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.
Tag Archives: illusion
A Silent Mystery Poem
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.
A Mirror Poem
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 greatest
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.
