Resilience
contemplation
Tiny grains of sand
Tiny grains of sand
Compress and surface
As a string of pearls
Singular droplets of moisture
Merge and form
The great oceans
Flimsy wisps of cloud
Float and rise
As the comforting sky
Each and every breath
Shallow or deep
Opportunities encompassing existence
Such grandeur!
Pearls, oceans, the sky
Even existence.
All nothing without
The minutiae
Grains, droplets, wisps
And every little breath.
What is it that we see?
What is it that we acknowledge?
The whole?
Or it’s parts?
What are we?
Mankind
Nations
Communities
Or individuals?
How kindly we are made!
How kindly we are acknowledged!
Each with a face
Never duplicated
Each with a beat
Rhythm unique
Each allowed
Opportunity unparalleled!
Have you seen
The part you are?
Own your chance
Claim your gift
Live your turn
No strings attached
This is your time!
All Born Kings
Attire of regales
Naturally adorned
Yet what mighty weight
Held on sturdy shoulders
Looking ahead
With so much to protect
Head held high
Yet still humbled
With virtue of heart
Comes the clearest glory
Daily battles
Some won, some lost
Need no army
Wage no war
Crowned by birth
Dispute unworthy
Mother Nature’s King
Know you reign supreme!
Droplets
Delicate droplets
Dance and prance, bringing awe
Divine beauty’s play
Natural Dichotomies
Given such luster,
From the very edge
To the inner core,
Bright zealous zest
To subtle softness,
Dichotomy pure.
Such floral
Beauties, accepted
In awe.
Why then
Do I, fight
My diversities galore?
Maker the same
From me to
My eden of flora.
Then let me too
Accept
My changing form
And turbulent times,
Staying true
As the flower to its
Fragrance, and I
To my inner Divine.
Maimed
Hurt with cuts and bruises,
I don’t doubt
Ointment and balm
You’d bring.
Chapped lips
And matted hair,
Bathe and comfort
You would plead.
If I’m really
To be seen,
Not matter my exterior
Love me for my interior.
Cast away the images
Prim, proper and pretty;
Embrace my essence
And let me claim my presence.
Curveball
Curveballs!
Offsets the course
Upsets the routine
Messes up the plan
What a nuisance!
Life is no smooth sail!
We can all attest to that.
But are not the trials
Opportunities to find your strengths?
Life is not without mistakes!
We have all made a few
But are not the errors
Avenues of resilience and growth?
Life is not without loss!
We have all shed a tear or two.
But are not past fortunes
Relics we hold dear?
Perhaps the curveballs
Are misconstrued.
Perhaps the curveball
Is to set the track straight
Perhaps we lost our way
And needed a pointer
Perhaps we became complacent
And required a jolt!
Before you judge the throw
Set your cap
Shuffle the dirt
And get ready to bat!
Remember you’re in the game
The play is on
And you made the team
Now let’s play……’life’!
True Home
Whisper words of love
Radiate the glow of gratitude
Therein lies the gift
Inherent is the proof
Both have been awakened
Consciously you accept
Step and cultivate understanding
Immerse and cloak with appreciation
Wearing your true face
Glide with ease and grace
Like bees to nectar
Like the homeward bound soldier
Your radar is now set
As home and paradise both
No longer just name nor mystery…
Love and Care
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!
Easter
Zombie like living
Resurrect yourself today
One breath at a time
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