Preliminary Reliquary Gave Way To Ecstasy
Barbara M. Schwarz
Published for your pleasure – measure upon measure of Springtime leisure – to openly renew all that’s vibrant and good and true !
Preliminary Reliquary Gave Way To Ecstasy
Oh would you be like the bee
To move around so easily
A humming ecstasy
To bring forth life
enormously?
Reliquary – what could matter
now to me, except you see,
that I was happy !
Ever after simple pen,
words moved over
smooth as zen!
Every after, breathe again
simple future that I see
humming as a bee
and ever on enormously
learning now to free
the better part of energy
how could I once define
those moments that I prime
when here in Springtime see,
what matters now enormously
and though it shoots from within
see my body soul shall sing
wondrous as a wing
floating now on high
I reach the very sky
trembling as I try to see:
what matters now
enormously ! ! !
Inky inky flow
you taught me how to let go
inky inky seal
you gave my luck
a joyous seal
the ‘spring to life’ deal
I can no longer conceal
I am wheeling free
in such joy and energy
I am Spring on soldier wing
I am Spring in everything
and I rout you out
“Hear your joy!!!”
I shout
but you no longer see
what mattered once to me
simple source once
reliquary, simple source
once memory, simple source,
you know, pulls all life in its
tow, and whether you go slow,
or let the cold wind blow
Flora, now you know:
How the Springtime loved you so
Flora in your wake,
all the energy shake
alive from the earth
Welcome to your brooding
birth – welcome to a vibrant hearth
of winter showing you:
“It’s time to let the vibrant through!”
Wish winter now adieu
and wipe the sleep from you
Arise to your dawn:
Behold the earth is warm
and shorn from understanding
and steady in its wake
you have just one mission
with which the earth to shake:
AWAKE AWAKE AWAKE
in elephant footsteps
lake upon lake of flowers
showering through
calling all life to renew
the pledge of life in you
(to always soldier through
and do the best that you can do)
Venus, sheer awake, the passage
now that Springtime make
is strewn with many flowers
the heat and life of hours
stretched in the sun
see the solar energy
new warmth now become
cold fusion heart profusion
everyone – just
simple sound and tongue
the music, and the fun
of life on the run:
simply teeming through
rejoicing as you renew
the movement that rebound
in you from the living sun
See: the journey you have won
in depths of cold despair,
Winter taught you not to share
what was hidden there
until all life could repair
a vibrant humming atmosphere
the seasons are on time,
and see, my heart align
a reliquary to prime
within each living sign
of winter passing through
to let Great Spring enfold in you.
A simple haze: the light arrays
a simple moment true
before the sunlight burst anew
the simple life I see,
roaring now in ecstasy
And I cannot ignore
(I am at heaven’s door)
simple sense and final score
simple moment that now pour
‘participatory floor -
what are you now waiting for?!)
nothing; nothing further now to do
just let the sunlight shoulder you
nothing lets the love come through
as saying (loudly!):
‘I do, I do, Life, now fully embrace you!’
Embrace a space, an open trace -
embrace a score of ten
(to count you back together again)
a stitch in time: a life sign -
a stitch no less: to keep a sense of happiness !
Nataraja – the place where you are:
open to the morning star!
Open now your Spring
Life force of everything
Open now to see
Life force eternity
Open now to know
See how all can grow
Open now to show
Pure life force in open flow
Breathe exhilaration
Breathe and thought creation
See, I let you win:
Rhythmic energy timing
Open ecstasy
Open life that
Rushed to be
Life force instantly
Fire, Flesh and Flame
Roared together again
Fire, Flesh and Blood
Roared and thundered
As they could
All is now good wood
Open life now should
Bud and bud and bud
See my body
Feel my limbs
See, I speak in vibrant hymns
Joy’s own soul wins
It sings
It sings
It sings
The fearless heart made a start
Brand new wisdom to impart
Release the souls from death
Of wallowed destitute unhappiness
And I concentrated hard:
Played my body,
Pushed the card (and
removed all the lard)
Gave into each charade
Of ecstatic dance
And I saw each circumstance
(as a cavalcade of the joy
that Springtime made, so pray
now in aid: see the fearless,
none delayed!!!)
And I stayed to see:
Spring in all its ecstasy
Swung now once again
Spun now all the same:
the ever rising game
The fire arm fearless
proclaim:
Behold your rites of Spring
the fervour now in everything
about to take its wing
(no matter what the future bring)
here the grand surprise:
here is where the future lies
here I start to see
the subtle sense of ecstasy
lies existentially in living life
to full capacity
the gentle joy regain
my mudra open plane
I am Shiva
Life Joy Diva
All at once now to
receive her
into paradise
The swinging arms so (very) nice
The poise of fortitude
It is life I exude
behold now nothing preclude
behold no preliminary interlude
behold I now swing – with the life
force that I sing
“awaken now for me
and thrive in your own ecstasy
awaken and be free
from preliminary reliquary
for now you start to see
the life force of eternity”
awaken, now my flower
the sun new life shall shower
and you are budding through
as life designed you to
awaken and be free
and let the sun now see
the zenith of all ecstasy
the height of all your memory
is in the buzzing bee
exploding now ecstatically:
“ Come now, just for me
reach the highest you can be!”
And so the nectar tree pushed forward
furiously, curiously to see
no limit now to be
just an open sky
and the will to try
to sprout in all direction
and the wind with some affection
delightedly added chill
to saddle up a Springtime thrill
and in each memory still,
the blossom sweet my heart shall trill
and pink the noise of life
and pink the rosy strife
to push right on through
into a deadly queue
of blossoming right to
the end of all you do
I am Shiva, Come now:
you cannot deceive her
(you are ready to receive her -
Spring in all its wake
lets the mountains shake)
and the rivers quake within:
flowing flowing gently glowing
first face of light
the energy excite
of different sort of bright
reflection
the sun delights in all connection
perfection perfection perfection
ecstatic life erection: all coming through
boldly now the flowers knew
this was their moment to
remind you how Spring anew
the joy of life in all you do
Awaken now my Spring
Awaken Soul and sing
the power of the bee
to move to life enormously
Awaken how I see
Spring’s own ecstasy
See now heaven’s life elate
(is that too much to ruminate?)
all the worlds with life equate:
I am Shiva, happy dance
raised to life and circumstance
All of life in happy trance
Radiant eye at every glance
I am Shiva – see !
The dance of ecstasy
I broke in days of form
my heart and hand
grew warm, and here,
the sunlight sheer adorn
the life to which I was born!
A bright and brand new morn -
movement energy, spoken
once so wistfully, gather now
so gracefully, glisten now so
gleefully – rules and rhymes
with which your heart aligns
Open now to Springtime chimes!
Calligraphy – the force of your
own hand – the music that you
understand: worlds at your command;
worlds at your beck and call:
to stand amongst it all, for,
Master! hear them all !
I am Shiva, diamond eye;
I am Shiva, now I fly and
carry with the sky – all
of life’s great ply:
all of life’s great treasure -
measure upon measure
upon measure,
I open at my leisure to
Springtime’s joyful pleasure
and layers upon layers
of sweet Springtime soothsayers
cannot really recall
the ecstasy that I now wall
into the very sky
to push all life to cry
“we are born to higher things,
lift our hearts and gentle wings”
and hear now how my message
sings: behold the flames and wings
that each Springtime brings!
Sovereign discovery -
Sovereign recovery
Life is strong in me
I am Spring’s own ecstasy
and carry forth a harmony
to simply always see:
the best now flourish in you
and me
And the journey carry on
with the love that I have won
I am no longer one
but I am the many things
that flutter as bright wings
It sings
It sings
It sings
The soul that brings her wings
and causes her to say:
Behold Springtime’s sweet array
of life in all its sway and bound with
the vibrant heat from all the ground
is rising in our shoots and shaking
all our roots – we’re in cahoots
with Spring:
and that’s worth wondering!
Spring is popping…
oh, there’s no stopping me -
I’m on a journey
to heart of ecstasy
I am flying free
(from all preliminary)
and, as far as I can see
last year’s reliquary:
meant the world to me
to help me always be
a life force energy!
Behold most glorious Spring
the one that now return and bring
the greatest that the world can see:
movement energy that’s popping now
for free in all that’s in front of me
Popping fast, so furiously
behold Springtime’s own ecstasy
a menagerie of a lifetime’s energy
and a buzzing bee applauds
now loud and precariously:
matching to my beat
see my heart and feel my feet
I am rising swift and neat
all of life now to complete
all of life one glory seat
just to hear refrain:
Behold great joy in Springtime plane
‘Sprout and sprout and sprout”
that’s all the bee can shout,
and don’t you doubt a word
of all the joy that you have heard
this is Springtime rushing through
sleepy eyes, awake now do!!!
Time to fly like a bird
soar so high with every word
of ecstasy, for in such manifold
memory, the hidden heart can free
the power just to be
a preliminary reliquary
waiting just to see:
how winter now release me!
Heavenward – just like the bird
And at that word, and with a shout,
the bee cried out:
‘There’s so much more I want to see
of all your love and ecstasy !!!
I need your nectar juices, I need the joy
in open sluices and how life now spruces
So come, be bold let me see you life enfold
for me as a brand new memory
of Springtime’s harmony”
Come and float your rhyme
make your rhythm reach its prime
and see I’ll let you dine
on ecstatic pure sunshine!”
Springtime, in your wake – oh the glory
we shall make and rising to our song
and with one voice, we’ll carry on with
what all of life prolong
the simple reliquary of living life in ecstasy
“Skyward!” I now said,
and commanded Spring’s own head
to quicken now the dead leaves of yesterday
and see what gathers movement and to the earth relay
a sense of wondering, a sense of mumbled thing
that first release of wing
the echoes of an early Spring
that always shall rebound in me
a primal sense of reliquary
that preliminary thing
that causes now my heart to sing
and gives my soul its special wing
and in the fling of the cold air
I catch ecstatic movement fair
and free arise now to the life in me
a cold cold wind now blew
and as the cobwebs flew
I rose to life anew:
“I am Venus, simple sphere
arisen from a sky so clear
when in the sea, I reappear,
I am love divine
catching breath in pure sunshine
I am lively manner
I am quickening hammer
and I feel the blast, of the mistral
at last – that cold cold wind that blow
to let me all my flowers show
I am Venus risen from the grave
a thousand lives with joy to save
away from the misery they crave,
for now lets see the Spring
in all its wondering!
I am Springtime’s harmony
reaching out ecstatically:
you cannot fool me – I am
life and soul’s precocity
I’m at full velocity
and I open true
to reverberate anew
the Springtime that now grew
in colours proud and true
A simple delicate thing
the breath of life’s first wondering
A simple delicate store
to worship life in one and all
A simple delicate feast
when Springtime all the buds release
A simple thing I see
the joy of my own reliquary
The simple sense I knew
that Spring will always follow through
and arise to mightier things,
in hidden delicacy sings
what once you could not see:
here, now rebounds such ecstasy
released in sunshine’s memory,
when the sun swoops down for free
to energise the life in me
‘hurry, hurry: do!’ the bee
is calling you to keep on coming
through and worship life anew
as Springtime showed you to
release all you can do,
to freshen up the world you knew
and in a spade of trance
the moves and sense of circumstance,
that inkling from the past
when the sun was caught to cast
a gentle kindly laugh
upon our wakening path:
a moment in our wake
why how our lives snake
free in ecstasy
such monumental energy
Shudder in my eye,
see the sun now fly
higher in the sky
the zenith as a pie
to reach all that we
may try,
and confound
every sound
with what we thought
was in the ground
the earth is live awake
the earth with life now shake
and quakes us from our boots
and lets now grow green shoots
so just put away
the cobwebs of your yesterday
and ecstatically
welcome now the sun in me.
A private destiny to always ever see
the blossom of a tree
a life force memory
shower down on me
and breathe me to my sense
that all of life is recompense
and desire to catch alive
a Springtime fire of delight
bathed in sunshine’s purest sight
of always every growing
whichever way the wind is blowing
and sowing now your seed
with which new life to creed.
You bleed a little less
when it’s Springtime you possess
You heed a little more
when you hear the robins pour
out their every word:
“It is Springtime, so we’ve heard”
and raining down on me,
petals now of ecstasy
mingled with new memory
and all of life a reliquary
of sacred life’s own harmony
and I discover and repair
the sovereign moment that I share:
I have loved my life just there
breathing softly Springtime air.
And a moment to confuse,
and a lifetime to peruse
but I hear the bell and
hear the voice that time
shall sell as a never-ending
well of happiness:
Springtime reliquary
you are your own ecstasy
and I whistled through -
howled like the wind at you
and you shot to the sky
for you were born to fly
ever ever high
each time Springtime sigh
with delight:
“It is the sun within my sight
that begs me bright and free
to release all that is within me”
Such tide of understanding,
lifts a moment’s countermanding
the hot and cold that blow:
life is truly on the go
and so I beg adieu,
my winter coat has fluffy fur
and I concur I need
no longer snuggle to each creed
my bed is all made up, and
my simple life became unstuck
(Hauruck, Hauruck mit Frühjahrsschmuck)
I am ready to adorn
I feel the earth: the sun is warm,
and I cascade my flowers
I worked upon for hours
I am Flora come to you
see that you all life renew
just as Venus wished you to
embrace the love that springs in you.
You think it’s lush and so much slush and mush
but now just simply hush…
do you not hear what becomes ever clear:
with each vibrant sound that Spring draw near,
and beg you now to see
the sun reflects in you and me
a simple harmony
to arise to our own ecstasy
Springtime memory
Life’s own reliquary
is pushing now to free
a vibrant life for you and me.
That simple tug of war
Life is what Spring adore
Life is worth waiting for
Fighting claw of every inch
and angle, just now with the sun
to tangle and dangle just ahead
a flight of ecstasy instead,
so leave now your cleft -
you felt in winter once bereft,
simply now be deft:
embrace the very sun
for Springtime has begun
and the bee so fleet
cried: “I’ll clap you to your feet”
and as the bee hummed along
my heart and soul strummed to its song,
and, Springtime became so very strong
moving life and love along:
winning energy throng to heed
what it is we now need:
see my simple saying – it is the earth
now swaying and begging to begin
seductress joyful wing
in Spring my soul now sing and
bring a message true:
behold new life shall spring in you,
for I now can give
all the love I have to live, and
I shall surge now free
victorious in my energy
filled with total ecstasy
behold the winged that
flee cocoon’s lost memory
Springtime harmony
a subtle force in ecstasy
an energy that pushes
harder than you see
to renew the joy in me
It pushes harder than
before to open now a brand new door
to life and love and as before,
I hear the vibrant core
shout much louder now for more
“Blossom in your quarter
Blossom in the day
you felt the cold wind blow your way
Blossom now for free
you are Springtime’s ecstasy
Blossom now for all
see your life stand tall”
and the bee,
carried on regardlessly
“There’s much more I can see
if you just open free to Springtime’s
harmony… what care I for old reliquary
this is now my missionary stance: to
discover joy at every glance, so open
in each circumstance and start to flood
on through with rhythmic life that
abounds in you”
And then the buzzy bee
went further out to see
what more could be
achieved, when Springtime
open she received.
I am Shiva on each wing
I cause life and soul to sing
See the future that I bring
glistening so free when we
arise to ecstasy.
River, river, tall and free
life and love that once saved
me, I am hidden safe to see
no longer bound to reliquary.
Spring is spring’s own memory
life is none’s own enemy
life is pouring through,
every moment grand and new
just to awaken you
to the life force that just knew:
all of life a living pew
to worship now the sun in you.
Purple Eyes Publishing
I had not wanted to stutter or another word now utter to you, but in the cold all life renew, what had brought the sun so true, and turned around what once I knew, into a daze where energy plays, a simple truth that now says:
Let Springtime joy embrace your way, and let your life begin to play, ecstatic light array!
Let all my yesterday open now to sun’s grand array.
And, Springtime energy: behold your reliquary, a simple sunshine harmony.
And then I held my breath, the simplest stasis to caress, that what had mattered once for me, had no more livery, and I could simply see, quite enormously, that any reliquary was bounded on a wing with which now Springtime sing, beyond every sway, of what was once my yesterday.
So delivered up today, beyond every fray, I feel the heat of life’s own way, that bring to memory a vibrant tone of ecstasy.
The Great Vine: the moment sketched on time.
And in a journey reached of hand,
I return to marigold land
Silver vine – to grow so steadily
over time
A moment of reflection
The earth is in connection
Perfection perfection perfection
to witness our own resurrection
Blossom swift away
blossom wildly just today
blossom so that you may say
‘Rich and beautiful has been my day!’
Without further allay – the sun is out to play!
Hooray !!!
I thought that I could see, the matter straight in front of me, but Springtime's energy releases entirely a different memory, and causes me to be sovereign entity. A world not as it meant to be, but what is coming through is that Springtime renew what had held such hope for you. Reliquary a simple source of history, when all a mystery, life itself twists free to vibrant ecstasy.