Love has been unleashed
When on the gloomiest day
You beam like the sun
Author: Taruna
Reflections
As the butterfly you see all her alluring flutters
Yet wait awhile
As the wings are folded to rest
And she stills herself
You’ll then recognize the earlier colors
The flutters performed
Were reflections and windows
Of her inner hues and moves
In her secret place within
She finds her lover of loves
She floats in the clearest of air
She breathes in the perfume of heaven
Surfacing
How can she not
But simply shine and glow
Ooze compassion and love
Want to sing glory and praise
Of her One that showed the way.
Easter
Zombie like living
Resurrect yourself today
One breath at a time
True Nature
The puppy on the heels of the child
The flower up turned to the sun
The thunderous run of every river to the sea
The closing of your eyes to go within…
All of nature works with but one rule
To defy not its true course and character.
When nature remains unbroken
Beauty prevails and
Peace is resounding.
When we want to feel love
There needs to be no instruction for where to turn,
When we need to go home
There needs to be no signpost.
Are you true to your nature?
True to your one rule?
Do you know what it is?
It is to be in your joy
Surround yourself with those that fuel this,
It is to turn to warmth and love
And away from fire and anguish,
It is to feel love in and around you
It is to recognize your home within….
In a time when complexity is revered
Such simplicity is dismissed.
Oh how far have we strayed from our true nature?
If the guise of each label
The weight of each role,
If the barrier from each layer
Is all acknowledged as it is,
Temporary and void of ownership
Then yes, return we may
Back to our true nature
One of joy, love and peace….
To bloom or not to bloom
Standing side by side
Under same blue sky
Same warm sun
Same rooting dirt
One of luster
Other barren of life,
One beautifully adorned
One striped naked.
Waking day by day
Under the same blue sky
The same warm sun
The same rooting breath
Do I ooze life
Do I effervesce with essence,
Or do I drag myself around
Do I need reviving!
Given freely
This air to breath
The sun to warm
These nutrient to feed
What tips the balance
Each and every day
From vibrant and victorious
To defeated and discouraged
So fine the division
So refined the disguise,
Most times the only one to know
Is me and myself
Is it challenge
Is it gift
To make the choice
To pick the way
Each day renewed
Beautifully granted
Until the end
Until the curtain draws
Opening my heart
I see my blue skies
I feel my radiant sun
I know my granted blessings
With the view to accept
The aptitude for gratitude
The budding begins
The bloom inevitable
Mesmerized…
Mesmerized by touch
Or gaze, shedding pearl drop tears
As inner heart melts
Patterns, Habits and Choices
One sky
Same night
Different images
One man
Same deed
Different appreciations
One life
Same opportunities
Different perspectives
Do you see dusk’s beauty or darkness lurking?
Do you see man’s strength or is he overbearing?
Do you see life’s gifts or its shortcomings?
The answers are inherent in ‘choice’
Choice is dictated by patterns
Patterns are created by habits
Habits are formed over time
Time is of the essence
Cultivate your desired habits
Formulate your pattern
Stand by your active choice
Look for the signposts
The landmarks have been laid
The bricks may not all be yellow
But the path is clear
Open up to beauty and kindness
And appreciation will become a habit
Watch your perspective form a pattern
And your choice becomes full of life!
Oceans
Foaming forward fast
Relentless force like no other
Repeatedly fresh
No Reign for Confusion
So easy to fall
Into the pit of quicksand.
So quickly blown
Into the cortex of whirlwind.
So it is that this very mind
Sinks to depths
And flusters in circles.
One minute
Slim of thought
So tranquil is life,
Next an uproar
As confusion brings strife.
Acting almighty
As if in control
When all the while
Breaking loose as turmoil.
One breath in
One breath out
Diminishes quicksand
To a playful sandbox.
One breath in
One breath out
The gusty wind
Is but a calm breeze.
Hand in hand
Heart and mind
Which will lead?
Which will follow?
With ears turned in
Answers are heard
Equilibrium sounds
And home is found.
Yet not from the song of the heart
Nor the buzz of the mind
But a silence supreme
Where peace is sublime.
Eighteen Today
No mother could be prouder
Of the infant to child
The teenager to adult
That you have become
With obvious insecurities
To seasoned confidences
From fears and trepidations
To successes and conquests
With molding and shaping
Your character blooming
Showing love and kindness
To joy and gratitude
Always respectful
Quietly inquisitive
Always striving
Wanting knowing of more
For simply just who you are
I hope you’ll carry
My love always close
To nurture and comfort
For no matter the year
No matter the decade
You’ll always be mine
And I’ll always yours
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