water – Holly Rose Thomas

Stemming the Tide

March 10, 2023September 23, 2025Leave a comment

A futile attempt!

A beautiful, gentle stream, bubbling over rocks, winding between wooded banks — *_{Author image, thanks to NightCafe AI Art Generator}*

All I can tell you is that I’ve tried
To quell this energy, to stem this tide
I’ve spent a lifetime alone with these words
Wondering if they’ll be written or heard

All I can tell you, all that I know
Is that these shoots have been dying to grow
And now their trouble is quelled and dismayed
Shelved and uprooted, dismissed and betrayed

All I can tell you, all that I see
Now I’m allowing this water to bleed
Stream through the cracks of my travestied crimes
Soulful expressions of opening mind

All I can tell you is that I’m free
From my desires and grave inconsistencies
All that I’ve misunderstood and denied
Previous decisions, washed out with the tide

All I can tell you, all that I know
Is that the seeds have already been sown
There’s no returning, there’s no going on
To a life I have lived many times and is done

All I am learning now, through this dismay
Is that the form of things is my delay
All I’ve discovered is all that I need
A space beyond time that is welcoming me

All that is opening, all I can tell
Is that this newness will counter the spell
Of the becoming that I tried to be
In the dark depths of illusory dreams

All I can tell you about where I’ve gone
In the deep spaces, discovering my songs
Is the magnificence, far beyond words
Finding the phrases that want to be heard

All I can tell you is that I’ve tried
To quell the certainty swelling inside
But I have failed, it has risen right through
Every expression of wholehearted truth

With my decision to be who I am
All that I wanted before is closed down
All that I wanted and all that I’ll be
Is right here right now in this instant with me

Where it Starts, Where it’s Sown

March 7, 2023September 23, 2025Leave a comment

Is where it ends and the only place it can go

Water pouring and raging through a rocky course — *_{Author image, thanks to NightCafe AI Art Generator}*

I guess what I’m starting to see
Through a mist that’s beginning to clear
Is that there’s only one who I’m never too much for
And there’s only one I can always retreat to
Can always communicate all of my water to
Just let the torrent come crashing and finding its way
To the heart that will always be waiting
Will always be joyfully baiting its breath
For each future instalment of death-wrenching honesty
Nuanced bequeathing of tempested opening
Crashing asunder the firm dammed up walls of intention
To be more like something a girl should
And not let my water spill out on the paper
So wildly destroying all things in its path
As its poetry rises amidst all the glory
Of thundering musical grateful expression

Its your heart alone that will always be willing
Will always be mine, never of the opinion
That maybe I need to learn, now, how to rein it in
Hold back the power that’s fighting my hands at the bit
Writhing body beneath me expressing
Its dissatisfaction as, twisting and turning,
Impeccable power, impeachable rectitude
Wholly becoming the force of my need
To be free from desire and free from contention
To drift like a deep forest breeze through the pine needles
Holding all souls that I meet with a gentle becoming
Absorbing their tranquil conformity
To an existence that feeds all it sees
A deep rooted gratitude implanted centrally

So I decide, I discover, I see
All of a sudden that finding a person
To hold all my water as I flow, eternal,
From the true source to the depths of the ocean
Is probably unrealistic and all that I’m looking for
Honestly, in my expression
In my extradition of purpose,
Projection of power, inquietude, restless ingratitude,
All that I’m looking for, all that I need
Is to go to this power itself to receive all my water
The power that, past comprehension,
Is peace, but dynamic, is raging, and now flowing faster
This instant then ever I’ve seen it before
Crashing welcome through memories, casting asunder
The past that I’ve stored in my body
And kept, all consuming, as troubled identity
Now I’ve been given a new joyful chorus to sing
It’s alive in my heart as I memorise
All that it gives me in each new breath in
Gently absorbing its richness and clarity

All that I need to become or to do,
I can embrace all this watery goodness,
And send it all back in an instant to you
You are the source and the ocean that holds me
As I wend my mystical, musical way
Back to the life that creates me this instant
In mystical, musical, magical truth
Accepting your heart is the one true redemption
From wanting a something I never can find
Or asking for things that can never be given
From all of my dearest projections of mind
Expecting from them what you only are giving
The perfect, incalculable peaceful knowledge
That all of my water and all of my flow
Will infinitely be received and acknowledged
And loved, in your heart,
Where it starts, where it’s sown

It’s Your Heart

March 3, 2023September 23, 2025Leave a comment

A lesson received and gratefully understood

Abstract swirls of creative flow around a magical light-filled pool of water — *_{Author image, thanks to NightCafe AI Art Generator}*

Can you start to understand, it’s because it’s you?
It’s because it’s your heart that the notes flow through
It’s your peace, your energy, consciously aligned
With the flow of beauty that is present in your mind

Can you start to understand, it’s because it’s you?
It’s because of all you are and all you cease to do
As your heart is moved to spell the voicings and the words
Clarity becomes them as they spill out and are heard…

Deep within the mysteries that consecrate the soul
Waking in the centre of the one accepted role
Peaceful, unbound, soaring, out beyond the stars
Every moment you receive the music in your heart

It’s because you listen as the notes come through
Holding them within your heart, alive within the truth
Every note is sacred, it’s an energy
Wrapped within the instant it arrives here from eternity

Every note is herald of the gleeful tide
Rising from the trickles that between your pebbles sigh
Rising to a culmination, raging at their core
Wildest inhibition casting, homeless, to the score…

All the notes you couldn’t seem to understand or see
As the joy of quietude comes rushing through your dream
As you let the well of life come rising, bubbling through
The sudden understanding that it’s because it’s you

All I’ve Ever Been

February 27, 2023September 23, 2025Leave a comment

A love poem to water

Pink blossom trees overhanging a beautiful still lake, a gently sloping bank just asking you to sit for while then dive in! — *_{Author image, thanks to NightCafe AI}*

I let myself be water
As I finally choose to see
That deep within the mysteries
Of life, I’m always free

I let myself be water
As my tendencies to hide
Are loosening as the swell of beauty
Rises through my peace of mind

I struggled with my water
Because I refused to see
That deep within the mysteries of the soul
I’m running free

Coursing through the fields of battle
Ever flowing rhyme,
Past such scenes of devastation
Guardians of time

I’d forgotten I was water
As I tried to be
Something that was static
Cast in stone amid the stream

In the dream of sanctuary
I’ve finally deigned to tell
Stories of the gratitude
That lift my heart to swell

With the water’s majesty
And with her sacred flow,
As I return to that which courses
Humble through the gloam

In gratitude I rise
Amid the water’s folky rhyme,
Its purity immerses my
Intention to divine

The fear that I had lived within,
Believed myself to be,
It’s thus released and handed to
The flow of perfect peace

The mysteries that engulfed my mind
And left me crooked, bowed,
Are now revealed in candour
As my heart finds its way home

The spaciousness, a watery grave
That’s separation’s tomb
Is waiting with her open arms
I flow into her womb

As I become the ocean
With such startling clarity
I recognise within myself
It’s all I’ve ever been

This Blessed Flow

February 23, 2023September 23, 2025Leave a comment

A poem about dissolving into the mind that writes the poetry

A moody cloudy red sky over a beautiful still ocean. — *_{Author image, thanks to NightCafe AI}*

My mind, it thinks in poetry
I cannot quell this blessed flow,
As, hungry, I bequeath myself
To savoured riches I am shown

Cascading joys of ancient knowledge
Breaking through containered hoards
Of fantasy I drove before me,
Burdened by decisions worn

I humbly open to your mind
And let the hero of the dream,
The master I’d been playing
In the one repeating scene,

Return in his humility
To what he knows is ever true,
That all the meaning he’s been searching for
Is found in you

Between the saturated masts
That line the wild tempestuous bay,
I’m redefined in solitude
My fears are washed away

Remorse and ancient pity
Take their place now, side by side,
They’re sunk within the oceans
Of an ever grateful mind

And glinting on the surface
Of the ever changing whole,
Is changelessness itself
Arising in the wakening soul

It glistens at my heart as I
In decadence disband
The citadel that was constructed
With my charred and earth worn hands

A limitless horizon
Disappears before my eyes,
The world succumbs to beauty
And a fire fills the skies

The fire meets the water
And they merge into the one
That mystifies the mind
That separation has become

And I am lifted out of seeming
As I fall within
The body of this dreaming heart
That witnessed to my sin

The sin of separation
Is now gently washed away,
As deep within the waters of the mind
I find my way

Tsunami Rising

February 20, 2023September 23, 2025Leave a comment

On being washed away forever

A very stormy sea with one enormous wave, a moody sky behind with the sun breaking through — *_{Author image, thanks to NightCafe AI Art Generator}*

The depths of life that spring from me
As I decide, within your freedom
Now, to let these mysteries
Evolve within your certainty

I witness to the rising of the tide
Upon a swelling sea,
A wave ascending in my breadth
Encompassing all I have been

Then bursting forth through troubled seams
That tried to hold and held no more,
Exploding past the girth
That I had tightened till my sides were sore

And as I seek to cast my net
In wider climes than heretofore,
I’m tumbled from the vessel
I’d been sailing to the shore

A vast arising wells below,
Upsetting all the plans I’d laid
Within my static grieving woe:
A desperate heart resolved to hide

With windows shaken to their soul
And shattered glass upon the floor,
I’m hurled into reality
A course I’ve never known before

I feel the wakings of a mind
That’s never let the love of souls
Interpolate, become at once
A dazzling faultless star filled whole

And in these dreams where memory
Had held itself so fast and sure,
Capitulation bows to freedom
Devastation rules no more

I wake into the breathless air
The sunshine beating on my skin,
I rise as from the depths of care
To claim what life is nourishing

I’m reconfigured from the old
Interpreted all fresh and new,
The language that I spoke before
Has been released, replaced, renewed

And as I cry humility
Comes rolling ‘cross the pummelled sands,
Approaching ever closer
To the place in which I stand

And as I laugh and let my mind
Be raised unto these heightened views,
I witness to the depths of life
Arising in myself in you

Freedom’s Welcome

February 14, 2023September 23, 2025Leave a comment

Here are the lyrics to one of my songs

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I don’t believe in the lightning that floors the trees
But in its passionate force I retrieve myself
Floating amid a dark storm I called grief
It’s a bolt driven home through insanity’s hold

And I won’t believe in the self that was hateful
I’m regenerated, born into stability
Wrapped in the grace of my own last resort
I find gentle humility turning to port

And my anchor’s not tied to the sea’s rocky floor
Where it ripped up the surface and cut to the core
It’s invested at last in a promise that’s kept
As eternity melts into all that I’d wept for

And rids me of any last necessity
To hold onto my fear or to doubt that I’m free
As the sun glistens clear through the depths of the waves
My presence is here and my past is erased

I am freedom’s welcome
The increase in gravity offers my gratitude
Peace and security
The dream state released to a certain reality
Home, I’m home, I’m home, I’m welcome home

And cast into the fire of all I once believed
Is the certain release of all I have perceived
And incredulously, I find myself free
When I choose to accept total responsibility

And the only response I can give
To all that I see now to ensure it lives
Is to breathe it on home, and to know that it’s mine
’Cause perception’s a dream, and reflections divine

Are created the moment I open my mind
To a generous beauty that words cannot find
I allow myself here, I allow myself now
Because everything else is as boring as hell

And reality’s sight is so deliciously
Full of light and of freedom, the juicy totality
Rises to greet the new mind that I am
And all my reflections stand here hand in hand

We are freedom’s welcome
The increase in sanity offers my gratitude
Peace and security
The dream state released to a certain reality
Home, I’m home, I’m home, I’m welcome home

Grace, so still, invisible to me
In each moment previously

Is holding my heart in the palm of its hand
Is providing the runway on which I can land
Is here and is now, in this space and this time
Is directing these passions, providing these rhymes

We are freedom’s welcome
The increase in frequency offers my gratitude
Peace and security
The dream state released to a certain reality
Home, I’m home, I’m home, I’m welcome home

We are freedom’s welcome
The increase in frequency offers my gratitude
Peace and eternity
The dream state released to a certain reality
Home, I’m home, I’m home, I’m welcome home