Rodina's Poems
STRENGTH
I am strong!
I can walk through the harshest winds
and climb the tallest mountains.
Though it's cold and the pain is intense,
I embrace the obstacles that try to throw me down.
I can do this!
I've done it before.
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger so they say.
This is truth, it's hard, it hurts.
I eat pain for breakfast because I can't stomach food.
I breathe through it, I send this pain love,
I forgive,
and try to quiet my mind from my thoughts of pain.
I am life force, I am brilliance, I am beauty,
I fight for my right to be FREE,
FREE from all that which holds me back
or those that put me down.
I give back to you the negativity you have bestowed upon me.
I don't want it, I don't accept it,
because I LOVE MYSELF and I deserve more,
I deserve to be happy.
So I give gifts of love and kindness to all that cross my path,
this is how you fight the wrath,
this is how you gather STRENGTH.
I forgive those that have given me gifts of hate and negativity.
I give them their gifts back,
then send them gifts of love and kindness,
in hopes that one day they too can fight the DARKNESS they live in,
and see the beautiful, brilliant light of peace, love and freedom.
Isn't that what we all want?
If you want happiness, love and peace you have to first learn to give those gifts to others.
Refraine from judgement and making assumptions,
for they are choices that lead to pain.
Find your STRENGTH and choose LOVE,
choose LIGHT,
so we can leave the DARKNESS for the time of day we call NIGHT!
By Rodina Patrick
SHINE
It's a new day. It's a new breath.
I am left to seek that which stirs my soul.
Toward the infinite and that which is beyond us, I'm on the prowl to search for meaning in each new day.
I breathe in the force that guides me through the untrue,
and I find truth.
I smile at the face of fear and find strength.
I bathe in forgiveness for it free's my soul.
I try not to understand the reasons of others, for it brings me back to the illusion from whence I came.
It is through the pain that I cannot bear to turn around, and go back there again. The only way to move, is forward. Toward my dreams, toward the bliss of right now and all that is unseen.
The eyes may have not seen, but it is the heart that feels,
and it is in that true feeling that your dreams can become real.
Just wait, sit back, and believe it will come.
Your faith is one of the keys, in your life's practicum.
Your personal reality is created in your mind.
If you hate, you'll find that which creates more hate.
If you love, you'll find that which creates more love.
Don't give in, don't give up, rise up and show the world what your made of.
This is my purpose! This is your purpose!
We're all born to search for ourselves, so don't waste time, walk through it, become it, and SHINE your purpose onto others.
By Rodina Patrick
JUST BREATHE
I close my eyes, breathe in and out.
My breath becomes deeper and longer,
I feel the rise and fall of my belly,
expanding and contracting like that of a baby's belly.
I feel the cool fresh air flow into my nostrils.
I breathe this air in as though each breath was my last,
savouring each sip of fresh, clean, vibrant oxygen.
I breathe out slow and controlled,
as though each exhale was my last,
holding onto every ounce of time before I reach the death of this breath.
Embracing the new life that rides on my next inhalation.
I feel my body become more relaxed and more relaxed.
Though my mind wanders to my thoughts of past and future,
I take a moment and notice the thoughts that pop in,
then with awareness I bring my thoughts back to the flow of my breath,
and continue to focus.
Feeling my breath, listening to my breath,
as it sounds like the waves of the ocean rolling softly onto the shore,
then flowing back into itself.
I do my best to stay present,
by focusing on the still points that my breath leads me to.
The movement of my belly,
the cool air flowing in and the warm air flowing out through
the rims of my nostrils,
the feeling of my breath,
and lastly the effect my slow controlled breathing and the stilling of my thoughts have on the rest of my body.
I am at peace, I am content with myself in each moment that passes me by,
I am bliss, I am compassion, I am greatful and thankful, I am love, I am free.
By Rodina Patrick
GOING TO VICTORIA
It is meant to be!
I can feel the essence of the universe vibrating through me.
Like beams of light filled with love.
The pulse of the earth syncrinizes with the pulse of mine,
With every beat shines forth the truth we are meant to find.
And I die to be reborn again.
Listen and thee shall hear,
Feel and thee shall know.
Be true to your heart and your light will grow.
I'm in the rain, I'm in the trees, I'm in the rocks,
I can set you free.
All that is, was meant to be.
Fill your heart with your dreams in life.
Plant the seed and watch it grow.
Live for your child, for the seed of action.
With a smile on your face and love in your heart,
We have the power to make it happen.
By Rodina Patrick
I TURNED TO THE SKY
The truth lies within,
when I close my eyes I feel it and see it.
The bright light at the centre of my forhead radiates from the inside out,
like a beam of pure white light,
feeding me the answers to all the questions that have longed for understanding.
As I sat outside on the front door step,
gazing up at the stars,
through a childs eyes,
with excitement and wonder.
Connecting the dots, it was as though everything came together.
I knew why the stars had been looked at so closely in the past and why now they are often taken for granted and over looked.
It was as though a light bulb had miraculously turned on inside me,
the answer shot through my very core, and i just knew!
Years ago when the media had not yet been born,
humans relied on relationships with other people to entertain themselves.
And furthermore, they often turned to nature, for food, for medicine, for emotional healing, for shelter and amusement and for answers.
These people knew the significance of what nature and other humans had to offer,
within the meaning of their lives.
They turned to the sky, the sun, the moon, the stars, the clouds, for knowledge, entertainment and understanding.
The sky was their t.v set!
As I imagined life without technology, it made perfect sense. Imagining life without the illusion of society,
I too would turn to the sky, connecting the dots, creating shapes from the placement of the stars, becoming one with the stars as you allow yourself to turn your awareness toward them.
You feel the energy of the stars flow through you,
sending you the answers of the heavens above.
Allowing intelligence into your body from the above.
And somehow you just know because you can feel it.
As I turned to the sky with the eyes of a child,
completely enveloped in the moment as children are.
Enjoying the beauty of the stars, and giggling to myself at the shapes my eyes had allowed my mind to create, from connecting the stars.
I fell in love with the sky in that moment.
And with that love I felt greatful, blessed and thankful,
for all the experiences whether good or bad I had gone through,
for I knew all those experiences lead to to that moment.
That moment of realization, that moment of feeling and contentment, that moment of knowing that I am exactly in the place where I am suposed to be, right now.
By Rodina Patrick
THE GIFT
I am alive in this world I've taken for granted.
I didn't know it until now.
My eyes are open, and my heart is ready.
I understand what it means to be free.
To open your arms and reach your fingers toward the sky,
and breathe in all the energy of the universe.
Standing tall like a mountain,
I am so high, and all my peaks have snow.
I am this mountain,
Strong, steady, grounded and firm.
I can make it through even the coldest winds,
for this mountain is me,
and I hold apart of it within.
I know I've been cruel,
I've ignored you.
I was blinded by the illusion,
because I didn't believe.
Within the ripe part of you,
I've seen the seed.
It carries innocence and longing,
and all that is beyond what the eye can see.
I've been given the greatest gift of all,
because I am alive in this world.
And all that this world holds lives inside me.
It crawls in my veins and sleeps in my heart.
And when you dream, you dream me.
You dream all the answers to the questions
that have always longed for understanding.
I know you like I've never known you.
I always knew you were there,
but because I didn't see I didn't believe.
Yet you came to me last night and you said hello.
You are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen,
And I thank you for giving me the gift of understanding.
For I will never take you for granted ever again!
THE GIFT
By Rodina Patrick
I'M GOING TO KEEP ON RUNNING
I'm going to keep on running no matter where or how far.
I'm going to keep on running the finish is a new start.
As I breathe I feel the power penetrate my lungs.
My stride is singing songs with the wind,
letting me flow to where I am going,
as I feel the air on my skin.
As I breathe I feel life, I feel unstoppable and free.
That same breath I inhale, was the exhale from the trees.
I feel one with the earth in this prana I bathe in,
unification becomes me, mind, body and spirit within.
I'm going to keep on running no matter where or how far.
I'm going to keep on running the finish is a new start.
By Rodina Patrick
THE JOURNEY NOT THE DESTINATION
I am the luckiest person in the whole world. I have found my truth, and for that I am truly greatful. I am still in search of my whole voice which speaks the child within me, but I know finding those gifts are all apart of my journey.
And it's not about the destination, it's about the journey that gets you there. Sometimes each destination may take years to get too. So if your not paying attention to the journey, then by the time you get to your destination, it just feels like it went by so fast. You need to make memories while your on your journey to help you remember the years between your destinations.
By Rodina Patrick
WHERE I BELONG
Let's drive all night with nowhere to go,
let's gun it fast and brake it slow.
Let's look at the stars through the leaves on the trees.
Let's open the windows so we can feel the breeze.
Let's turn on the music and play it loud,
let's dance while we drive and sing it proud.
Between the passion and the truth,
within your heartbeat lies the proof,
within the vibrance we are strong,
with you is where I belong.
Let's run around in just bare feet,
and not give a dame if we look messy or neat.
Let's talk all night until the sun comes up,
and sleep all day in each others arms.
Let's be one with the moment creating our own time.
Let's disobey all orders and cross all the lines.
Between the passion and the truth,
within your heartbeat lies the proof,
within the vibrance we are strong,
with you is where I belong.
Let's be dangerous,
Let's feel free, Let's learn to fly,
Let's dance the beat.
Let's carry the sun beneath our skin,
so everyone we meet can see us shining from within.
Between the passion and the truth,
within your heartbeat lies the proof,
within the vibrance we are strong,
with you is where I belong.
By Rodina Patrick
DUST
Dried up fruit is what we've become.
No more like those flowers you gave me last year.
I'm scared of knowing.
Hidden beneath the flesh of my tongue.
Secrets and stories unsaid,
as though yesterdays news unwatched.
Fairies upon my frost bit window.
Prying her little fingers through,
so she may sleep upon my pillow,
with silver wings.
Warmth lingers upon sawdust in the night.
Fear that the trees may see dust in their reflection.
What have we become?
A single dust particle that lingers in the night.
By Rodina Patrick
HUMANITY
Humanity is but a piece of beauty mended with flesh and sealed with concrete.
Surrounded by bending trees and winding roads.
Placed within the realization that strength may be weak,
and eyes light up when we are happy.
Fruit and candy swallowed by dry tongues and crooked teeth.
Anorexic bodies dancing round with tiny breasts and bony hands.
While t.v's have their own meaning of beauty in the slightest word or phrase.
And in what form may lead to deconstructed thoughts and great expectations.
Wandering this world of pierced nipples and butterfly tattoos.
With choices to lead yourself to shallow water or fall into the deep.
Voices speak of new things to which the youth listens.
And in the end it all becomes a piece of beauty mended with flesh and sealed with concrete.
By Rodina Patrick
SUFFOCATION
Today I feel like flying away,
soaring through the wind,
through the summers breeze, and capturing life in my open arms.
I do not want to count numbers any longer,
I pray to exhale music that lingers in these lungs of mine.
And sing until passion dries out my tongue.
I feel as though this space around me has no longer become a space,
but a suffocation.
As though I cannot breathe,
and I wish to speak to those out of my reach.
How strange it seems to listen to what I say.
For I want things I can have yet cannot touch.
And I wish to be placed in another room full of wanting,
instead of suffocation.
By Rodina Patrick
TREMBLES IN MY VEINS
Inside a voice trembles in my veins.
It crawls in my blood and whispers fear.
I shed my armour before the truth.
And I hear pain in the depths of my belly.
Unlike the dawn of yesterday,
the sun makes love with the moon over shining seas.
And the water which captured my purity drys like the desert sand under a red sky.
With beds of paint and veins covered of thorn and blossoms.
My heart fears your absence.
You become so fierce like a hurricane blowing away my heart,
as though it was just a playing card in your game of war.
Not sure of your meaning or your thoughts.
I read your eyes like an ancient flower,
seeking it's answers from the place it stands.
I see uncertainty in the sky of your pupil.
Though your mouth reassures my core that love is here to stay.
The uncertainty that overwhelms in your eyes,
speaks to my heart and tells it you are unsure of your words.
Which showers down a fear that trembles in my veins.
And I wonder if in actuality I am losing you.
By Rodina Patrick
LEARN TO FLY
Inside there's a space within you.
It's locked up, but you have the key.
Open your heart and feel it within you.
Only you can set yourself free.
The time is now, right here in this moment.
Shed a tear and feel the proof.
Look within, feel it and know it.
In the silence you'll find the truth, the truth of you.
Look in my eyes, see how their glowing.
My light within shines right through.
There's nothing better than feeling the knowing.
Take my hand and I'll send my light to you.
I know your scared, you gotta face what your feeling.
Let go, and feel the love inside.
Spread your wings and fear not of falling.
You have to live and let your old self die.
LEARN TO FLY!
By Rodina Patrick
SHOT IN THE DARK
I sit here and stare into a space,
thinking of you and how my heart aches.
Knowing that what I feel for you,
I have to put to the side, turn away and never look back.
What I need and what I crave lingers inside my chest.
My heart beats and my eyes see,
but what I feel contradicts the physicality of what is true.
I have lost myself within you.
How do I turn away and turn my feelings off.
It's not as simple as flicking the switch.
I can't stop thinking of you,
you crawl in my veins,
consuming the meaning of me.
My mind races with thoughts of last night.
A night I did not want to come to an end.
I see your spirit, free and clear as the light of day.
Yet I can sense your fear.
Your wounds shine forth in the energy I can feel,
when our skin meets.
Where does your fear stem from?
Release it, let go, and fall in.
Fall into the depths of my soul.
There is a part of me,
sitting waiting patiently,
for you to walk inside me and open the door.
Kiss me, touch me and set me free.
With this uncertainty,
what can we make certain?
A shot in the dark.
By Rodina Patrick
MY THOUGHTS RUN TO YOU
I miss you,
and the energy that permeates from your being into mine.
I'm still thinking of you after all this time,
and though I've been trying to find the essence of what I am made of;
My thoughts always run to you with open arms.
I have hope and faith as I make it through each day.
There's always some way to find a way up if you happen to fall.
I will not wait for the day, for I know it will come.
I will live each day from start to end,
and suspend my heart, from the thread which it descends.
The cloudy days rain on my skin.
Showering down the beauty of heaven,
and I bathe myself within the energy of the universe,
uniting my heart with the force.
Yet today I walk around in a daze,
from playing with fire which should not have been played.
And I'm ashamed.
I think of you for comfort,
filling my heart with this warm essence,
of what safety feels like.
I think of you, and what your smile can do,
to help me set myself free.
I think of you and your warmth,
this is my thoughts running to you with open arms.
Catch Me!
By Rodina Patrick
