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Morning Clarity
Sun rising
Behind mountain peaks
I dream myself
Waking into dawn
Into light
Behind mountain peaks
I dream myself
Waking into dawn
Into light
Light comes
Driving air
Down the valley
Clearing atmosphere
Of smoke and mist
Ohm, I sing
Into heart
Into center
Into spirit
Going Light
My power drained
The darkness came
And in this isolated
Night of the soul
I must seek the light
Within
The darkness came
And in this isolated
Night of the soul
I must seek the light
Within
Tides
I am a creature
Of my own thoughts
Of my own will
Of my own choice
Of my own thoughts
Of my own will
Of my own choice
Or so I think
Reminded by
The tides of seas
The tides of light
As moon circles I
As I circle sun
Not choice
Nor fate
All that is
Circles round
In ebb and flood
Mental Sunglasses
I put on my mental sunglasses
Close my eyes
Quiet my mind
To see deeply into the light
Try to understand the nature of its source
Beneath the brilliance of illumination
Close my eyes
Quiet my mind
To see deeply into the light
Try to understand the nature of its source
Beneath the brilliance of illumination
Channel ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #59
Sometimes
The circumstances of existence
Confine my course
Constrict my flow
I become turbulent
Tear at the channel
Jump its banks
Flood, destructively
Without direction
The circumstances of existence
Confine my course
Constrict my flow
I become turbulent
Tear at the channel
Jump its banks
Flood, destructively
Without direction
From the Earth
In the darkness
I plant my feet
Firmly on the ground
Breathe the light
Up from the Earth
Connected to the source
I plant my feet
Firmly on the ground
Breathe the light
Up from the Earth
Connected to the source
Tranquility ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #57
I find tranquility
In the simplest things
In the simplest things
Nature’s harmony
Of shade and tone and texture
The way the gull finds the air
Which lifts him into the sky
The foamy leading edge
Of the wave lapping at my feet
Soft light through a rain-spattered window
With a good book and a cozy couch
The Stone in the Lake
Oh I
Who felt the contractions
Of a world in birth
I carry the experience of aeons
The history of Earth
Who felt the contractions
Of a world in birth
I carry the experience of aeons
The history of Earth
A solid from liquid
Carved and shattered
Cracks refilled by molten rock
Uplifted and fractured
Sundered and separated
Tumbled and rolled
Now here
Settled gently
On the shore
Of a still lake
On a quiet dawn
To marvel at the fleeting existence
Of the things that live
Even the tree
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