Loneliness

Lonelinessisemptiness.That blank space,A polishedcold floormade ofmarbleSurrounded byconcrete wallsHigh ceilingwith no lightsHowling darkness.Absence.Like there never was,like we never were. Loneliness is the emptiness we feel when we're aching to be occupied by something else, by someone else when what we are actually longing for is our own soul. Loneliness is a marble floor where cold rises …

The Divine Is

The Divine is the undercurrent. The constant humming you've become accustomed to. It's the energy firing through your wires. The light flickering through your eyes. It's the images flashing in your mind. Random and senseless as they might be, they are not trapped by space and time. [ They are neither here nor there. They …

Go to the bottom

Why hang out on the surface when you can go to the bottom? Your pot of gold can only be found in the profound. Commune with your soul in the Unknown. Die into your form so you can discover what you're truly made of. You are Reborn.

I am Home

I am the tree that grows again, after a long period of drought. I am also the birds that are coming back home to it.

Arrival

A snapshot. A stop sign. A flashback. Our life unfolds in these fleeting moments. Clues of who we are becoming, stuck between the window panes hidden between sighs lying under the ashes.   I sit on top a flashing hotel sign. I've been waiting for someone to pick me up all this time.   I …

I have Arrived

Pulled. I was being pulled by romance, longing, purpose;   or so I thought.   I was rushing to meet you, Found myself moving in circles instead;   a long stretch of houses, shops, corners and corridors.   I could lose myself.   When I've finally stopped to gather my breath, looked around hoping to …

Our Heart is a Portal

It depends on our commitment to expand our capacity to feel how the world unfolds. Richness surrounds us, and can never contain itself we just need to open ourselves fully to participate in this spontaneous yet orchestrated overflow. *An ode to my feisty, tender feline friend, Cool-aid; who has melted my heart back to its …

An Opening

I need you to stay still - Blink once Blink twice But don't avert your eyes. I need you to sense what's coming - Hear the sirens Just beneath your feet. Tremors and smoke; A thousand falling ashes. You've waited for this - You deserve this. Brace yourself For that which is arriving - It's …

The Resurrection, the longing for

I state my claim I scratch the surface, I go deep I scrape the bottom, I'm insatiable. I crave for fragments I feed on chunks, I turn it inside-out. Nothing's left but I want more, I lick the ashes of what once was the core. daena de guzman | 2017

Unicorn thoughts

Maybe I'm just tracing the lines of my comfort zone. Going in circles. I couldn't seem to find my way out. So all I do is go in circles. Trapped in my own carousel. It's already a miracle, though to have finally realized that I am moving but not going anywhere, that I am in …