Wednesday, October 8, 2014

There Are No Words

There are no words
 that can properly dress my love for you.
So, I stand with no voice,
my love is naked before you.
My whispers but a breath,
my eyes are but the hands I caress you with.
It will be my soul that weaves
 through your heart and through your body.
As it is your scent I taste when I think of you my love.
~ Casey ~

Thursday, September 25, 2014

Behind the Veil of my Dreams

I cut through the veil of my dreams one night
to see just what orchestrated my visions as I slept.
And there before me was a painted woman,
floating gently in the abyss of my thoughts.
Her beauty was intoxicating, as I watched
the paintings move and change designs on her body,
as if one dream led into another.
No words were spoken, no sound was heard,
but a flow of magical movement between her body
and soul I watched.
Was this my dream maker?
Was this what guided me between the worlds
of conscious and unconscious breaths?
Slowly she danced as her eyes called my soul,
yet my body could not touch her, only my breath,
only my eyes.
So passionately I loved the Muse behind the veil
of my dreams.
Like a potter who sits at his wheel and creates a vase,
or an artist who stands before his canvas and paints a master piece,
the dream maker molds and paints my dreams.
So I say to you, now when I dream,
 I step behind the veil to commune with that
which turns the wheel and paints the canvas.
For I have seen what calls me between the worlds
of my conscious and unconscious breath.
~ Casey ~

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

When I Kiss You

I don’t just love you when it rains.
I love you when the lighting strikes
and the thunder roars.
As that is what I feel when I kiss you.
When I kiss you,
It is as if, inside my body
I splash like a thousand rain drops.
Harmoniously hitting a tin roof.
Grabbing each other and holding on
with their last breath, as if they will never
kiss again.
Yes, when I kiss you I am rain.
~ Casey ~

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

The 10 Comandments of Light and Love

Writings are taken from the unpublished book
"Proverbs and Parables of the Heart" 
Share them freely with all you love.
~ Casey~

Monday, September 8, 2014

Heart of Love

Those who truly embrace the voice of soul
will know there is no death.
But that we are life created in the heart of love.
Journeying in the light of eternity,
for there is no religion in Heaven.
As what gets you there is not a religious belief,
but a map of the soul.
~ Casey ~

Friday, September 5, 2014

When the Soul Speaks

To sing with your heart is to use the voice of passion
To write a poem with your soul is to use the voice of God.
Come into my mind, my soul and listen as
I whisper the ancient stories through my breath. 
My heart remembers you, as my soul rejoices in our dance.
Come, and I will sing to you a song that heals our world.
 Our journey is one of the soul as we touch each other’s heart,
 through spirit we are inseparable. 
When Soul speaks, the wind listens and shapes the clouds
in the sky like a river that flows smoothly with the elements
that surround you.
As the quill will dance upon the parchment with spirits
that delight in the hand that writes from the Soul.
~ Casey ~