What used to upset
Rock, overturn my boat,
No longer controls
The sway of my day
No matter the shock waves
My steel rod nerves
Come from my heart’s
Tranquil waters
The ripple and waves
Grow and threaten,
But I’ve learn no fight
Is quite the answer
Steer instead
With kindness and faith
And strength will arrive
To save the day
A little focus
A lot of love
And oh by golly
The demons have gone!
Behold the promise of a new day
From the colors in the sky
Not a rainbow yet still quite an array.
Yellow, emerging with power
Orange to red passing passion and fire
Even dark blue is warm yet smoldering
As forced to retire by the glimmer of dawning.
Such are colors of life
Rich and in their turn take the stage.
Enjoy each hue
As the glows and shimmers, wax and wane
From life’s breaking dawn to it’s restful night…
Inseparable souls
Rhythmical in touch and sound
Harmony for life
Close your eyes…
Colors beyond the spectrum
Hues composed of love
Sparkle yet softened
Engulfing yet inviting
A beauty unparalleled
Not visual but felt
Alluring yet freeing
Enamoring yet calming
This colorful beauty
The picture of a living haven
Visible in clear sight
Yet needing no eyes
Opposing forces
Distorted reality
Graceful surrender
Artwork by Tejal Patel
Vast fields of plenty
Golden grains and grass
Yield and tilled
Harvested and recycled
Sideline bushery
Playfully sway
Adding mischief and contour
Bringing laughter and glee
All encompassed
As mothering Sun
Shines to illuminate
Both the way and life
What simplistic harmony
With delicate balance
Nurtures and fulfills
A full array of qualities
Rest and absorb
The bountiful beauty
The inherent peace
And recognize your glorious company
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!
Born from the vision of perfection
Bestowed assets for growth
Granted divinely devised protectors
With little awareness
Of the inner perfected treasure
The search for purpose begins
Through play
Learning and toil
The misleading snowballs
Acquisitions and merges
For relations, materials and knowledge
Take precedence over simple truths
Further and further
‘Til the connection so weak
‘Knowing’ is replaced with mere ‘belief’
Yet is not the pain of imperfection
That drives to satiate the thirst for perfection
That which leads back to perfection?
With the roll and rumble
The discontent and stumbles
The empty shell seeks a refuge
In the silence and once alone
With the most real of sounds
The One true friend comes to light
So long as there’s motion
The stir to find, and most of all
The open heart
The magnetic connection of the perfect and imperfect
Draw together, seeking each other
As after all, that was
The intended perfect play!
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!
Delicate droplets
Dance and prance, bringing awe
Divine beauty’s play
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