A Collective Magnitude

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Fingers clutching,
gripping, and
ripping
at the pain,
tearing away, yet,
another piece of me
from the fray.

As they walk
along the edges
of my pain, I,
at times feel dismay, and
a growing sense of tame,
which was once only known
to me as shame.

I can taste the bitterness
of the pain endured,
and taught to me and you,
yet, for now, let us refrain.

We all learn to walk once,
and as age progresses, we
may learn to again
walk through
that door of obsessions.

A door once closed,
becomes a profound
sense of renewal,
just as a key lost
and now found,
opened the door

once more.

Heart fit the lock
just right, and
what came walking through,
sent me into
a love so cavernous,
it’s all one can do
to simply
become ravenous
.

Filling oneself
on life’s love,
jubilant and triumphant, and
all the while

humbled by gratitude
of a collective magnitude.


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Connected

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Though we often
Feel apart,
Watching life as a
Rhyme,

And start

Of new events
Replacing old,
There’s always something
To behold,

A common thread,
Once pulled, now
Unspooled, it
Is the measure

Of our deepest
Pleasure

As entities,
Close together,
With a flaming heart,

Which is a
A golden part
Of our humanity,

Beholden, with

The prosperity for which
We owe our deepest faith
And gratitude

A connection
That never waivers,
And, yes, is often clever

As we dance from
Afar, it seems
As if we’re alone, yet
That’s the grandest part

For, we are forever
Connected, even in our
Darkest hour, when we are
Left alone, and feel dejected

Please dive deep
And take heart, and,
Remember, my friend,
We’re never apart

For that thread is always
There, simply pull on it once,
And even twice, yes, you can also
Do it thrice if needed,

All that’s really required,
Is to hold onto the knowledge,
That everything on this planet
Has always been and will

Forever be connected.

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Walking

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Along the water’s edge
Just like an old friend
You and I,

At once apart
And, yet,
All the while let’s
Not depart,

As I take a step
And the wave rolls in
Sparking and lovely
And, then

You shine forth

Upon my face, and
I glance up into
A manginficance

Not a one can replace

With a memory, no
Only with the experience
This moment brings
As we move toward each other,

And, are together, clouds
Pass over, and cover you
From view, yet
Only for an instance

And, then your back
Within my purview

Sand is soft and damp
Under foot
Small granules of life
Which bear

A resemblance of

My gratitude for your
Insistence, and

This moment, which lasts
Across all existence

You shine forth again,
A miracle in the distance
Of a collisioned aftermath

Not of destruction,
Only of pure love and devotion
For you and I

Are actually not
Separated by distance

So let’s hold hands again,
And continue our journey
Upon the sands
Within the hour glass

Of time, walking side by side
Are you and I

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A Poem of Gratitude

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Stop to look around,
And you shall see, that
Which has always been,
Yet sometimes goes unseen

The Ocean with

Water so deep and blue,
Shimmering and sparkling
As tides rise and fall, and

We make do
With the faintest hint and hue
Of the mirrored sky
A delight at night, and
Refreshing and alight by day

The sun golden overhead,
As clouds dance in their stead
And make the mystery
Of our history
And time on this planet

Sometimes too much to manage, yet
We return to the ocean
With a spirit of renewal
Ripe for a return to the source
Of that all encompassing jewel

Which is majestic, and also
Quite prophetic and magnetic
, so

Take the time, dear friend
To breathe in
That salted air, which
Is also quite exalted, and

A blessing to us all
Who have halted to experience
And give our many thanks
To the life viens of this place

In response to Sunday Poser Prompt #1 on Keep it Alive, by Sadje.

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