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My Shirt

I wear my shirt and carry on.
As I do what I do,
I cease to remember
The sensation.

Fabric fades from thought,
Color dims in memory’s eye.
If my life were day and night,
My shirt, the love nearby.

Life bends and unfurls grace .
Where this core of feeling holds, the eyes fall .
It is a moment of curve and dip .
Further than the veil I see.

I see beyond evil,
And I know myself again
Through my shirt,
My love revealed anew
As awareness raises a flag

I see my shirt,
I feel my love,
In this bow of recognition,
Below, above.

Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.
Color the Magic

The sky above
Griffith Park is
Black and white,
A canvas primed.

Ancient light,
Millions of years old,
Dances gracefully
On a black surface
Of the universe.
Painting the seasons
With cosmic hues.

Stars holding hands,
Singing so brightly.
I climb the hill,
Bathed in the glow
Of the moon’s gentle smile.

And I watch the trees
Breathe. Inhale,
Exhale.

Leaves chatting
Each other up.
Colorful threads,
Connect the leaves,
To the sky’s light.

Connect the leaves,
To the forest,
And all of its life.
Connect the leaves
To me.

A surrender
In wonder.

Colorful threads,
Love.

Revealed.

In every breath,
In every beam.

Filed under: 🜃 Infinite – exploring the unseen forces behind creation, truth, and existence.
Perspectives & Mirrors

Your mind’s beauty is shown
Throughout the world like
The canvas which has been
Influenced by perception’s hues of color.
The world just mirrors beauty of mind.

The design is so complicated and perfect
In its detail that the only thing wrong about it
Is our vision –
All full of prejudice scribing concepts
That criticize creation’s masterpiece,
That state what is good and evil.
People do not ever see their evil;
We claim to fight it and invoke demons.
This is a holy place for evildoers.

Would we not have different perceptions
If we could make this world a better place,
Marked everywhere in light of day?
Ignoring the narrative
That remains largely unheard,
Of kindness by deed
That does not involve any sound or sign.

When volunteers give their time
To gentle creatures,
With a loving hand they rear otters.
And parents working day
And night without rest in this unfriendly world
To raise up their kids well.

Healers give away their skills,
Others give to feed the starving.
Isn’t it what we refer to as goodness?
The stories that deserve to be appreciated.

It’s high time that we balanced tales:
One part illumination, one part obscurity.
For a word that describes both the internal and external beauty
Within and around us, it should be “love”.

The beauty that we see in this world of wonder
And woe
Defines who we are as individuals.
Let us now narrate
The comprehensive story
According to which all shine
As distinct brilliant stars.

Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.
Cosmic Principles

Free will awakens,
Love embraces all.
Light illuminates,
Service calls.

Self-service empowers,
Polarization balances.
Unity connects,
Confusion challenges.

Responsibility weighs,
Catalyst ignites.
Healing restores,
Balance aligns.

Ancient wisdom whispers,
Modern minds listen.
Quantum threads paint,
Consciousness glistens.

Principles sing,
In cosmic flow.
Ever-changing,
Yet ever-know.

Hold on to these truths,
As realities shift.
In their essence,
Find your gift.

Filed under: 🜃 Infinite – exploring the unseen forces behind creation, truth, and existence.
The Heart’s Arithmetic

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

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.
An Invite

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.
What Is Peace?

Peace is love in silence.

Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.
Love And Truth

Love reveals the truth

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Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.