The Soul's Canvas
Explore poems that reflect on identity, emotional healing, and personal transformation. Read free introspective poetry that speaks to the soul
You are already
Who you are,
Who you wish to be.
The path you seek
Is beneath your feet.
The summit you chase
Beats within your chest.
The acorn doesn’t doubt
The oak in its heart.
The caterpillar doesn’t fear
Its butterfly wings.
You are already
Who you are,
Who you wish to be.
Your journey is
to uncover and embrace.
Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.
Three plus one,
Does not equal four.
Four minus three,
Does not equal one.
When divided,
You cannot subtract nor add.
Hearts feel infinity in a touch.
Three plus three,
Does not equal six.
Six minus three,
Does not equal three.
When multiplied,
The heart does not know numbers.
Learn love in heartbeats.
One equals many, equals everything,
Equals one divided by zero.
That’s what the heart knows.
That’s what the heart knows.
Parallel lines intersect.
In the geometry of affection,
Limits walk to eternity.
One plus one,
Countless possibilities.
That’s what the heart knows.
That’s what the heart knows.
Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.
I paint
with words,
a dreamscape
of the mind.
A sunrise heard
in hues of gold,
A lover’s kiss,
sweet and tender,
A storm raging
with wild abandon.
I paint with words,
And you are
my canvas.
Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.
I listen
with my eyes,
I see
with my touch,
I feel
with my ears.
Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.
The pages turn,
The lessons learned.
Yesterday’s story,
In shadows blurred.
Here and now,
A sacred vow.
No echoes of the past,
Only blessings cast.
A dance in time,
A rhythm sublime.
Journey to the start,
A compassionate heart.
From fractures deep,
New love will seep.
The universe’s art,
Love notes to impart.
Whispers below,
Stars’ radiant glow.
Dreams turned real,
Wishes heal.
To give is to gain,
A life’s gentle rain.
Gifts we bestow,
A river’s flow.
A cycle spins,
Where life begins.
Endings and new,
Horizons in view.
Life’s tender touch,
Curiosity as such.
Questions arise,
Truth in our eyes.
Vibrations thrum,
Curiosity hum.
A dance of creation,
Life’s grand narration.
Meaning or delight,
In the heart’s light.
Faith’s gentle grace,
Lessons we embrace.
A journey’s quest,
In choices blessed.
Each path we tread,
A truth ahead.
Invisible strings,
Connected beings.
A world anew,
Love pure and true.
Beyond the pane,
Open hearts gain.
No need for disguise,
Inviting, open skies.
Home’s embrace,
Love’s gentle grace.
A welcome bright,
In shared light.
Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.
Lost in the ligature
between letters of the word,
riding the waves
of the cursive line.
Writing is liberation.
Reading is freedom.
Truth is honesty.
Stories are home.
A live word lived
honestly as truth,
simply within the blood flow
of the letters cursive veins.
A word is a
life lived,
in liberation,
in freedom,
in honesty.
Trading paint colors with the leaves,
stories and folktales with the branches.
With time,
the print of the word is stronger,
and is engraved in our will.
Or it is washed away,
and pentimento is pargeted.
We die when
we’re forgotten.
Calendar create, ritual and elevation.
Community and art,
fragile and vulnerable.
The ordinary is remarkable.
Words repeat.
Amen
Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.
Peace is love in silence.
Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.
Love reveals the truth
.
.
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Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.
Writing is liberation.
Reading is freedom.
Truth is honesty.
Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.