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The Third Season

Anatoliy Misuik, Autumn Breath, 2022, Lviv Ukraine

The morning air

clean and slight crisp.

The golden orb

slower to rise.

This third season

closes what has been amassed 

with a serene gratitude.

Gentle and as abundantly as the falling leaves.

Yet opens the door 

to reflection and consolidation,

giving rise to fortitude 

needed to step into the shorter darker days.

Maturing beauty surrounds

with swaying wheat bushels.

Rich solid gourds and pumpkins 

adorning doorsteps and mantles.

Summer fruits dwindle,

as hearty fall veggies

gathered for soups and stews 

await crusty bread dipping.

This the season 

of closing in onto the self.

Comforting for some.

Frightful for others.

For your own autumn’s coming,

collect the savoring of memories 

rich and robust for growing closer 

to your inner core.

As this, your core, will never dwindle

decay and dissolve. 

And as you await your winter

fear not the cold or isolation.

But welcome the comfort,

Companionship

of that which you has seen you through 

each and all of your seasons.

To be or not to be…. Worthy

Guilt, fear

Successes, failures

Right turns, wrong turns

This is the noise between the ears.

Always questioning your worthiness 

To bask in your wholeness

Where divinity awaits you.

This is the very distraction

Obscuring your passage

Creating your barrier

To your inner self and awareness.

It is here that the infinite is united

With your mortality.

Here ‘now’ allows

The ultimate experience 

The experience 

The millennia took

In the creation of you.

So ask not of your worthiness

Your presence 

Dictates your absolute claim.

Breathe in this life

It will take your breath away

Let it make you breathless.

By the most precious of realizations awaited

You are worthy

Be humbled by your opportunity

Be awed in your gratitude.

Grasp every moment

New as dew

Fresh and crisp 

And just as transitory.

So capture and be focused

As night will come

And you’ll need 

Your own light

To carry you without fear.

Only possible for having already 

Met your creating divinity.

BOB

Never you can forget 

If ever you get to meet our Bob 

A man from simple beginnings 

Traveling across the Atlantic pond

From the midlands of the UK

To the West of the United States

Always one to make use of his God given gift

His hands, his strength, his determination 

Husband to Uma

Obsessive, possessive but all and only hers.

Father to Misha, Sheema, Beena

Father-figure to Ricky, Reena, Angie, Tejal

Dada to all the grandkids close and far… 

You wear many hats

Switching as your audience calls

Reliable for your brüt honestly 

Known for your no fuss ways

Humor unpredictable 

Behavior always a scary surprise 

Beloved by young and old

Sort for by friends and family

We congratulate you

On your big Seven Zero!

Life, we know has delivered its ups and downs

Here’s to smooth sailing now

Ride any more bumps 

As if steering your first car, the Mini

And feel the blessing of life

Cruising through your veins 

This journey is only yours

Thank you for letting us join in on the ride 

We love you ol’ man♥️

Just in case you didn’t know!

Sound of Freedom

When you think of slavery

What image do you conjure 

Men, women?

Arduous work?

Well in todays 21st century 

The time of man’s greatest achievement 

Children form the largest sector 

Of this hideous trade

Even more sickening 

Is what they are sold for

Who they are sold to

The countless repeated sexual insults and abuses they endure

We’ve heard of this

We know of this 

But who’s story do you know?

Now you have the opportunity 

To see first hand 

The bravery, the hope 

The humanity 

That can serve to help

The vulnerable

Those thought to be lost 

And protect those who should never even hear of such vulgar domination 

Watch this movie

Talk about

Share it

Our collective awareness is needed

This is not happening somewhere 

It’s happening right here 

Our your doorstep!

Protect your child

Protect all children

“God’s children are not for sale”

Checking in….

What if you gave yourself 

A moment each day

Perhaps at the start

Probably more needed at the end

Just to check in on yourself

Saying, “how are you feeling today?”

“How did your day go?”

If it was tough

Can you give yourself a moment

To relax, breathe deep, breathe long

And let it out slow.

Whatever you felt

Can you accept, allow

Reflect as needed

The let it all go.

Open yourself 

Much like the sky 

And watch the happenings

The events, the emotions

As they float on by

Slow like summer clouds

Or fast like birds as thunder rolls in.

Then as the space empties, quietens

And a silence sings

Bask, like bathing in the sun

Let a warmth surround 

Let a comfort embrace 

This is presence

And this is how you get all checked in.

Diwali

Historical representation 

The return of a light force

Joy and comfort rejoiced 

Reality check

Light is omnipresent 

Even in the darkest of times

Not only does it dance

At the break of dawn

In the twinkle of stars

But in the hurl of waves

In the flicker of eyes 

And roar of laughter 

I came as light

Much like a blow torch

Universally charged

The force, the light

Burns, sustains 

Every breath, every day

My casing ages

Disintegrates

As my light remains constant 

The day will come

When it’s work for me is done

Then silently it moves on

Cherishing this light

Without which 

I am mere dust

Befriending

Understanding 

Appreciating

My light 

It chose me 

It is me 

Being happy

In my light

Celebrate my Diwali 

Plenitude

Magnificent simplicity 

Delicately glorious 

Profoundly present 

Regally virtuous 

Composition unique 

Yet familiarity opens

My heart once more

And a warmth released

How far we stray

In this world 

Of asphalt and tar

Where trees are cleared

Where creatures made homeless 

And man banks

Another buck

And builds yet another city

When will we learn

When will we remember 

The ecosystem 

The cosmos 

All rotate, revolve 

In a natural order

When a simple rose

One of a million

Can tell the story

Of a divine perfection 

And inspire a gratuitous love

From your deepest vault

This is the gift

Not of a dozen roses

But merely just one

As housed in her

The depth of a beauty

Is the same for me 

The same for you

Glow and yield

To what is nature’s 

Rhyme and reason

Love and grace

And accept the abundant plenitude 

Epitome of being Loved

The universe has conspired

Conspired for your existence

Not against you but for you

The coming together of time

The alignment of elements

Molecules, atoms,

Wind, air, dirt

Yes it has all conspired

That you may be here

That you may feel, see, think, love

Do you feel your existence

The rhythm in which you sway

Can you connect to your source

Can you find the wavelength

Where the eternal sits within you

Be still, be quiet

And the space will find you, hold you