poetry

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….

Valentine

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Enigmatic?
Perhaps.
Mysterious?
Possibly..
Debonair?
Perfectly!

Displaying a variety of character
Enjoying the diversity of life’s adventures
Summoning a multitude of assets
All in a day’s play of living…

When all the layers removed
Naked truth revealed
No embellishment required
The best of all awaits

No sleeve for the heart
Magnanimously exposed,
No diluted passion
Raw yet gentle,
Completely present
For just the task at hand,
Giving fully of all
Mind, body and spirit!!

Touched

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Five senses.
But how ‘touch’ wins the show!

Grasp of the finger
Pulling on a pet’s tail
Smearing food on table tops.
Oh how children touch!

A stroke on the cheek
Gliding fingers through hair
Lips to lips.
Oh how lovers touch!

Touch is the one sense
Meeting and surpassing all others.

The song of the nightingale
The magnificence of the orchestral play
The lapping of soothing waves
All heard by the ears
But how it ‘touches’ you…

The first rays of morning light
The buds of spring’s delight
The ripple of fine muscular might
All seen by the eyes
But oh how it ‘touches’ you!

Warm welcome handshakes
Acquaintances made.
Sitting snug side by side
Friendships old and gold.
Embraces long and lasting
Lovers trademark sold.
Such is the power of touch ..

Do you remember how to touch?
Or have you become
“Proper”
“Well behaved ”
Respectful of personal space!

Reach, stretch and touch
Get uncomfortable
So you can get comfortable,
Feel that which is around you
Listen with you ears
See your your eyes

Feel with your entire being
And be ‘touched’,
So you can get in-touch
With being a ‘being’!

Soulful Vision

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Some eyes have sight but no vision
Here fear, doubt and oblivion reign.
For vision we need to be free
And freedom requires a warrior.

Some eyes peek at visions.
This the terrain of aimless confusion.
Peeking is transient looking
Peeking is from being barred and imprisoned.

Then there are eyes that have both sight and vision.
Conscious
Fearless
Searching and finding
Clear peaceful reality.

Choose your eyes
See your soul
Let it emerge and grow
Understand it’s song and dance
So that you can feel the true beauty of your soul.

Paradise

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Have you ever seen
The vivid streaks
Of orange, red and yellow,
The blinding brightness
Yet mesmerizing vision
Of the sunset?

Have you felt
The crisp tingle,
Wet and refreshing
Frothing and cleansing,
Chilling yet beckoning
Lapping waves of the sea?

Have you heard
The coo and chirp,
Sharp yet tuned
Cheerful and chatty
Playful and sassy,
Chanter of the tropics?

So much color
So much tune
So much texture
Wow what a wonderful world!

Yet there is another paradise
One where colors have no name
And illumination is of warmth.
The rivers run of nectar
And hunger isn’t possible.
Where harmony is felt
And every breath is a song…

Look past the cover of your skin
Beyond the actions of your limbs
Though the expectations of your mind
And therein lies a land
Of milk and honey..

What is this you ask…

This is your existence
Your every day
Your very moment.

Go in search
But not too far,
All it takes
Is the want to know
The zest to find
The perspective to see,
And low and behold
You’ve found your way!

Life Matters

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Animal-istic!
Ferocious and fun loving

Plant-istic!
Whimsical and free living

Human-istic!
Compassionate and full of giving

All so distinct
And then,
By the Magician’s wand
All rolled into one, the human being!

What a jewel in this earthly crown!
Yet does he even know
How he stands out?!

By incredible design
A behavioral machine,
Reacting to stimuli
With unending zest.

Fascinated by the senses
With everything he sees
He hears
And touches!

Yet, not only is he the jewel in the crown
He is also a crown within the jewel!

Rippling
Through every  cell
Every muscle
Every organ
And laid deep within
Are gems…

When uncovered
This vegetative
Animalistic human
Comes alive!

Alive! With a truth
That surpasses any sensory stimulation
That puts to shame the conquests of conquerors!

Why?!
Because this journey
Can only be made alone
This journey
Makes you yield all your weapons
This journey
Is the making of mankind

When love, understanding, gratitude surface
Humility is second nature
The next person as deserving as you
Compassion for life and all that lives
Now matters.

Life matters!

 

 

 

Destiny, Fate and Luck

The scientist believes,
And serves to prove
“Cause and effect”
Every action has a reaction.
Your reality is direct
Causal effect in form…

The philosopher thinks,
And serves to explain,
You are not what you see
Nothing is what is appears
So search and debate….

The artist creates,
And serves to stimulate
Pushing you out of your box,
Sometimes with delight
Sometimes with a certain discomfort…

So who tells you
And serves to show you
You are you,
Complete, fortunate and free!!

Who guides you to you,
The depths of your comfort
Finding serenity and your home?

How beautiful then
When Destiny is where you are
Fate is your privileged existence
And Luck is your acknowledgement…

So be sure to hold supreme
That which guides and ushers,
You to You….