step into the self

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the rain falls,
drops
known to all,
reminiscent of tears
present
when I was very young

told not to let them
show,
we pretend when
we’re grown,
that all of life
is hidden from view
and within
our complete control

a myriad
of illusory contexts
derived from
well-
intentioned people,
learning themselves,
what it’s like
to be
a pupil

life happens,
and,
as it does,
we grab onto
anything that’s solid
and stable

while also knowing
these
concepts
are mere principles of

nature’s
way

of showing us
what we’re
becoming

delivering pain
when we
least expect it,
and asking us
to step into
the self
we know is there,
and we relate to


Utmost Feelings – Just Released!

If you’ve not yet checked out Astha’s Anthology, Utmost Feelings, well, you can now order it online. Here’s where you can find it:

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Additionally, the coauthors of Astha’s Anthology, Utmost Feelings, are creating a space for people to send their sentiments to Astha’s family.

If you are interested, please add your sentiments to this form, thank you, and stay blessed.

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Fantastical Chimera: Amber and Jeff (5)

Magical density
perplexes the
mind, and
all of it’s
fantastical
notions
of worldly
subsistence,
arriving one
after another,
in a wonderfully
elaborate
alien formation.

Cloaking to be
concealed,
striving to imitate
the chameleon that
no mishape be revealed.

All creatures hunger
for a home,
Chimera hungers too,
yet doomed to roam
a lonely existence
within those
that know the difference,
between the magic in the unseen,
while others remained concealed
and perplexed
by the fantasy roamed ruth.

A being not
of here nor there,
with segments
that do not arrange,
a miscellaneous kit.

Everytime it tries,
as best it may,
to camouflage
an offending section,
knowing that if seen
in the light of day,
the result prophesied
to be rejection.

Ah, the detection
that do insue, yet,
there is another way,
while you pray
and look through
your dismay,
remember the light
is yours to behold,
while you hold tight
to the known.

Authentically
embodies
his maker’s
creation sown,
grandly observing
from the creatures
monumental thrown;
chanting
in the kingdom
of obscure overlapping
dimensional zones.


By Amber of DiosRaw, and myself.

Image Credit

Photo by Aldebaran S on Unsplash

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Elixir

breathe in deep, knowing
the beautiful fragrance of
the flowers elixir lives
in the eternity of

this moment. I weep in
the ecstasy of this presence
and understanding,
as the concept of time passes
right by.

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A Silent Mystery Poem

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Fears abound
As we progress, and
Distress over everything little thing

That transpires upon the wire
A balancing act, where we sway
With even the gentlest breeze,

Losing our balance
While gripping to our fear
Of what is seen through the valance

An illusion

Proven time and again, yet
We continue to buy-in,
To that which is seen and heard,

Like?

That very beautiful bird, a mystery
Deluge of the cloistered senses
Ever pleasant and on fire
For more presents,

Gifts from the unknown realms
Where safety reigns supreme,

Like?

That elm tree,
Solid and anchored deep
Even though the roots are hardly seen

Safe and strong,
Know that you always belong,
To that which is unseen, and is

Such a silent mystery, and
Also a part of our collective history, so

Remember, you are safe
As you look out through that valance
Don’t be deceived, rather be retrieved,
For it’s in your heart’s heart that you truly do believe

Have a lovely weekend, everyone.

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A Mirror Poem

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Eyes closed, heartbeats
Near the fire that surely treats
Whimsical notions, and
Fancifully potions of accord, in

A life full of discord, and afforded
Bounty everywhere

As you stare in wonder
And rapt attention
To ponder such reflection

In the mirror of protection
With which each generation
Does pass down

As they stare into a magical station
With a passion to free nations of
Years of strife and uncommon blight

Yet, remember friends that inside
The strife and blight
There is also light, which
Doeth provide equanimity to all humanity

And, though thinketh you are alone
That mirrors the reflection of such possessions
Surrounds another generation, of those
That live and love

Walking hand in hand toward
The blight and strife
Wavering not at all, for they
Are filled with light

And know they are right, and
Will be alright

Justice, they demand
And heel should they
For in healing, not dismay
Is where the light shineth greates
t

And shall protect us one and all
From the mirrored separation that seems so real
Yet is only another movie reel

Of a life that was lived and beloved for real.

Have a splendid weekend, everyone.

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