The Soul's Canvas
Find love in yourself,
And when you meet
The hungry giants of evil,
Feed them from your heart.
Witness the fight
Of success and failure,
Of life and death.
You’ll find only one hero-
And the other does not exist.
Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.
In the soft glow of evening sun,
Grandpa whispers a tale just begun.
His life’s experiences echoes,
Lyrics of lessons, stories told.
Truth dances in each moment’s breath,
Reality, our collective quest.
We shape the world with dreams and deeds,
In unity, we plant the seeds.
Seven steps to heaven we climb:
Awareness, Kindness, Knowledge prime,
Understanding, Love, and then
Wisdom, Oneness without end.
We are the gardeners of light,
Tending life from day to night.
Not fruit alone, but roots we seek,
In silence, let the heart speak.
Your attention creates your world,
Choose wisely where your thoughts are aimed.
For what you think of,
Multiplies in the canvas of your skies.
Life’s not hours, but who we’re with,
Each moment a precious gift.
We’re songs with highs and lows linked,
Captain of our journey, unconfined.
Friction sparks the light within,
Be gentle as your tales begin.
You’re the story, music, and art,
Imagination sets you apart.
In every face, a mirror gleams,
Fragments of our shared dreams.
We’re co-creators in this symphony,
Bound by love, not circumstance.
Like trees, we root and reach for sun,
In giving, our strength has begun.
Live fully, don’t just survive,
In connection, we truly thrive.
In the quiet of the night,
Stars twinkle with infinite light.
Your voice, a brushstroke on life’s art,
You paint wonders from your heart.
Speak your truth, sing your song,
In the narrative’ miracles, you belong.
The pen is yours, the stage is set,
Write your story without regret.
Filed under: 🜂 Other – reflecting on connection, relationships, and the spaces between souls.
Egos we bend,
And preconceptions are set aside,
We bow down,
To find the truth
And see the light.
Stiff minds break,
While Soft thoughts flow like water.
In a quiet surrender,
Wisdom whispers.
Our sure things are sand castles,
Washed away by new knowledge tides.
Empty hands, open hearts,
Make room to grow.
Truth’s not a thing to hold,
But an expanding horizon.
As we drop heavy guesses,
Our steps get light, quick.
To see clear, we first say
Our sight has limits.
When we know we’re blind,
We start to really see.
The light we want often hides
In the dark of what we think we know.
Only when we dare ask
Do we light our way.
Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.
Those who assume
Build walls of rigid truth,
Brick by stubborn brick.
Minds are locked gates,
Beliefs are unshakeable.
But those who offer
Hold hands open to the sky,
Ready to either catch starlight
Or let it slip back to the void.
They bend like reeds in others’ winds.
I come to you,
With my palms of possibilities.
Not with demands, but wonder.
I arrived with clay
Waiting to be shaped.
And my mind a blank page,
Hungry for your colors.
In my offering, I found
Our true rhythm.
Each note is a surprise,
Each chord is a revelation.
This music
Of give and take,
Of offer and response,
Writes our song of understanding.
In the space between
Assumption and offering,
Real connection grows.
Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.
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.
I hear your voice,
I see your impressions,
Around for thousands of years.
The older you are,
The less individual freedom
You allow.
As time passes,
More freedom is bought,
By collective few.
You dim your light,
You work to buy
Ignorance as truth.
Don’t you worry,
You do what you want,
What you want.
The only truth to follow,
Is the one in our own darkness
That shines.
The seed grows in darkness
Travels the path
Towards light.
It stands tall,
Shines bright,
Gives more than it takes.
Allows freedoms of all
As a natural life
Worth living.
Some get rewarded
Filed under: 🜂 Other – reflecting on connection, relationships, and the spaces between souls.