Born beneath the boundless sky,
A son emerges, reaching high.
Breaking free from earthly ties,
Bathed in sun, a bold surprise.
Brave and bold, his destiny to try.
Through trials, thoughts begin to form,
Thrusting forward in the storm.
The truth, a thorn, a guiding norm.
Triumphant, he will overcome.
True strength within, no room for harm.
Forward fearless, fate unknown,
Facing fires, fears all flown.
Finding freedom, far from home,
Feasting flames, where spirits roam.
Fulfilling fate, his journey’s own.
Gifted grace, a glorious gain,
Growing grand, a noble reign.
Gathering strength, to quell all pain.
Giving generously, again and again.
Good deeds guide him, through sun and rain.
Eternal echoes, love’s refrain,
Enchanting eyes, a sweet refrain.
Embracing joy, a joyful train.
Everlasting bond, a sweet refrain.
Exalted hearts, forever sane.
© Jurgens Pieterse. All rights reserved. 2024
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~ The whispers of a rune reflection ~
From earthen womb and lunar lore we’re cast,
Sun-kissed and moon-touched, to forever outlast.
Cyclic dance of light and shadow’s gleam,
Weaving fate and destinies of waking dream.
Through mystic runes, our spirits find their way,
To ancient currents where old powers lay.
Solar fire ignites the soul’s desire,
Rune whispers calm the inner pyre.
Illuminating the soul’s deep core,
Ancient wisdom, a healing store.
Guiding us to life’s sacred lore.
Consciousness expands, our strength endures, conscience purifies.
As cosmic tides and wisdom’s light allure.
Love’s gentle flame, a spark within our core,
As shadows deepen, we discover more.
Beneath the veil, where secrets softly hide,
The moon’s embrace, a steady, guiding tide.
In the heart’s center, where wisdom’s light does gleam,
Harmony, abundance and joy are a perfect stream.
Unfolding slowly the soul’s spiritual dream.
© Jurgens Pieterse, 2024. All right reserved.
Sun-Kissed Days and a Heart Full of Butterflies: My First Love
Sun-Kissed Days and a Heart Full of Butterflies: My First Love
Sixteen. The age that swaggered in with the promise of manhood. I sported it like a young lion with its first mane, a clumsy confidence propelling every step. Our family vacation, a sun-drenched bonus, added an extra spring to my walk as young and old splashed in the cool embrace of the public pool.
And then, in a single, sun-dappled moment, I was a goner.
There she lay, a vision in a red swimsuit, her legs long and graceful. Her raven hair and chocolate brown eyes, accentuated by a smile that could launch a thousand ships, stole my breath away. I was a moth, hopelessly drawn to the flame.
Hours melted into a nervous haze before I finally gathered the courage to approach her. Her smile, a beacon of youthful delight, greeted me. Her voice, oh, it was like honey dripping from an angel’s mouth. Our eyes met, and my heart did a hummingbird impression in my chest.
This young goddess, barely thirteen with the delicate promise of womanhood, captivated me. She fueled my imagination, sending it soaring into flights of sweet fantasy.
For the rest of the vacation, we were inseparable. The first brush of our hands, a spark of electricity, sent shivers down my spine. Her soft kiss on my lips, a secret shared under the summer sun, was a treasure beyond compare. We devoured each other’s words, spilling secrets and dreams with youthful abandon. In her, I saw a kindred spirit, a soulmate. The very first.
Night after night, I drifted to sleep impatient for dawn, eager to greet another day with this enchanting creature.
But vacations, like all good things, have a cruel habit of ending. All too soon. Leaving her felt like ripping a piece of my soul out. The song in my heart morphed into a lump in my throat. Life, with its cruel sense of humor, tore us apart. Promises of future visits were a meager consolation prize as I wallowed in despair. The drive home was a blur, tears threatening to spill over my cheeks, held back only by the ironclad rule: “Boys don’t cry.” My only solace, a grainy photograph taken by the pool, her image a constant companion in my clenched fist.
A single, glorious weekend visit later, our fairy tale drew to a close. It was the final sigh of a beautiful journey, one that would later imbue Romeo and Juliet with a profound meaning. The exquisite pleasure of that first touch, that first kiss, was forever etched in my memory, alongside the deep pang of loss.
Yet, her memory endures. Her gentle spirit, her radiant smile, a testament to the kindness she showered upon me. Years later, with the ever-evolving world of technology, I searched for her on Facebook, but to no avail. Even today, a part of me longs for one last meeting, to look into her eyes, perhaps a little wiser, a little more wrinkled, and simply thank her for being the melody in my heart, the very first spark of love.
Awakening
BAR Awakening:
In slumber’s embrace, I find rebirth anew,
Nurtured by darkness, where dreams come true.
The pulse of light awakens my soul,
A symphony of life, making me whole.
SIG Emerging:
I rise from my bed, with intent so clear,
To conquer my ego, its whispers to fear.
Limitations I break, challenges I face,
With resolute spirit, I’ll find my place.
IS Turning within:
In the depths of my being, a quietude lies,
Where the master within, wisdom supplies.
Ever aware of the mind’s subtle sway,
The body’s embrace, where emotions hold sway.
MAN Divine Impulse:
Ignited by the divine, life’s essence takes flight,
From cosmic origins, a beacon so bright.
Consciousness kindled, conscience set free,
A symphony of existence, unfolding for me.
BAR- SIG – IS – MAN Will to Succeed:
With unwavering will, I pursue my desire,
To flourish and thrive, my heart set on fire.
Inner calm guides me, a compass so true,
Divine impulse and flow, my spirit renew.
HAGAL Human Soul:
Into the depths of the human soul, I descend,
Where compassion and kindness forever transcend.
In the depths of my being, a balance I seek,
To serve and to love, the words that I speak.
HAGAL Centeredness:
As midday’s radiance paints the sky,
Centeredness emerges, as I rise high.
Wisdom’s embrace, my spirit it fills,
A servant to mankind, dispelling all ills.
NOD-AR Cause and Effect:
Karma’s balance, a cosmic design,
Cause and effect, a tapestry entwined.
Timeless existence, in the moment I dwell,
Crafting my destiny, a story to tell.
OS-FA Gratitude and Humility:
Blessings received, with gratitude’s art,
Open hearts embrace, playing our part.
Giving and receiving, a harmonious dance,
A blessing to others, a life’s grand expanse.
RIT UR Resilience and Order:
Resilience and order, a union so strong,
From chaos to clarity, I’ll carry you along.
Fusing all aspects, into one perfect whole,
Potential unleashed, reaching my goal.
TYR LAF Love’s Reign:
Surrender to love, let compassion ignite,
Law and love intertwined, a beacon so bright.
Sacrificing the ego, the self’s grand display,
Love’s gentle embrace, guiding my way.
HAGAL Harmony:
Cause and effect aligned, giving refined,
Resilience and order, in harmony combined.
Love’s gentle embrace, with wisdom’s embrace,
A symphony of existence, in this sacred space.
KA Transmutation:
The power within, it continues to grow,
Transmuting the gross, letting the good glow.
Unlimited potential, a rainbow so bright,
Radiating outward, with all of my might.
THORN Emergence:
The cycle complete, integration so deep,
A new being emerges, from slumber’s steep.
The butterfly emerges, its wings taking flight,
Leaving the cocoon, bathed in radiant light.
YR Liberation:
The roots of false beliefs, now severed and gone,
Wisdom’s ascent, as life’s journey prolongs.
EH Union
Unison dissolves paradox, uniting all spheres,
Diversity and unity, casting away fears.
GIBOR Reintegration and Regeneration:
Reintegrate and regenerate, before dawn’s embrace,
Knowing a task well done, in this sacred space.
A life well-lived, with purpose so clear,
Divine radiance shining, casting out fear.
At the Temple gates
In awe I stand at the Temple’s gates,
Where ancient roots entwine with fates.
Do we grasp man’s true origin’s art,
Or lies it veiled in the old man’s heart?
I yearn to transcend, to transport afar,
To divine deeds etched in time’s scar.
Can we unveil the hidden, its essence untamed?
And escape the smiting, our spirits reclaimed?
Will piercing deep, where ethics reside,
To halt those who play with darkness’ tide.
The heart, the key, to unlock the sight,
To see with clarity, bathed in pure light.
Whispers sent to the heart’s inner core,
Power ascends from the solar plexus’ floor.
New revelations unfold, pristine and bright,
Demanding surrender, casting off the night.
Inner integrity and harmony reign,
The heart, a gentle yet penetrating gain.
It pierces depths beyond memory’s hold,
Exploring the realm, my inner fold.
The wanderer embarks on a journey’s embrace,
No effort, no loss, in this sacred space.
The traveller delves deep within its soul,
As a new vow takes hold, making hearts whole.
© Jurgens Pieterse, 2023, All rights reserved.
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