Wind Dancing Dune — A Poem

an illusion of separateness

This poem was written nearly one year ago. I re-connected with a woman I barely knew from High School. We had an immensely powerful heart connection which produced a kundalini experience in me — very healing. It was a brief encounter.

It’s much easier to see the energy between two other people whether physically present or not than it is to see energy with someone with whom I have a heart connection. The attachment and the bond of love erases much of my ability to “see”. In this way secrets may flourish.

If we all were able to see/feel the energy of the in-between then this illusion of separateness might just dissipate.

Wind Dancing Dune

Under light sublime of moon

Glistening heatwaves shimmer rising;

Distant waves lap shore.

Dusk fades to night — envelops day in soft embrace — protected.

Dune metamorphosing with warm wind’s hands

Shape and caress her edges gliding repose.

Soft delicate strength and vulnerable she accepts wind’s

Fingertips scarcely feathering form;

She acquiesces in appearances — feint.

Shapeshifting grains of sand

Cast stars domes of heaven

Upon wind’s dreams flight, she transforms

Him to light a solar wind — true.

His solar fire stutters to the spark of her stars

Brilliant be ensconced in Dune’s fragile resiliency.

Together their spark paints the heavens with a burst

Of dancing aura in borealis trails…

Cascading all, bliss of light from supernova makes –

Sparkled dust from Dune’s embrace of solar fire from nebula make

And fade into inky black waves of night.

And rest in rapture made.

F. K. Ontario

© April 2020