Beginnings are endings
and endings are beginnings
on a Monday
First of the week
First of the month
on a New Year Resolution
Who is to say
When your beginning starts?
When every day
is a new day to start
or a new day to continue
You Bloom Every Day
Month: August 2022
Lost and Found
looked around
looked sideways
gazed to the heavens
envisioned down under
blindness surrounded
eyes wide open
clockwise, counter-clockwise
reflections, projections, observations
dimensions, creations, obsessions
closed my eyes
trusted the journey
looked within
there I am
I am awareness
acceptance
in our own way
each of us is
You Live Many Lives in One Life Time
We only live more than once
if you live your life well
you only need to live once
but you live many times
every time life transitions
you lose a little life
you gain a little life
you only live more than once
in many forms, if you choose wisdom
you live well, many times over
Drawing God — Source of Inspiration
I draw Your image today a mountain tomorrow the sea a flower topped by a bumble bee. How is it that some have never seen You when I see the Divine in all even that which I do not see?
Drawing God — Source of Inspiration
The Past Hold Clues
The past holds clues
Perhaps a different view
History repeats itself
and if we are willing to
silence, listen, feel, touch, see, taste, smell, submerge
we may learn, heal, feel, and emerge
Perhaps a different view
The past holds clues
Nirvana
Seasons Change, Why You Stressing?
Seasons change
spring to fall
summer to winter
nothing is temporary
Not even your struggles
learn from the trees
the wise old mothers
let the dead leaves go
and the new ones will grow
Mustard Seed Lessons
A tiny mustard seed
Blossoms into a tree
that produces life
healing, nourishing
purifying air
providing oxygen
decomposing
fertilizing
procreating
multiplying
feeding
the rain comes
the winds blow
but still, it grows
to form one tree
that came
from a tiny seed
who are you?
to limit me
who am I?
to limit myself
Walk On The Bridge
Moonlight Bridge
Wide Bridges
Low Bridges
High Bridges
Bridges Made of Brick
Bridges in Cement or Stone
Suspended in the air
Stationary Swings
Hanging from a Limb
Can I walk across or leap?
I ponder and think
I’ll never know
unless I do
so there I go
see you on the other side
The Air I Breath
Breath in
The Abundance of Life
The sexiness in my walk
The sublimity of my words
The vibration in my dance
Breath out
The non-deserved oppressions
The scorns and obsessions
The daggers in syllables
The blockages in movements
Breath In
All your cans
All you deserve
All you can manifest
All you can Believe
All you have worked for
Breath out
All “you cannot”
All you should “wait” “for”
All the “that’s not for you”
All the “how dare you?”
All the “still not good enough”
Breath in
Breath out
Breath in
Breath out
on your own
Manifest
Celebrate
Take up Space
Speak UP
Be Comfortably Uncomfortable
Repeat
Breath IN
Breath OUT
You Belong
Filter
I know what I know, but then again I may not know.
There are hearts that seek loving
there are hearts that keep hoping
there are no distant boundaries
or an organized Calvary
There are souls that seek silence
and there are souls that seek kindness
In the challenge of me
It can only be solved as we
So hearts seek a home
a place to belong
nothing is linear
The Grind 