Priceless

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The mother;
That knows her child’s palate
So her child’s eyes always gleam
And hunger is stirred
Even before the first bite.

The father;
That watches dote-fully
And nudges forward
Yet stands always
As the safety net.

The lover,
That throws the wink
The unexpected kiss
Ignites all primal thirsts
And satiates in participatory manner.

The Divine,
Delivers the life force
Delicately as breath.
Stays closer than close
So that you are never alone.

All impossible to beat
And priceless in nature.

Love and Care

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There are gorging valleys and canyons
Deep and mysterious oceans
Dark and ancient caves.

There are birds colored in rainbow spectrums,
Reptiles textured and patterned like kaleidoscopes,
People no two identical in phenotype or personality.

How grand the distinguishing features!
How many the infinite variables!
How abundant the opportunity for awe!

How fortunate to be
Not only an integral part of the composition,
But to be positioned to enjoy
This incredible stage.

How then to capture this living breathing theatre?
How to experience this today and preserve for tomorrow?
How to leave but a footprint to show
Acknowledgement and not destruction?

It’s to appreciate!
Appreciate this magnificent
Artistic creation,
And it’s Curator of kindness.

It’s to learn to love and care.

As the source of all creation
Is but love and care.
The effort for sustaining anything valued
Is to love and care.
The power to thrive and flourish
Is best from love and care.

To dance on this stage
Sit in the seats
Watch the show
And even befriend
And acknowledge the Producer

Now this is the gift
Of the ultimate
Love and caretaker!

 

 

 

Drops…

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Dew drops
Pearl drops
Tear drops

From the eyes of the skies
From the eyes of the seas
From the eyes of your heart

Dew drops
Morning moisture
Caught and seated to quench

Pearl drops
Sand grains
Captured and moulded to beautify

Tear drops
Tender emotions
Released and trickle to express

Drop by drop
A little humility
A little understanding
A little gratitude

Acknowledge these drops
And watch in wonder
Your very own
Quenching
Your very own
Beautification
Your very own
Expression
As all come to life..

Reflections

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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.

True Nature

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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

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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