Still & Silent

when turbulent times
made her decadent
she would adopt
stretches of silence
flying low
to the depths
of her soul
to listen to
the waves
surging within
light as a feather
not deafening
the quiet
yet stoic
in her stillness
she would see the she
that wasn't the she
she should have been

in the tranquility
of the still and silent
she would find herself again
each time. every time.

Child of destiny

an expression of love
filled with mirth
a seed of human
birthed on earth
an epitome of beauty
chaste, rare
a paragon of history
mystical faire
an alchemic artistry
of the almighty
a true child of destiny
was she

Rantings of my mind...

for years, I let
the weight of other people's
expectations wear me down
almost everything I did
refracted through judgements
which were not mine
much as I would like to deny
it afflicted my heart and mind

PAUSE

it took me long to learn
to burn the bridges
not meant for me
and, love the footprints of my feet
walking away into a newfound
rainbow of credence and ecstasy

Time is all we have and don’t.

Time is all we have and don’t
it is something we can never own.

the little moments that give us joy
we keep thinking will always be there
but once lost, they are gone
never again to be found

spend a second more, spend an extra minute
appreciating all that you never did
spend an hour more, spend an extra day
living your wildest dreams in your way

for time is all we have and don’t
it keeps slipping away, we can never own.

The Calling!

where there is zenith
there is also the nadir
where there is sunshine
there is also the sunset
where there is happiness
there is also the sorrow
such are the vagaries of life

whether it is
yin or yang
you have to
accept it, and
face it

whether you
put on a mask, or
deal with it as-is
the choice is yours

stop not
move on
yielding
unbridled
without any restraints
for it is only in the journey
that the calling will be found

Move.

nothing is more painful
than being stuck
where you don't belong

when you realize this factuality
do not be the only obstacle
standing in your own way

Move. 

Always.

we often fixate
wanting and desiring
what is not
instead of appreciating
what is
the present is beautiful
perfect the way it should be
the little things
the little moments
they aren't little
they have been
meaningfully birthed
live them fully

unseen, yet there
lies our destiny bare
devoid of any control
in an inherent order
incredulous as it may seem
embrace it effortlessly
for what is meant to be
will always find its way

Always.