weโ€™ll find the answer

Photo by Dewang Gupta on Unsplash


beauty unseen
in despair,
felt like a lead weight
across my chest,
and inside my heart, blessed

forevermore
is known, yet
time stood still
for a moment, grown

and,
unbeknownst to me
lasting an eternityโ€ฆ

felt
deep inside,
trees look at me, and
shake their limbs, they see

the magic
living inside of
every moment,
even those that feel
so solemn and swollen

with feelings
bound together,
configured
like a mass of pressure

growing
stronger over time,
unable to realize
the threadโ€™s end
lives inside

awaiting a kindness,
often seen in my dreams,
I recollect all those
lost feelings, and
begin to pull the thread
closer to me

and,

as the thread comes forth,
the pressure subsides,
as the tears wash away
the pain of yesterday

so gray, and
at the same time
lighted rays fill my heart
with gratitude,

may I stay?

is a question
needed not,
leave off the clamour,
for its inside this space
where weโ€™ll find the answer


#poetry, #clarity, #confusion, #contemplation, #dreams, #emotions, #heart, #introspection, #life, #light, #love, #poem

just like a star-spangled night

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heart bared,
and transfigured,
manipulated,
just like a trigger

pulled on
again, and again

I often
asked myself
then

where
did this
story beginโ€ฆ

in a
deserted
landscape, devoid
of senses, and
flushed
with ambiguity

we reflect
upon
those moments,
with a zeal
and flourish

and,
understand
today, they

kept us away
from the connection
we felt,
deep inside

actions
eluding us,
unable to take
ahold of
the unity dealt,
however, aligned

in
the presence,
and

knowing,
always arising, yet
unable to abide
in our heartโ€™s center,
so bold and kind

and, years laterโ€ฆ

the knowing
did not subside,
rather, it
grew deeper, and
shined forth,
just like
a star-
spangled night


#poetry, #heart, #hope, #introspection, #life, #light, #love, #poem, #reflection, #reminiscence, #stars

bearing seeds already sown

Photo by Jordan Steranka on Unsplash

dreams
unfulfilled,
feeling shrill
and unable
to grasp
the complexities
of lifeโ€™s
myriad trajectories

balance
in mind, not
available, feelings
spinning out of control
so miserably

tears
dried up,
like the desert
prior to a new monsoon,
while the moon
looks on with
gentleness
through
the

gloom, as

light
cascades
into my heart,
and, tears begin
to come forth,
a newness is defined
in terms
not known,
bearing seeds
already sown


Have a blessed Sunday and coming week, everyone.

#poetry, #dreams, #emotions, #heart, #life, #light, #love, #mind, #poem

an ode as silently known

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heart centered,
beating
strong,
while the body
begins
to break,
from the myriad
turmoil,
cast about
during the time
weโ€™ve been drawn out

from
our misery

and
preoccupation
with all
lifeโ€™s reasons

looking
for answers,
we search
high and low,
and,
ask everyone
we know

yet,
what
we get back
doesnโ€™t portend
to all
weโ€™ve been told

confusion
sets in,
and all at once
we lose our grin

and,
become grim

though,
as we hold
tight to the
knowing inside

we,
begin
to contemplateโ€ฆ.

and,
inside
our heartโ€™s
desire,
we find
the key, and
unlock
the mystery
of the self
that inspires,
and is made of fire

exhaling,
we regain
a loss
never so,
and, give thanks

as
our grin
returns,
we nod
our heads, and
thank
our hearts,

in an
ode
as silently known


#awareness, #contemplation, #emotion, #fire, #heart, #inspiration, #life, #light, #love

all the love that’s been given

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beauty
abounds,
here,
there, and,
everywhere
we look, when
our eyes
finally
come into view

and,
notice

the
vastness
before us,
letting go
of the minds
preoccupation,
and
ability to
contemplate
all things, old

and, new
alike

itโ€™s
as common
as the
treasure trove,
buried behind
the alcove

of our
heartโ€™s desire

as
they meet
again,
and again,
in a myriad
of contemplation,
and,
we grin

in
anticipation
of the game
to begin

and, at
last,

when
unearthed,
the gifts keep
giving,
while we sit
in the presence
of all the love
thatโ€™s been given


#poetry, #appreciation, #beauty, #contemplation, #desire, #gifts, #grateful, #heart, #introspection, #life, #love, #nature, #poem, #poems

to live a life as full as heeded

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locked inside
a container,
of my own making

I struggle to find
the light,
complete absence
thereof,
sets me off with a fright

struggling
to breath,
wondering
if life
is all that it seems

I get quiet,
quiet enough
to hear
the hammering
of my heart,
against
my painful chest

then,

it picks up
speed,
in relation
to the myriad
thoughts
roiling around my head,

faster
than anything
can be said
to have sped

slowing
them down
not possible,
tools escape me,
trapped,
and isolated,
tears well
in my eyes,
and I even,
at that time,
struggle to cry

they
leak instead,
when fullness
overflows
into stations
of another
portended foundation

and,

years later,
I will reflect on
these times,
after learning
has been delivered,
and understanding
is bourgeoning
within my hearts center

holding
these memories
ever so lightly,
abiding in my center
and knowing,
though painful,
these experiences,
were necessary, and
needed,
to live a life as full
as heeded


#poetry, #center, #emotions, #foundation, #heart, #knowing, #learning, #letting-go, #life, #living, #love, #memories, #poem, #poems, #reminiscence, #understanding

within our hearts protection

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I point to each
star I see,
wanting to believe
in more

something
beyond the scope
of my
current
ability to cope

with the loss
in my heart,
living there like
a mirage that comes
upon us all at once,
and we stop,

stare, and deeply
revel in a dream
for something
more to be seenโ€ฆ

waiting,
watching,
wondering,
if what we see
is reality, or just
as it seems

blurry, through
the tears that fill
my eyes
continuously,

I seek

shelter,
from the field
of dancing projections
that live within
my minds limited
perfection

and,
the
paradox?

also living
within our heart,
is a capacity
beyond our ability
to comprehend,
so at times, we
pretend
to not notice, yet

the

mobility,
and nobility

once seen
on a movie
screen, now coming
home,
to you and me,

is so wondrous,
we pause, breathe
in the healing
presence, and realize
that all of lifeโ€™s
dejections,
and, reflections,
live within our hearts
protection


#poetry, #dream, #heart, #life, #love, #mind, #nature, #paradox, #perfection, #poem, #poems, #presence, #protection, #reality, #realization, #seek, #stars, #within, #wonder

contemplation magical

Photo by Tefiny Tulod on Unsplash

fine grains of sand
nestled together,
like peas in a bed,
or you and me
in our stead

contemplation
magical
is the way life
comes and goes,
and readyโ€™s us
for the next stage
in our show

hard loving, and
living, take their
toll, as we begin
to notice
as time slows

us down

and we ready
ourselves,
for another part
of the larger parcel,
weaved together before
our eyes ever sparkled

stitches woven
with great care,
we cherish each one
in their place,
as we touch the
velvetiness
of their grace, which

lives in
our inner
heart-space

and spells, and
feels like,
anything, and
everything, but
commonplace


#poetry, #connectedness, #connection, #contemplation, #emotions, #heart, #introspection, #life, #love, #magical, #poem, #poems, #sharedhumanity

Haiku #31

Image credit; Sean Robertson @Unsplash

painted pictures
hint
of past circumstance,
longing
in our hearts to dance

In response to the WDYS #90 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.


#poetry, #dance, #haiku, #heart, #life, #longing, #love, #poem, #poems, #reminiscence, #wdys

beyond the horizon

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I love to stare off
into the distance, and
witness the birth,
and newness of each
moment,
arising, sometimes
disguising,
and always, always,
mesmerizing

me, while
also

moving me
from deep within,
to another place
and time, and
rejoining me
with
all my kin

beyond hope,
and fear, a land
full of dreams, which
comes and goes, as quick
as my heart beats thin

slowly dancing
to each moments
memory, and
the scope
of our collective hope

transfigured,
I realize these moments
last an eternity,
as the leaves
cascade down
from their mast

and, I

cast
my eyes beyond
the horizon, breathe
in deep,
and thank everyone,
and everything
around me
for the solitude,
and joyousness
I feel at last


The Moments Prose Published at Spillwords!

I would be honored if you would visit Spillwords and read, and or, reread my poem, The Moments Prose, thank you.

Have you ever lost a love
so close,
itโ€™s left you spinning,
and in need
of a heart to slow?

Itโ€™s as if you tucked
this love awayโ€ฆ.

You can read the rest of The Moments Prose, here. Thank you again, my friends.


#poetry, #aliveness, #beauty, #connection, #dreams, #emotions, #heart, #horizon, #humanity, #joy, #life, #love, #memory, #moment, #poem, #poems, #presence, #solitude, #trasnformation