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Originally posted on The ancient eavesdropper:
We search for answers& yearn to findthe keyto life,but all unfoldson itsown when we keepan openmind.
Stay calm & slow down —rest your thoughts on the now —let the worldspin around —your axis oftranquility.
A feeling of a feeling — a sense sensed — a taste touched. Poets with their contortionist tongues — twisting words to fit any verse — snapping rubberband rhymes — on the corners of our mind. In the unwritten words … Continue reading →
On the verge ofa word —at the edgeof a verb —off the cliffsof emotion —I throwmyself intoa poem. We are ephemeral graffiti art —brought tolife today —whitewashedtomorrow —short burstsof the rainbow. The simplefact remains —we only have so many days … Continue reading →
Warm air flows thru my window — brushing against my cheek — a zephyr playing tag — I’m always it. The wind whispers in my ear — revealing distant secrets — faraway sounds draw me nearer. Beside a gurgling stream … Continue reading →
Collecting thoughts in the scrapbook of my mind — pages flipped forward & back in time — the chaotic chronology of me. Too many words spoil the moment – brevity is the best preservative – short & sweet like a … Continue reading →
Can we truly live life in moderation? There are no half breaths or heart beats. It’s all or nothing.
Silence the conscious desire tocontrol &own —transcend your ego —let go &live as partof the whole.
At the drop of a contact lens —my worldfalls in & out of focus —life lackingdefinition —back toa primordialooze. Surrounded by walls –do I occupy a space intime or am I a figment of my mind –hearingechoes ofa phantomsong? I … Continue reading →
You should never need a reason to care — true compassion acts on its own without being told.