Tag Archives: Human

Gardens

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I sit in the gardens,

The smell of soil

Filling my veins.

Distant sounds of traffic and

Humans

Disappear

As the hummingbird does his thing before Me,

Flitting

And flapping.

Cicadas and dragonflies.

This music cradles me as I sway to the rhythm;

Become the rhythm.

Vitality and rejuvenation joining

In my heart and mind.

I am so far away,

So very close.

Everywhere yet nowhere,

Dancing energy intertwining.

Merging and surging.

A decadent,

Ceaseless heartbeat melody

Of stillness abounds and sways.

Reborn.

Reading

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Read a poem.

Read it again

And again.

Leave it be

And return.

Keep reading,

Immersing yourself in each verse.

Pondering.

A sequence of thoughts pulling

You into

A

Myriad of emotions.

Seeing something more.

Feeling something more.

Every time you come back to the words

They seem to have grown

In depth and width.

Unending rhythms creating a

Cosmic beat within your heart

And mind.

Expanding creation,

Human metamorphosis.

Wake up.

Side lines

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There are those souls in life who return to the sidelines.
They are the ones we turn to
For
Encouragement.
The souls who do not relish the spotlight.
Not glory.
Those who cheer us on,
Stay steady and strong.
Who doctor our wounds
And share words of wisdom.
Patting us on the backs as they send us back out there
Having faith in our capabilities we cannot see ourselves.
We forget sometimes they themselves
Are human.