Grace

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Sometimes we stumble and fall,
Mistakes
Can even become commonplace

So please remember to
Share space
Within
For yourself and everyone else

Trials and tribulations
We all face
Tests, yes
So may I simply suggest

Holding
That space within
Silent and calm even
With all that’s going on

Steadfast within the storm
Born of pure love, not forlorn
A perfect union of bliss
That’s never remiss

Or petty, rather

Standing tall
Until the very last call
Together intertwined
In a love story, and

Yes even a rhyme
Of pure sublime
Anticipation
Of the next measure

Played
With all the pleasure, and
Eagerness of a child
Awaiting their new found treasure

A true gift
Which can become common measure
Of a place within a space
We may call grace

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365 Revolutions

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A candle do I see
Standing straight and tall
Just like a tree

A strong base that holds it tight
All throughout the night
Flame atop
Is such a beautiful delight

A number we are given
Each year we pass the test
Just like the rest within the nest

Of humanity, and yes

We are given other things,
Like names that we hold dear
All throughout our years

On this planet
Spinning around the sun, and
Every 365 revolutions we earn another one

In response to the WDYS #57 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.

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A Creation Poem

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It’s in our hands,
Yours and mine,
A sublime undertaking
With so much potential for the making

In each moment exists
That true and powerful bliss
Let us not be remiss
About that which coexists

Like a tangle of weaves
Threadbare, and
A shouldered burden everywhere

A light that shines north
In its possibilities do come forth

A beautiful spectacle
With need of many respectful glances, and
Second chances made fair, with

All that is there for the taking,
Or rather, for the making

Creativity is our highest calling
People say, and yet we spend more time
Forestalling that which we know is our true nature
Which is also quite grand and sprawling

Believing instead in
Disconnection and separateness as truthful
When they are in fact quite deceitful

Listen my friends
To that which you know, and
Be bold, for it is not to dear to hold
Close to heart and use to make that grand start

For creation is there in every moment
Breathless and sweet as the afternoon breeze
A prize for our enjoyment

Use with care, and
Never be wary, nor tarry too long
Rather be daring, adventurous, and strong

And, in this moment?

Begin to create the life of your longing

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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 Poem on Listening

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Whether it is quiet,
Or a part of a noisy riot,
There are times to pause, and
Reflect, upon that which is there

A single stare focused and present
Paying attention, and freed up to
Release our tension, built up over time

Which may not be a rhyme, yet is
For surely sublime, and
Part of the space-time

Continuum

Part and parcel, then
To all that was before, a metaphor,
Yes, and
A signal of what’s in store

Which is often missed when distracted
And often retracted
From Self

Focus split over dimensions, so
Why not mention, divided attention
Is disconnection with the best of intentions

And not a problem, yet
Beware of the resistance
You may feel as the breeze blows,
Which is common prose for those that know

That resistance, and
Not persistence feeds the many
Lingering thoughts, which intrude
Without common interlude, and

Breech the listening device, so
Remember to be concise, focused,
And present in all that is pleasant,

As well as with all that is unpleasant

Both are important,
for growth depends on being engaged
With all aspects of our humanity,
Shared together not in vanity,
But, rather, for the sake of our collective sanity

#listening, #loveandlife, #poem, #poems, #writingpoetry

The Storm Poem

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When it comes,
In the light of day,
At the dawn, or at night
When the light has given way
To the setting su
n

Remember,

The stillness, that thrills us
And fills us with a wonder, and
A grace that is never asunder

Though, yes, we may blunder, and grope
For and find thunder,
That stillness is always within you,
Waiting,
Like a light that burns bright
On very cold and stormy nights

When you are filled with chaos
And are in need of a returning
To that steadfast place,
Which is also a yearning

Rebirth and renewal
Are always there for your learning

Like a jewel
That shines forth, and
Reflects back all that is best

Especially when you are pressed
Yet never regressed,
And for surely blessed, and yes

Maybe even stressed,
For you see,
We are like the storm
As we enact and perform
Our duty on this planet of great beauty

Yet know that storming and performing
Are only a part of the knowing
One piece, just like
That stillness deep inside, especially
When we abide by all that is kind

Be blessed upon the tests
That come, and
Sit still in the knowing
That all is One, and that
You are growing and glowing
Through the storm we may call knowing

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An Insight Poem

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Insight is such a delight,
A fancy quite bright, which lives
Beyond the pale moonlight

Of your hearts desire,
A mystery
Hidden deep inside
Of a lifetime broadly acquired, and
Lived to its fullest as time transpires

Without notice, so please
Pay attention, and
Remember to mention
The insight you are delivered, which

Promises to be quivered
Possibilities
Unsheathed, and ready to take
flight

Upon this night of joyful, and
Ready delight, a birthright
For each of us, even when

We feel disconnected, and
Not protected, knowing
Is always there, so don’t despair
Because life is fair,

A beauty in no need of repair,
Connected
A tranquil pair,
In love with all that’s there, so

Sit quietly and take measure
Of your hearts deepest pleasure

The insight will hum,
A breath whispered, of times yet to come

Have a wonderful week, everyone.

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A Poem of Inspiration

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All around you, look
And see, what’s hidden
Beneath the sea of tranquility,

Bathed in a light so bright
And responsive to
A plight, that’s right,
Which lives beyond the night
Of everlasting daylight,

Shining on

You and me, and all that see
What’s already there, just stare
Off into the distance,
A common affair, so don’t beware

Rather take care
Of yourself in this instance,
For the perspiration of your inspiration
Takes root there

It’s lives inside you, and me,
And the common tree,
Asunder not, One
Full of thunder, and
A distant and harmonic wonder

Believe in that which you see,
A mirror of Mind,
You and me, and yes,
The uncommon tree, both, One
And the same, playing the same game,
Amidst the same flame, so

Breathe deep, and take in
All there is to keep close to heart
A majestical start, and a
Rightful and delightful creation
Is this thing we call inspiration

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A Resilience Poem

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Standing tall
Before the fall of
The last call, when we’re
Not sure where to focus, and

It seems most prudent
To be rigid and fixed in place, yet
Unyielding and closed is really
More about saving face, remember

Inside of being rigid and fixed
Also lives the agility of flexibility,
With the ability to learn and grow more

For what’s in store you
May not know, so
Remain open to what’s at your door
A metaphor, yes

Of a life well-lived, alive
And loving of all that’s coming, and
A becoming of something more

For you are a light in the darkness,
In a world that’s full of both regardless, so

Choose wisely on the path, and
Stand tall in the aftermath
Where pain may act like a chain
Of a dance that’s past, and

Release yourself from that notion
As it is an unlikely potion
Beacusa on the other side of pain is motion, and

A joy so splendid
It need not be mended
Only tended and defended

Just like the light
You know is right on a dark night

Have a lovely weekend, everyone.

#loveandlife, #poem, #poems, #resilience, #writing, #writingpoetry

A Courage Poem

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Frightened
I sometimes feel,
Especially when distant
And there’s really no appeal

Yet, remember

Strength
Lives inside us all
Even when we are unsure
How to create access while enthralled

Determined
We must be, to ensure
A life long-lived with movement
And a sense of pleasure and ecstasy

Barriers
We will face, as they
Are a part of the journey, and
Though it’s the other side we seek,
Alongside a sense of peace and release,

Remember

These things
You shall have, once
You’ve crossed over and
Learned the things to heed, so

Don’t plead, rather
Allow yourself to lead, and
Be gracious and kind to those in need

Even when
That someone in need
Lives in the mirror, a reflection
Of refracted light and memory

Be at peace
And continue along
This journey, seeking quiesce,
And a life full of everlasting mystery

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