Even a stone knows
when to surrender.
Look what comes
when it lets go.
Allowing the seasoning,
the wearing down.
So something precious
is born; beautiful
and brilliant.
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Self-Love
In the small hollows of your heart,
resides love.
Beckoning, for a visit.
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The Puppet
An invisible hand holds the strings,
where we play at being puppets.
Dancing to its every move,
discorded and disjointed.
Only when we take the string,
and pull it back to see.
The one who pulls and points
the way, a reflection I see of me.
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Letting go and Letting In
How I longed for you to see me.
All that makeup and perfume
to entice you, wasted.
Only when an empty thing
was left to crawl on all fours,
Did you glance this way,
a smile on your face.
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Feel See Smell Sense
I feel you,
in a warm gentle breeze.
In the rustling of tall trees.
I see you,
in the bird soaring high,
graced by soft white clouds.
I smell you,
in the healing scent of lavender,
and the soil of dawn.
I sense you, in this form,
a pulsating, moving, dancing thing.
An intoxicating golden drink.
You say to me,
a message for your brethren,
who live to suffer.
Say to them.
Love, Learn, and become Peace.
That is all there is to 'Be.'
'If,' they wish for release,
Make each breath
a reminder of Me.
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Wings of Breath
You came on the
wings of breath.
In stories of
our dreams.
On endings of
all things.
To reveal this form
as a no-thing.
A shell, a hollow
bamboo stick.
An empty wick,
waiting to be lit.
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Cusp of Dawn
When the world stands still,
on the cusp of dawn,
and the house is emptied
of all we hold.
In the coming together
of two worlds.
A vision enters, and
turns you into gold.
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Real Love
Real love has no walls,
it is like an endless sea.
Beyond the wildness
of waves.
Beyond that pull, of the current.
It is deep and fathomless,
Beyond things, beyond polarity.
It is that space in the abyss,
where nothing dwells.
Only emptiness......
Perhaps we might see
the rarest of creatures.
Hidden, waiting to be found
That Light up
in exotic splendor.
That reveal sharp teeth,
hidden in shadows.
It is that no-thing,
a grand surprise.
It is Love, limitless,
a celebration of Life.
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Forest of Life
Will you walk with me
in this forest of life?
Sometimes I get lost
not seeing the wholeness.
Moving through the
intricate myriad of chaos,
I get stuck in the stories.
Losing the very fabric of
who I am, as anger
takes hold, or jealousy
rears it’s ugly head.
As selfishness gores me,
impaling me to ‘things.’
Perhaps you can hold
my hand, like a parent
guiding their child.
Let me relish that hand,
for it is Love encased
in a palm with five fingers.
May I hold it tight,
till I am ready to let go?
Till I also become Love,
and losing myself is a gift,
a pointer to an opening,
to a door back home.
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Courage
Courage is not a reminder
decorating your wall.
It is not the trophies and accolades
beautifully arranged on your shelf.
It is a surrender to the unknown.
It is owning our failures,
acknowledging our shortcomings
and embracing our wholeness
with wisdom and kindness.
It is finally seeing
our true self reflected,
in all things.
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Trials
Trials are a gold
engraved invitation.
The surrender, a gem
encrusted crown.
Worn by wisdom,
that rests on a throne
with the Beloved.
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