Philosophical Poetry

The Soul's Canvas

transformation

  • Let There Be Light

    Let There Be Light

    Light comes in,
    And shadows go away,
    Not vanquished,
    But veiled.

    As with concealed memories
    Waiting out there at the edge
    Of consciousness.
    Darkness makes its spooky mark,
    A palimpsest on the fabric of space.

    Yet light could obliterate,
    However,
    The trace remains,
    A black relief.

    As brightness increases,
    Shadows disappear.
    Our form appears to rise, unraveled.
    The more luminous we become,
    The lighter we weigh,
    Through light’s caress matter ends.

    In this equilibrium
    Between seen and unseen,
    Light wipes off what is hidden beneath it.
    But then,
    There is a trick you can do with your fingers:
    Press it.

    Make it brighter
    Or darker, that’s up to you
    The decision is yours
    But it’s something that’s not often known.
    In warm bright or cold dark contact
    Your core discovers how to go down or stay up.

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

  • The Magic Alchemy of What’s to Come

    The Magic Alchemy of What’s to Come

    In now’s fertile ground,
    We’re sowing the seeds of tomorrow’s delight.
    Gratitude, a bright bow,
    Bends over an alloyed time.
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    We pray for blessings not yet come,
    And with our hearts on fire we say thanks.
    Abundance is invited to occupy this moment

    A gracious act before its due day
    Painting vivid futures there and then.
    With grateful thoughts,
    We pave the path.

    Affirmations by morning light,
    Thankful for what will be preserved later on.
    Celebratory penning in our notebooks
    For unseen harvests yet borne.

    Visualize
    With grateful heart,
    The joys that lie ahead.

    Doubt will dissolve away into thanksgiving,
    While trust takes center stage.

    The universe’s wisdom
    Responds to grateful song.
    From present thanks
    To futures blessings.

    Thank before receiving,
    The gifts not yet in hand.
    In this magic act,
    We transform metal to gold.

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

  • The Spellbinding Sway of Belief

    The Spellbinding Sway of Belief

    Belief lives in
    The hearts and minds,
    Where it casts its spell.

    Its roots grow unseen,
    And are fed by hopes and dreams.

    Belief bends the world,
    And makes the strong bow,
    With a soft shepherd’s call.

    Unseen yet deeply felt,
    Belief is a force
    That shapes and molds.

    It can sway souls.
    It can bend wills,
    And lead each to their spot.

    In giving in or standing strong,
    Belief leaves its diacritic.

    It echoes through time,
    Quiet and loud.

    Belief is a silent power,
    Both simple and deep.

    Filed under: 🜂 Other – reflecting on connection, relationships, and the spaces between souls.

  • An Invite

    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.