“Drink your tea slowly and reverently, as if it is the axis on which the world earth revolves – slowly, evenly, without rushing toward the future.”
― Thich Nhat Hanh
Can words heal,
do they reveal light,
have you glimpsed infinity on sleepless nights?
Will you promise to go out
and watch the stars,
and quietly appreciate how breathtaking you are?
Will you spend your days
worshiping the sun,
smelling fragrant flowers, till each day is done?
Do you promise to believe that you belong
to a benevolent universe
and join the throng
conveyers of light!
and sing with them “I will feel all right”…
Will, you promise to relish your tea each day,
drink in the sights
go to cabarets?…
and know that deep within your soul
you’re not alone
and be consoled
by celestial beings
that guide your way,
bring back the radiance that has turned to gray!….
In contrasts of light and dark
I found your heart ♡
and I wore it on my sleeve
In that instant, I believed…
that love is everywhere
In my breath
and in my prayers…
“We must live together as brothers or perish together as fools.”
mercurial skies smudged
and thundering tones…disturbed entities strike a terrible blow…
heartless form spews
failing to incarnate love,
“In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived, and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you.”
― Gautama Buddha
As we gaze deeply into the hollow of spacious hearts
and quaff the nectar
Awakened at the center of love
being wholly steeped
We are safely
in the essence of
immersed in the gentle flow
partakers of the present moment
more than our physical bodies…
“You have to keep breaking your heart until it opens.”― Rumi
I was forced on lands where dreams die
barren fields and desolate skies
and all I did was just survive
afraid to hope on desecrated earth
I questioned life
I questioned birth.
My life became a cautionary tale
when hazardous winds
of fate prevailed.
Closed within instinctual dread
I lived my fears
laid down my head
too afraid even to breathe
into grief I was bequeathed.
With wounds too deep to contain
I wasted away on grim terrain
and prayed for deliverance
prayed for death
could mercy renew my inner strength?
On sterile floors where captives weep,
I prayed the Lord my soul to keep
In hallowed corridors
pain is real
and little by little
I began to heal…
My sorry form had lost its spark
and all I knew
was constantly dark
I crept into quiescent state
where deathly shadows accentuate.
But in the light of diminished faith
I know that grace
the joy of divergent dreams
where hope that’s lost
will be redeemed…
“We were sent into the world alive with beauty. As soon as we choose Beauty, unseen forces conspire to guide and encourage us towards unexpected forms of compassion, healing and creativity.”
I pray each day my heart expands,
that I am able to withstand
this graveyard of broken dreams.
Where eulogies of what it means…..
to come to terms with destiny,
and all that’s been given to me….
To feel the emotion of the Earth,
be reminded of invisible mirth,
where butterflies hold memories,
Created for a sacred promise,
guiding lights will bring me solace.
…..and in the eyes of endearing birds
I’ve begun to glimpse mystical worlds….