String of Pearls

pearls

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!

 

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.