, Mar Y Sol

Let me Write

Let me write for those who make music and rhymes
and carry passion in their eyes.
For those whose lips can express their heart
and send messages miles apart.

Let me Write

my name across your heart
your soul, let you lose control
let pleasures unfold
let your heart I mold
experience moments untold.
Witness what’s possible
when your bed’s no longer cold.

Let me Write

and teach you how to feel
to believe in the unreal
to allow you to breath deeply
when my feelings I reveal.

Let me Express

because we all just want some love and affection.
Time together, giving you my sole attention
and need I mention
how we’ll relax and unwind
with legs intertwined,
searching deeper for treasures
that few dare to find.

Let me Bare

Bare my body, anticipating the first time we’ll undress
Bare my heart, instant comfort makes it feel safe to express
Bare my mind, for intentions have no life if suppressed
Bare my soul, if you will listen to desires I confess.

Let me Love

Nothing less than what I always dreamed
Nothing more than it always seemed.
Finding in the final scenes,
Eternal lovers are few and far between.

Let me Love

because I’ve been set free
allowing me to clearly see
what I’ve wanted all along for me.
Now this is the only Truth set free,
that possibilities are real and infinitely me.