Begin to Believe

Have you ever felt
a ripple in time;
or experienced
time slow down enough,
it’s as if this moment
and the next
are imbued
with a singularity
of all of our
collective beingness?

Walking, pondering,
and reflecting
upon life’s mysteries,
I’m at once, called forth
toward a challenge,
and a promise,
given to me when
I was younger,
and a whole lot bolder.

And, as time
spills through my hands,
I watch
as it moves
toward the earth,
being called
to the place of its birth.

And, in this moment,
time becomes
something altogether
extraordinary,
birds sing louder,
the sky opens up,
and there is a shower,
of tears
that pour down,
drenching me to my very core.

And,
as the tears
fall from the sky,
there’s no need
to wonder why
I feel this deep connection
to all of life’s
manifestations.

Now,

as time slows down,
more, and more,
I smile bigger
than ever before.

Sitting in this stillness,
I breathe in and out,
and witness the birth
of a new moment,
where time ripples outward,
and throughout,
every person,
place, and thing,
and I
begin to believe.


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Understanding

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Inquiring within,
just makes you grin
while you continue
to ponder
and reflect upon
all of life’s wonders.

Connection so deep,
you hear the ocean
in every breath,
and feel the breeze of
it’s salty mist,
even after you’ve already
left.

Considerations run
along a thread
of time,
which is sublime,
and, at times,
difficult to find.

Contemplation
requires
a measure
of boldness,
to face
the pain
of another’s life
with stoicism.

Cradling love
in a basket,
weaved with tears
of both pain
and pleasure,
you realize
it’s in between the two,
where life’s requesting
a measure of your solitude.

Quiet now,
you listen and learn
about the riddle,
which perplexed
the mind
for a very long time.

Stillness requires
a sense of vulnerability
and resiliency,
to guide us to the table
of our
greater understanding.

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Tanka #12

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lights shine in night sky,
an owl sings in the distance,
crickets echo, day
contemplating existence,
be still and take it all in

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Witness

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Journey with me, if you will, a trip
down an unknown street, and into an
unknown land filled with mystery and confusion,
it is a gift of life’s perfusion.

In one hand we can hold, if we are so bold,
this conundrum. A hidden balance, scales
moving back and forth in a dance that requires
special attention to see it’s worn out portension.

It’s like that often, and yet, most can only
hold the one view, a blow to soften.

The myriad of challenges and disappointments
that are part of the movement, seen and unseen,
just like in a dream. How do we then find our preen?

Practice makes the dance more noticeable
to the senses, yes, and also to the part of ourselves
that creates balance between
sensibility and our inner tranquility.

There is much that can be learned from within,
if we learn to quiet our mind, and sit in stillness,
thus becoming a silent witness.

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