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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Curtain
Sometimes I sit and ponder the scene
Before me, wondering what inspiration will come
Forward. Will it be like a locomotive, quick like lightning,
Gripping my every sense in a dance of majestic bliss enlightening?
Or, will it be like a turtle, slow and methodical, always
Using the logic hidden beneath the scene of this dream?
I never know.
And, sometimes it’s just quiet. Stillness, no thought,
No feeling, just this. This moment, walking through
This world, not a wonder or care in sight. Journeying
Forth, proceeding toward the light, and, yes, at times,
receding in the night.
Yet, always moving.
A dance that’s meant to last for an instant,
especially when considered in relevance
to the length of time that’s hidden.
From view, form a view of all that you want,
And don’t pretend you’re not a savant. We all
Have hidden treasures deep inside. Waiting until
The time is just right to reveal themselves to the light.
Of your knowing, call forth all that’s glowing inside
Of you, my friend. For it is yours alone to take up
When ready. The treasure will wait until you
Call, yet don’t forget to make that last call before
The curtain falls.
Dream
Looking down upon the ground,
Wondering what they see and think,
as they look up, astounded and always
Somewhat confounded, yet too also grounded.
What do you see, when you look at me?
Regalness on the branch, an image of
Perfection at life’s perception. Varied and diverse,
Reminiscent of a multiverse.
Lands distant in geography make up through
A shared heart topography. A deep connection, which
Dissolves the space between, in one earthly scene.
What do you see, when you look up at me?
A mirror of humanity, in eyes so clear and golden,
We all feel quite beholden. The proximity to this
Majesty, makes me tremble in awe of reality.
A metaphor for what’s come before, as presence is
All I really see within me. You, me, and that tree,
Are three, whirling through space and time.
Oh, what a lovely dream.
In response to the WDYS #73 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.
Skyward
I lift my face
Skyward, toward
The unknown of
The byword.
Nature I feel deep
Inside, there’s no
Reason to wonder
Why.
Simply exist in this
Moment, with attention
Fixed on what was
Once missed.
The Present Moment
I breathe in the
Salted air, without
Any care.
Those have been left
Behind, in the meantime,
The focus is on what’s
Here and now.
The gravelly trail,
Soft button, open,
And in some places
Quite frail.
The rocky shore
Splashed and assaulted
Continuously by the oceans
Core.
The gulls flying overhead,
Left their bed,
For their home in the
Air instead.
The people coming and
Going, taking in the
Sights, while the
Mist keeps blowing.
The present moment,
Clear and dear, and,
Yes, we are already
here.
Play
Times
At play, gone by
Without a whisper
Of an oft remembered
Whimper,
As we long
For the days
Of play
When we were
Carefree and
At once
Unafraid
Of all
That surrounded
Us
In touch with
Our true selves
Without
The baggage
That comes with age
Yet,
We can remove
What’s in our parcel
And let go
Of those unneeded
Scruples, and mis
Understandings
Made along the way, and
Create a day
Where we are light,
With delight,
And
Able to revel
In the play
Of life
With
Fancy,
Just like when
We were little
Running,
And jumping,
Not a care in the world
For we didn’t know
About cares
Why would
We dare?
When you are young
You are focused
On creating
Beauty
With every finger
Touched
By Presence
And, guess what?
You can play
That way
Today
Even with
The age, which
Is upon
Our collective face
For inside,
You are still
Young, my friend
So take the day
And play
Away
Grace
Is a space,
Created for you and I
As we balance our place
On this planet
Which can sometimes
Be precarious
And even, at times,
Make us furious
With anxiety, and, yes
Even anticipation
Of what’s to come
Tomorrow under
The setting
Sun
Emotions like these
Are normal, for you and I
Are only mortal
Yet, there’s more
To the story
Of, yes
A
Profound glory
Where mortality
Meets the Divine
And always sublime
Presence
Of something grander
And all the while
We fit with our emotions
And, at times stumble
And bumble our lines
We can call upon this
Presence and it’s
Magnificent essence
Of our collective humanity
And extend ourselves
The Grace as needed
The River
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
A Presence Poem
Presence
You look out
And into the fray
Beholden to
Tomorrow’s worry
And yesterday’s scurry
Like a glimmer in front
Eyes see out, and
Touch
Ever so gently
Yet also intently
Searching and not
Yet finding, that
Which is already
Perching
Right there
In front of you
Shift the attention
And let the senses
Draw inward toward
The light and watch, as
A real delight commences
Clarity of Mind
Refocused
Watches in wonder
At all of the blessings
Expressing themselves
Right now, and
Once again, you see
That which is
Sparkling and dancing
In the light, which is also
Loving in delight, and
All at once, you are
Amazed at all of
The daylight
Now that was fun. Have a great evening.
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