A Dream

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They come,
And sometimes
We run away

Looking for a bright
And shiny nether day
Or return
To our birth, which is

A place of renewal

Created
With all the splendor
And accrual of a
Very fine mural

Where we see
All that was before, and
What’s to come, displayed
At the door, present

To the very eyes we adore

A history of a life lived
In kind, not rewind,
And yet we sometimes

Anxiously await a return
To the past
Even though we know
The moment won’t last

We still envy that space
Delivered, and
Yes, we even sometimes
Quiver with anticipation

An emancipation

From times
That can feel scary, and
Even withdrawn where
We may become quite wary

Remember that life
Is but a dream, lived
A gift and true sublime trist

With all that we see and feel
Both we may call real

Sometimes it may be easy, and
It may also make us feel
Quite queasy, and unsure

Yet please be reassured
That both
Are at opposite ends
Of a single spectrum

A dream, I reckon, yes,
And shall I progress?

Alas, I’ll digress
For the moment, and
Finally say
To let come what may

Because in the end
All is needed
Even when
We can’t quite concede it

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Hand-in-Hand

Cheryl Holt @ Pixabay

They walk hand-
In-hand, a dance
Till the end

Just starting out, and, yes,
They’ll figure it out

One step at a time
Through the daytime
Until it’s finally bedtime

Day after day
Friends forever
They’ll say

And, yes,

As they age
Life will pull them apart
Yet they’ll always have each other
When they finally depart

This plane

They’ll have shared
A life full of love
Declared
For the very first time

When they were little
During that first summertime

Walking hand-in-hand
Through the field
Flowers blooming all around

Their souls intertwined, and
Together bound
Just like when they were little

Walking hand-in-hand
When their love was first found

In response to WDYS #58 from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.

#friends, #friendship, #lifeandlove, #poem, #poems, #wdys58, #writing

The River

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The river flows
Just as the wind blows
And the streams
In our veins grow

With life

A beautiful and tranquil
Existence
Of a long, and
Adored magnificence

Bending to the right
A mighty flight
Of fancy

Even prancy with delight

A memory of times
Gone by, yet
Filled with light

Luminous

And sparkling
As the sun shines
And the water dances
For the heavens, and is

Now beckoned

To the left
Never bereft
Only filled with
Sweet and blessed

Presence

Of Mind
Which is sublime
Each and every

Moment at a time

Breathe in deep, then
My friend, and
Take each
And every moment in

As their magnificence
Is a mirror
Of your very existence

#life, #love, #mind, #poem, #poems, #presence, #river

Lost

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I feel lost, and
Yet am found
A precariousness

Which is truly unbound

Around a realm of second glances
Taken aback at times
In search of second chances

Broken I sometimes feel
While I real
And deal

In the illusion

Which in time
Slips away once again
Just like a second friend

Intertwined

Even when I’d rather cry
For the losses
In this life

And, my friend,
When crying is all there is
Release it for it is a gift
Maybe unknown to you at this time

Yet you’ll learn as you practice
Twice
As many years as there were before
Raining down

And pouring from my soul

A release is on its way
Along with a new found
Sunny and very bright day, so

Hang in there
With all you’ve got
Feeling alone
And yet know you are not

For alone no one ever is
That’s the beauty of a life
Which is full of bliss

Even when unable to notice
Keep heart and know that
It’s you that has been chosen

#lifeandlove, #lostandfound, #poem, #poems, #writing

Colors

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Rainbow hues
Found in the dew of life
Whether there is strife
Or multiple aspects of splendor

Possibilities rife

Of our collective nobility
In all humility, and
Love for all that’s there
A very common affair

Majesty and bounty everywhere

Take in
All those colors you see
Even when your sight
Is hidden from thee

Know the moment lasts
But an instant, here
And gone, then
Born anew, which

We may call a new dawn

Of your story, which
May be hidden from view
Lost in the boulders of life

Know though that
What is lost is always found
Sometimes even upon the ground

As we take in the beauty all around

Breathe life in
A very respective detective
Taking time to pause
Reflect
And collect the mysterious cause

Of your life
Found in every color
In every tree and flower

A power so immense
It always passes the test
And is never second best, so

Be with that which you know,
Feel, and see, always upon that tree
Of renewal
All the beautiful colors found anew

A beauty, my friend, are you

Have a fantastic weekend, everyone.

#beauty, #colorspoem, #life, #love, #poem, #poems, #writing

Vulnerability

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Sometimes seen
As weakness
Within a darkness unknown

And even unfound
Bound by trepidation of
A bygone time

Fear withholds us
And casts a spell
That we must dispel

By digging deep inside
A new ability
Takes birth, a renewal
Of a very fine jewel

Misplaced for a time
Yet found again upon the vine
Of life

A treasure
Without common measure
A pleasure
In every kind of weather

As we access this flower
We step into a new found power, and
As we practice being vulnerable

We become
Much more comfortable
With ourselves, and
Everyone around, becoming unbound

Releasing a power for the ages
Which comes in stages, so

Breathe in deep and know
It is your war to wage
Upon the page

Inside an an epic novel for the ages
Which can be seen as strife, or
Possibilities rife
In this thing we call a vulnerable life

#lifeandlove, #poem, #poems, #vulnerability, #writing

Patience

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The earth spins, and
The world moves on
By gone times
Are sometimes improved on

A little at a time, yes, and
Sometimes not at all

So we may call upon
That higher power
Which radiates like a flower
Of immense joy,

A sublime tower

Of gratitude and trust
Even in times of distress
Let It not be second guessed
Like all the rest, instead

Trust and know

That as you roam
Your home
Lay in wait along the road

You travel, your destiny

Already created some time ago, so
Have faith in that which you see
Even when you fear, and
Struggle to believe, know that

Patience is that which you seek
A steadying of the Mind, and an
Altering of the ties that bind

Break free
And live a life free of luxury
Induced worry and angst, which
Are common in case you can’t see

Simply believe and have faith
In that which you feel, for
Your truth, my friend
Has always been very real

#life, #love, #mindfulness, #patience, #poem, #poems, #writing

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

#grace, #life, #love, #poem, #poems, #writing

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

#creation, #creativity, #loveandlife, #ourhighestcalling, #poem, #poems

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.

#fears, #illusion, #poem, #poems, #safety, #silentmystery, #writing