wisdom

Happiness

Happiness once said to me,
“Walk this path and you will find paradise.”
So I rushed, I ran and I suffered,
Blind to all but the promised reward.

Until I met sadness who said to me,
“Don’t rush there, man or you will find nothing.”
Of course I accused him of being a liar,
A rain on my sunny dreaming.

So I set my mark and walked the dark tunnel,
Each step echoing with hope and fear,
Until I found my paradise,
It seemed so near.

I raised my hand to touch it,
Fingers trembling with desire,
And I found nothing but mud,
My dreams sunk in earthly mire.

Yet in that mud, a seed might grow,
Of wisdom earned, not freely given.
Perhaps true joy lies not in chasing,
But in living each moment, fully.

Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.
The Gardener’s Song

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.
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.
Luminous Wisdom

When light bursts out,
night runs away.
Light wins, erases dark,
But in shadows, memories stay.
Marks where dark lived,
Not gone, just deeper.

The bright may show
Where night’s veil once was,
Walking prints left
Before being undone.
As brighter truth shines in, open,
Less stuff is held in this world’s traps.

You control the switch
That lets light’s grace shine,
When dark creeps back
With its hidden fears,
Only a watchful soul can guard
The small sun that’s near.

Night hides not just
What we can’t see,
But covers the self in shadow,
Doubting what’s real.
Turn light inside to
Light up dark rooms,
Clearing the dust that blinded
With its gloom.

Always changing like sun and moon
Are the lights and shades.
What brightness showed
Must sometimes in night fade,
As new dawns of light
Break through with their rays,
From night’s deep paths,
Heaven’s secret ways.

Look too long at suns
And blind your eyes.
Through dark you might find
The balance that brings clear sight.
Not just chasing any light,
But watching where its power lies,
Lest it burns to dead ends,
Its force drained and dry.

In cycles of shadow and shine,
We walk our souls’ ground,
Each light a step
On wisdom’s twisting road.
Hold both light and dark,
For in their dance we grow,
Opening old truths
In the rise and fall.

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

I am rich.
Wisdom is the oxygen in my heart,
Love is the light my mind.

I am rich.
In words that carry meaning,
In actions that are energy of kindness.

I am rich.
Each day unfolds new lessons,
I grow, I change, I become.

I am rich.
Recognition feeds my faith,
Wisdom shines in my grace.

I am rich.
Life flows in me
Like a river
Through my veins.

I am rich.
In breathing moments
Of now and of eternal.

I am rich.
Not in gold or silver,
But in being.

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

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.
Bag Of Choices

Why do we esteem ourselves too much merit?
Why do we relieve ourselves of our beneficial deeds?
Why do we ignore the scale of our wisdom practice?

Why do we exaggerate and understate?
Does why matter?

Why spend time finding and placing blame?
Why spend time crafting reasons and excuses?
Why spend time convincing a pack of a root cause?

Your bag of choices,
Leave not at wound scene.
Bouncing from one extreme
To the opposite of what’s seen.

You are wise, you have understanding,
And tools of knowledge you mastered.

The energy and frequency is you.
Walk as you wish, your own created path.
At vibrations of your choice.

Go ahead, the road is open.
Yours it is, no one walked it before.
Live life as you choose.

Do no harm, and attend to.

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