reflections

Lover?

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Lover?
Mate?
Soul mate?

Dancing with life
A song is played
It attracts
It calls
A warmth is felt
Perhaps contentment
Closing my eyes
I’m overwhelmed

I know
I feel
The well within
Digging for the spring
The release has begun

Now I know
Such beauty
Such clarity
With letting go
Brings more of the unimaginable

Worthiness
No question
The gift
Always there
Unwrapping
Layer by layer
Depth unending

My lover
My mate
My soul mate
All within

One World Trade Center

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All for which it stands
Rising like a Phoenix
Ashes left behind
Majestic in its stance

Fueled by the past
With pain giving way
To strength and liberty
So humblingly inspired

Life force trickles on
Like water flowing naturally
Replenishing sustenance
Circling with ease and grace

By the power above, below and all around
Love flows deeper, greater
Resilience at its best
Surfacing over and over

Lessons to the heart
Never give up
So long as breath is granted
You can always rise again

Whimsical or not..

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From the array of colors
To the multitude of acts
Nothing stays hidden
Everything is portrayed

Mesmerized in thought
Perhaps it’s to contemplate
But once up on our feet
Life is an act to balance
Even if on the rim of a coffee cup!

How similar to our daily reality
We rationalize, we theorize
Yet when there’s action
The heart and all its color is called on
So the spirit can fly!

Then sometimes we hang on for dear life
With chalice in hand!
If only to dive in headfirst!

We move with our season and terrains
Leaping and swaying
Reaching and praying
So thank you, dear friend
For all in one shot
You portrayed mine and your life
Like only the artist can!

Original art by AR

Father’s Accolade

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First a guardian
Hovering behind mother hen
Yet always ready
To take the reigns

Then a playmate and true supporter
With horseback rides
As bike holder
Even a fan in the bleachers

As life goes on
And all the work is done
Now the father comes to light
As he is physically
No longer always in sight

You remember the helping hand
Each time you lift
An oversized box,
You hear his words
Each time you decide
Your ‘yay or nay’
Your feel a push
Each time you move
Further into unknown worlds

This is a father
The one to let you hold
His finger and assure you
The one to let you go
So you can go adventure
The one to push you forward
So you make your dreams come true..

2 of 3 – Dragonfly

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Dragonfly
Of color
Radiating brightly
Inviting so warmly

Like
A rainbow
After the rain
And before the sun

Yet always constant
Always reliable
Thinking ahead
And perfectly malleable

Helping hands
Thoughtful ways
Yet maybe never
Center in the play

Explore
Full spectrum
Of all
Your hues

From
Red and yellow
To
Indigo and violet

You have them all
So like an instrument
Play all your keys
Find all your music

And be
Completely
All you were meant
To be

1 of 3 – Dragonfly

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Dragonfly
Of graphite
Standing tall
Standing strong

Majestic
As queen
With subjects
Always In mind

Leading
Governing
Yet hiding
Behind your toil

Come out
I say
And release
Yourself

You maybe
Strong
But it’s ok
To be weak

Let down your guard
Peel away the beams
Let in the comfort
Let out the cry

With your wings
Wide spread
Flutter
In the wind

Changing course
Switching mindset
Find the dance
Be the dance

Your strength
You’ll always have
Just don’t let it take
Away your joy

Ageing

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Graced with elegance
Layered in riches
Brimming with fortitude
Aged to perfection

Truest of treasures
Never an acquisition
Always a revelation
As embedded with precision

With dignity and resilience
With acknowledgement of meaning
A life lived well
Shows through with beauty

The human no different
Whether wrinkled or lame
The gleam of beauty
Will still break though

Live with inquiry
Don’t follow like sheep
Walk against the crowd
Walk the path less trodden

Look within, look around
Answers come of asking
Make room for knowledge
And every wrinkle will hold a story

Fear not the running of time
Welcome
For it brings sustenance for renewal
Perfect just for each moment

So grateful this heart
For knowing this treasure
For knowing the guardian
For having so ‘aged’