Open Book

I am an open book
my soul's prose
written on each
timeworn page
I want you to read me
so you remember
my past
........present
................... future
scripted by the words
that have been written
with my heart
I want you to understand
every line
............passage
....................chapter
making notations
highlighting words
underlining
each memory
so you will not
forget
all I am
in your hands
I am an open book
my soul exposed
with every letter
dancing in your mind
drawing pictures
.............thoughts
.......................memories
of all that I
have become
because of you

I am yours to read
to know like
the back of your hand
.............your heart
.......................your soul

would you like
to know
my story?

~~~ Original Poetry by Kasia Cummings Feb '11~~~
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Lyrics to "the Blowers Daughter" by Damien Rice

"The Blower's Daughter"



And so it is

Just like you said it would be

Life goes easy on me

Most of the time

And so it is

The shorter story

No love, no glory

No hero in her sky



I can't take my eyes off of you

I can't take my eyes off you

I can't take my eyes off of you

I can't take my eyes off you

I can't take my eyes off you

I can't take my eyes...



And so it is

Just like you said it should be

We'll both forget the breeze

Most of the time

And so it is

The colder water

The blower's daughter

The pupil in denial



I can't take my eyes off of you

I can't take my eyes off you

I can't take my eyes off of you

I can't take my eyes off you

I can't take my eyes off you

I can't take my eyes...



Did I say that I loathe you?

Did I say that I want to

Leave it all behind?



I can't take my mind off of you

I can't take my mind off you

I can't take my mind off of you

I can't take my mind off you

I can't take my mind off you

I can't take my mind...

My mind...my mind...

'Til I find somebody new

The Truest Me

This is me

the girl that danced

to hand me down 45's

because there wasn't enough money

for her ballerina dreams

singing and dancing her heart out

in the mirror

This is me

the girl who picked up

stones and pebbles

along the littered streets

because they were pretty

and different

solid and permanent

unlike her life

This is me

the girl who loved to read

by the window in the rain

the pitter patter of drops

to take me away

where the world was not full

of chaos

enchanted by fairy tales

and princes that always

saved the day

This is me

the girl who thought

that she could save the world

with kindness and love

only to be shown

that the loveless

and unkind

sit at the top

This is me

the girl who believed that

she would be something

other than ordinary

who would lead a life

of exploration and wonder

her name not just a number

but a force

to be recconed with

This is me

the girl who was, is

a dreamer

who still believes that good can win

and that you shouldn't compromise

your soul for frivolous things

that still longs for the day

that she can sing on stage

unafraid of singing off key

the girl that yearns for happiness

and fulfillment

in the little things

I am the girl of my past

and the woman of my future

This is the truest me

Silently

Silently, I contemplate

my release

the purging of my soul

has no boundaries

I am awash with the mysteries

of myself

captured and enamoured

by the complex simplicity

that lies in my heart

Silently, I grieve

Am I to be only half full?

A meager displacement of the wonder

that I have been

in lives before?

Or am I to be

an overflowing cask 

of the sweetest wine

that leaves a warmth in your belly

and a yearning in your heart?

Silently, I dream

I yearn for my new lifetime

Full of amazement and adventure

I look for the breaking open

where the chasm can release

the greatness that has been held inside

for aeons

Silently, I wait.

A Much Needed Rest

My friends, I  have needed rest.  With a spiltting headache and dizzy gait, I laid my head down to ease the turmoil that has been created by all that surrounds me.  It worries me, these spells of disjointed chaos reaked upon my physical self.  Maybe it is one more sign to make a choice that will serve my higher good...and not those of others.  I have been burning the proverbial candle at both ands, and the middle as well.  I will need help to extinguish all but one of these flames.  I fear that my life, my sanity and my purpose depends upon it.

Let me shine one light for the word to see. 

Brighter than any flame that has gone before this. 

One light to show my soul. 

One passion to create beauty for all to see.

Inspire Me Mondays...the weight of water

~*::{From my garden}::*~

The flowers are falling

heavy from

God's tears

encumbered by the

weight of water

they are no longer

held up

by resisitance

their stalks bent

their faces turned

downward

as if in deep

prayer

I suppose

it is fitting

that the flowers

are a reflection

of a heavy heart

kneeling on the

soggy ground

waiting for the sun

to come and dry

its tears

Today

I am held up

by the weight

of water

for after the floods

come rebirth

and renewal

new sprouts of grass

stand up with vigor

flowers turn their faces

to the sun

able to breathe

once again

The Heart of a Fake Rose

~*::{The Heart of a Fake Rose}::*~

I sat there

transfixed
knowing that I
could have
should have
been the one
up on stage

Funny how life
directs
the symphony
sometimes
the cacophony
of our concert
our heart wrenching
ballade
our soul stirring
song
that is slightly
off key

I am faced
by my flat notes
my opportunities
squandered
all for the love of
nothing
that has made me feel
inadequate
and sad
that I have not
taken all
that had been
set before me

I have left my meal
half eaten
yet my soul
still hungers
my wine is spilled
on the tablecloth
stains of lust
and denial
and I am
parched

How has this
become my
circumstance
From where
do I lay
my next step
that leads me
from
myself

Lift Your Face to the Sun

~*::Day Lillies::*~

~*::Peony::*~

~*::Flame Rose::*~

~*::}{::*~
For all of the beautiful faces
that forget to feel the warmth
of the sun
because they feel
unworthy
of it's sparkling
love
Lift your faces
so the world can see
the loveliness
that is
You

Let Me Lift You Up

Let me lift you up

all those who are weary

let me strengthen your reslove

all those who have seen sorrow

I will be your guide

Let me hold your hand

and console your despair

let me send hope into your hearts

all those who have felt pain

I will be your salve

Let me dry your tears

all those who are fearful

let me wrap love around your hearts

all those who have been injured

I will be your maid servant

Let me lift you up

all those who have lost

let me give you healing in these days

all those who have said goodbye

I will hold them in my heart

Dedicated to all those who have been touched by the crash of Flight 3407 in Clarence, NY

Know that God is with you, always.

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