Activities of Robert Hilary

The tides of temulting temptation it's ebb and flow pulls and tugs at my heart as it's waves crash upon the lustful shore of my oasis, glistening with the jewels of her soft heart, the gems of which sparkle with passion. I am captivated enraptured and enticed by the fine spices of your wine, overflowing upon my cup as I pour the fine liquor unto my soul that Iay between my heart and yours, and I sip the fine wind of the uttered breath of thine lips and I. Filled with the breath of life, blow a kiss to your heart, and bow before the crow who illuminates me with wisdom and as he flaps his wings he descends to my overflowing cup and sips of my wine for he is wise and he is worthy of my wine. I am drunk by the sweetest of wines, which is god's love and my cup overfloweth.
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the epitamy of euphoria sweet, the luster of illuminescence in the essence of the eyes of thee, who enraptures me, captures me, captivate my tempered heart, with thine fire in thy eyes, as they burn through my illusions and get a hold of me, widdling away my barriers as if by strong wind, that billows a loving gale to pierce mine jaded heart, bemused by the fire in thine eyes, as sorrow is washed away in a torrent of the storm that plays in your eyes, to catch me by suprise with the clarity of the wise as you sing to me, with a profound and sultry grace that captivates me, and stills my tongue, to hear the words spoken form from thy lips so special that there upon plays a smile that widens the floodgates of my heart to spill the flood of love upon thee, that it may soak you to the heart, through the bones, as the mighty waters of my passion lavish you with, innocent faithful grace, that spill forth from the wellspring that dwells deep in your eyes, as i gaze upon them and realize that i have found a sacred soul, through whom i must cautiously approach with nobility, to heed the call of the firelight burning in your eyes, as i am entwined in your captivating presence, and feel the weight of honor which i must baer, to even baer the sight of you, though at the touch of your gaze i feel naked and bare by the piercing gaze through which you stare, into the very center of my deepest places, in deepest depth of my heart, into the very center of my soul, and at the touch of your gaze i unfold, as a blossom upon the morning spring, into your love, as my love unfolds within me and upon thee, and the fire beautifully burning in those eyes strikes a chord within the notes of my being and i am truly enamored and in ador and passionate lust i am taken unto the sweet folds of your truly precious heart that beats a rhythm in my own heart, that sings a wonderful song that is hard to believe as i am enraptured, captured, captivated, with inner love by your clear eyes and all i could see is your light that shines forth in dazzling illuminescents as the power of your soul, forces me gently into an endearing bow, in which i swear fealty to the truth of who you are, as who i am to who we are together, and my oath, breaks the mountains in two, and rivers split into many, oceans roar and rage, and the very earth shakes beneath the power through which i swear my oath of love, to an undying faith into the truth of who we are together and in my loyalty as i bow, i proclaim here and now under those clear starfire eyes, the gaze of noble purity, the ever graceful, the truely wise, and i keep my head bowed as i lower myself to kiss the earth from which we were bestowed a loving debt fully paid, by the temptation deep inside, through which we passionately foreplay in a gaze between two lovers, that we see as our hearts embrace, the beauty in which each other we place as we turn towards one another and face, the truth of our own, to the truth of each other as we place our hands, hand in hand and walk in stride, through the wilderness of love, walking step by step, together, in union in a measured, delicate pace, together as we come before the throne of grace, and bow down in thanks. to look up upon the throne and see a throne of roses rising upon the wilderness, a throne of two seats for you and i and we look towards each other and you catch my eyes, and your eyes burns in my sight with a brilliant fire in the light of your own, and we whisper sweet lovers songs to each other, and in our hearts they grow, and we flourish with love and mirth and joy, as we calm the beating, fluttering wings of our hearts, we look again towards the two seated throne of roses, and hand in hand we walk together in stride, with eyes bright, looking ahead, and smiles wide, and we step upon the dial that rises upon the wilderness, stepping gracefully calmly towards the throne, and together we turn, and face the wilderness and bow, and then take our place in the seats of two. our hands still locked in loyalty and love, and these are my dreams of you. for it is true, and i do not weep and rue, the lament of solitude, for i truly and deeply love you. and i cherish every breath between every kiss, every kiss a treasure which i dare not miss, and i am pleased, by the light burning in your soul, which burns with a fire akin to my own, and i know deep in my heart that we are truly kindred, and it is in a lovers heat that i bare my skin, and with heated love dive within, and we become joined in a dance forever warmed by the heat of our clinging hearts and the fire and lust of the passion burning in our two joined souls. combined to create a blaze that burns hot within my words and my rhymes and i am captivated by the depth through which i speak, i am absolved by the absolute adoration through which i seethe, as i am given to the page the page gives to me, a poetry alive with my love for thee and swear by the power of the oath in my heart that i am yours forever more, as you are mine, and i am truly bestowed the greatest of gifts, the sweetest of love, for a treasure for which i am debted, by loyalty, to always and truly faithfully remain, as in my heart i cannot refrain, from the form of my words spoken beautiful in shame with a fiery love innocent and bare, before your beauty and your love and grace, and in my mind, i entwined in the depth of your heart cannot escape the sound and color of your beautiful and powerful soul, I love you, Thank you for everything, My beloved.
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the tides of temptation ebb and flow as the pull of its never ceasing waves tug and pull at my heart and mind and soul, as i am filled with a passionate desire, a biting urge, to delve within the pleasure of all that captures my whimsical heart, and with lustful eagerness i dive within temptation to the root of my heated impulse, to eat there of that which so enticingly calls to my heart, in love and play, to eat of the fruit of my every whim, in pleasure and joy giving in, to the desire to play, to joyously prance upon the piling treasures which filled with riches and wonders sparkle before my eyes as i pounce eagerly, lustfully, greedily upon the bounty that surrounds me, I, hungered by heartfelt desire, deeply sated, eat of thine fruits of the tree of providence and prosperity, its lush fleshy substance, filling my hungering womb with life there in, and its juices flow down my chin from parted lips so truly satisfied by the taste of the fruit of the finest bounty, its harvest a testament to rewards dually earned and i am truly favored by the fulfillment that rests within my womb, as i am filled fully truly sated, gratefully satisfied, as i am rewarded by the fine rewards of a life truly lived, lived truly, of a life spent well and time well spent, the long fields of awaiting harvest drenched in my heartfelt toil, their thirst deeply quenched by the sweat upon my brow, and the fertile soil tilled by the strength of my arm, and the strength of my back, as i stand strong and walk tall, sowing seeds in the fertile soil, soon to bloom, watering the newly planted vines with the heavy promise of unborn fruits, fated to grow fat and ripe, with the bounty that my life has sowed, fed by the riches which my heart has bestowed, encouraged to grow, and bloom heavy with divine fruit from my tempered, unfettered love which pours from my bosom in a torrent of passionate rain to water the garden of love that dwells within my soul, and if i might sow a few more seeds, toil with my heart to concieve yet another willow in the garden, to plant a few more flowers, to give with all my heart a few more hours, to water my garden with all my power, and watch with titillating patience, the season grow ripe with the treasures of mine passionate life, and the bounty may bless me in all ways in all ways, that i may grow fat, and rich, for the rest of my days, that my cup overflow with the waters of peace and joy, and spill its liquid harmony unto the fields of promise, that the joy of the vine be excited by the soothing waters of mine soul, that the bounty of the tree of providence and prosperity grow ten fold and that by the time i am weathered and old, my soul will be filled with such treasure that its joy is a joy that is shared, because i truly love those by whom i am blessed, who love me through every trial and test, and whom have blessed me with a bounty so sweet, just one bite of the fruit it baers fills me with endless sated peace, and i am enamored by the Divine who have blessed me so, and i know their smile is upon every seed i sow, and i know their kiss, nurtures every vine in my sweet garden of promise, and their light shines upon every ripe fruit and flower petal, every leaf every stem and the light of their love sinks deep into the deep roots of every willow in my garden, where i walk upon the whispered breath of fate carried upon the uttered wind of the gales of love, to fly through the fields of promise, and to the heart of my ripe unfettered vine, The Garden of my Soul
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The meloncholy melody of the dancing fool, takes his steps aloof upon the circle in which he draws with his dancing feet in the dust of all that he has wrought with a captivated mind and a foolish grin, with lust and ador he twirls and spins, upon the ground and through the winds, of the ever shifting tides of fate, through which in his mindless foolish gate, he proceeds to dance wittingly upon the path, with a laugh that beckons the wise to join in and dance, as he twirls and spins, in a never ending dance upon the dust, in his foolish passion and his whimsical lust, ever robust, he is a creature of folly, a misfit a fool, a hypocrite a false prophet, he is the gazer, the wonderer, the meizer, he jests, he does not simply call to the noble and the wise, he welcomes them as guests, as he dances and prances about in glee, laying his many crowns down before the many, that they may pick and choose which one to wear, for he is but a fool, yet he is always fair, he runs and jumps in his dance so proud, he cackles and jokes, with laughter loud, as he dances in the dust in a circle upon the ground, who can truly judge, the mystery of a meiseure, with a fools heart profound, and as he steps lightly with baffled grace in the face of those who would know their place, he dances with flourish, a frenzy of art, his foolish grin leading the way, for his whimsical heart, as the fool he plays his part, singing like a lark, and all are baffled and bemused, some ignorant, some arrogant, some confused, and the fool just smiles it all away, as he casts his lot with the tides of fate, and walks in the dust upon his destiny, bemused, bewildered by the dance of destinies tune, and as he stumbles in jest, and catches the crowd, he bows to the applause of a silent crowd, and the standing ovation is one of deep profusion, harkened to the depth of the fools illusion, as with a silly grin he twirls and spins, in a foolish dance, in the dust, his robust steps a folly of love, and the meisurely fool knows no bounds, as he is confounded and surrounded, by the sights and the sounds, of a world lost on his charm, though surely with a smile he can disarm, the pride and prejudice of the crowd. Such is the delight, the delicate dance of the fool. With a fools smile, a fools laugh, a fools rules. For the fools pockets are for the rare of heart, the fools gold, cherished by those of kindred spirit, who hail, the meisurely dancing jester as a king, for he is the mystery of the fool. And in his humble heart, truth rings, as the melancholy melody, of the dancing fool
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delving into the unknown, with tempered grace, bolstered by inner faith, i watch the signs and i find my place, upon this race, to which i am the only one left standing, my gods watch from far above, they send me encouragement and love, empowering me with love and signs, revealing the path to me which they divine, and i am resigned, to follow the path there of, as I step on the path with courage and love, to walk upon the winding road and find my place, as i walk upon the path, with unbridled faith, never knowing where it might go, but all along the path seeds i sow, in the hearts of many, with words of love, with a childlike grace, and a simple heart, i truly walk the path of my destiny, in which my soul urges me to continue, to take the next step and the next, as upon the path i wander, in my imagination i ponder, as i truly rue the regality of it all, as i contemplate the complexities by which i am aligned, by divine design, in alignment with all that is within me, behind me and before, on a path to which i strive to walk racing along the dirt path free of weeds and rocks, as i ever moving strive to succeed upon the path, as i yearn and burn for the gods return, ever wandering upon the path, the road map a mystery, as i breathe and seethe, tempted by the boundaries and the goals, that i perceive, that i might knowingly and wittingly fail my gods in perfection, fruit born of loving freedom, that in peace i might rest, and not fret before the trials and tests, that test me day and night, that in the light of what i have seen, known, and done, i might, just find a peace that lasts through the width and the depth, carrying me through the breadthe, of the depth, of the path that cannot be reasoned, upon the journey to the unknowable knowing, stepping lightly, swiftly upon this path, ever growing, the winding road carrying me through many seasons, that i might walk upon its length, with loving breath, and climb upon its heights to the top of the mountain, where i shall kneel down before the throne at the top of the mountain, to come kneel before the throne, bowing low, in piety surrender, in love bestow, that by my lords grace i will truly know, that of which destiny holds for me, in the treasures that are meant for just me, that i may find that which i truly seek, and the treasures keep, as i walk upon the winding road, in my hearts desire i contemplate, my souls desire to sate, as i walk upon the winding road, conquer fate, rising up upon the path upon the mountain, angels Gaurding in my wake
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Sitting in the center of the circle, I cast my almond eyes upon the burning star in the heavens, its sunlight gleaming from high upon the Horizon, watching clouds go by and birds fly, the trees sway to and fro as the wind blows, the gentle breeze carrying away all my worst woes, I close my eyes to see the video in my minds eye as I ponder within to that which is my mind, in my breathe I pace myself, steadying my being within the calm of each breath I take, I open my eyes as if to wake, to see the moon shinning in the sky, the clouds thick with rain, as the stars glisten in the night, my almond eyes are greeted by the eves light and I hum to the beauty of the sight. As I gaze upon the heavens in it's might. And as the rain drops begin to fall I ponder it all. The cosmic moon reflecting in my eyes as I gaze upon the sky. Drops of rain fall upon my checks and it begins to pour. I bide within the center of the circle, and brace the coming storm, as the nightwind blows, through the trees, whispering to them secrets that are sung by their leaves, and I sit and ponder, about all that had past, and in humbility and love, my spell I cast. Into the heavens, unto the night, unto the stars, unto their light. <3
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Dancing into oblivion. a silver bell in each hand tip toeing towards infinity in a hypnotic trance. The melody is powerful. It moves My soul. Tempting me to fall into its seductive rhythm. As my body flows. Step by step. As i twirl and spin. Delicately with passion. Toward the very end. Onward towards oblivion. Eyes Closed, hidden Under a veil. dancing ever forward toward my destined place. listening to my heartbeat, in my sacred space in tune with my music as i match my pace. to the melody of the bells as i weave and dance and flow. That the sound of their chimes might Travel before me, proceeding my dancing steps, to peirce the silence beyond my sight. to reveal the path that a way be shown. My baer feet treading softly upon the way revealed, as i dance toward the oblivion that destiny yields. fate smiles at me, As she plays her song. And deep in my heart, i sing along. As i swirl and i twirl in a delicate dance. mesmerized by my bells in an intimate trance. step by step into The unknown.Feeling the rhythm deep in my bones. i sway to the music, the melody, the tune, as i follow the sound Towards the hidden and new. Ever onward, feet alight upon hollowed ground.moving to the music in my soul, profound. through the distance, Towards the end, my steps abound. To what lies ahead, as i tread. into the dark. Dancing to the melody of my heart.unto my sweet oblivion.
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The window of the soul is the eyes, which from behind, I surmise and view the world, I am the one seduced by the beauty in your soul. As the whole of me falls helplessly in love with you as a whole, and I contemplate the mystery of the beauty within as I admire the intricacy and depth from which it begins, intrigued by your heart which is truly alive, with a soulfully burning fire that thrives inside within the heavens within you, which is you and in which you reside and I gaze upon your soul from behind my almond eyes, intrigued by the nature in which you live your life, my love blossoms like a budding rose on the morn, in my passion for you from which it is born, as I dive within the depth of you and with the sight to truly see, dancing to your music that plays in thee, as the song within your beating heart captivates me, I am mesmerized by the mirror which you are for me. I come to your beauty baering an empty chalice that you're light might fill my heart, with your loving water, and that I might as a knight, to your noble heart, sing the song of my passion and noble art, that you may revel in the beauty through which I sing, that my gifts to you may ever bring, a loving dawn that rises high, to illuminate us both within our lives that deepens us and nourishes us, to our very root, that together in our love and warmth we may baer good fruit, and eat of our bounty, lips locked in love, kissing under the light of the stars above, intertwined forever more. My beloved. <3
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I take a breath, listening to the music of the lyre within my soul, I dwell within the centerfold of my being, within I am whole, from my power flows understanding, from the whole whispers of my being, darkness defined and light revealed from the space in between. Power in my heart that sings a melody of light. Inside deep within creators love, bathing in his light. I am fulfilled by the sacred music, that plays within my heart, butterflies fly in graceful circles, fluttering to my art. flowers blossom in full bloom, leaves hang from a web as spiders dance close to God, and god with me, angels blow kisses on the wind in the shape of hearts, my higher being showing me the way where in I should walk, never to be apart. Such is the blessing and treasure of my life. Truly I know I am loved. <3 <3 <3
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within i dwell upon the heat of my heart that burns with a subtle warmth as the light of a candle, seeping into my bones as i feel the melody that it plays as the candle burns, a lantern in the darkness that serenades the night. kissing shadows with its light. burning calm and bright. that it may peirce the unknown, giving sight. into what is and what may be. as i walk upon the path, through the dark, the ground littered with glittering crystals that glow as stars in the darkness, alighting my path, as i walk straight and true, as i guard my flame, from the wind and the shadows. humbly, quietly, with sure footed steps. i walk upon the path, determined to reach the end, with my robes unsullied and my candle lit. as i hold it before me, burning in the night. its warmth ever a guide. a sure guiding light. i walk forward with ever steady steps. as the shadows whisper in the eve. in my heart i believe, in my dreams, in which i conceive, giving birth, to my higher aspirations as i receive the treasures that each step upon the path bestow. walking onward into the darkness. my candle singing its warm melody into the path that stretches endless before me, as i slowly, dancing within my soul to the music that burns within me, fueling my candles flame as it lights the way before me, the flames dancing in my heart. as hooded and veiled i walk, vast in my secret power, deep in my art. hidden under the shadow of the darkness. stepping forward into the unknown. counting the glowing crystals on the ground with every step, upon the path that glows like stars before my every step. as i walk ever slowly, with a steady pace, upon the illuminated path wreathed in the shade of darkness, to come before the door way, with my candle lit, with the hope that the guardians may open it. and that i may go within, and there reside, and within my heart, in its gentle song, with secrets deep, and power strong, into the temple where i belong. that the whisperings of magic within my soul. may pour as a fountain into the secret temple of the wisdom of the knowledge of the magic within. and in its understanding would i begin. to comprehend. the depth within my soul. as i come to the gate and enter unto the threshold of the secret depth of magic, and thus behold. within my heart, a music burning in my soul. that whispers deeply, that i might drink sweetly, the fullness and ecstacy, of the mystery, the mystery of god. <3
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