...and so the earth released itself from the hand of 'man' but not before it chanted through the portal of its mountain..."I gave you of myself, all that I am, and you corrupted the 'Nature' of my being, so now I say to you...be gone and let my new friends who will cherish me, care for me and rest upon my verdant pasture and azure canvas above"
Sunday, April 6, 2025
~Humankind Lost~
I lay my head upon a pillow and
close mine eyes to rest,
and try to escape the ravages of angst and pangs the
days’ slings of arrows have
wrought upon my heart.
I feel the trickling of tears slowly running down the temples
of my face because of the sadness and fear wrought, not
just upon me, but upon U.S.A. ‘personhood’ and all ‘humankind’
Saturday, March 15, 2025
~light will come~
The moon, last night, mimicked the daylight star we call, the sun
it showed its beams of light more grand and brighter
than the many nights before
it was telling us, that even when our eyes are closed
in darkness by angst of fear,
light will become larger and brighter replacing the
darkness of yore
Thursday, February 20, 2025
~twelve a.m.~
When the morning’s curtains open and the sunrays grasp the earth,
~being in the present~
~Hours and days go by so quickly now; being aware of the acceleration of moment to moment allows me to also be most attuned to the present, the awareness of observing the totality of my being present in this space and not just looking as being distinctly separate from all that surrounds me
Sunday, January 19, 2025
when the spirit ceases to dance
death does not usurp 'Life', when eyes close indefinitely or the moment
when breath no longer resides within, but when the spirit ceases to dance
in the key of life, thus, this is the tragedy that doth avail the human spirit~
Tuesday, January 14, 2025
~Be Kind~
Mine eyes opened this morn with elation, being
comforted by the Cardinal’s mellifluous song and the
Blue-Jay’s caws, who stick around even in the cold of
winter, and with the white of snow covering branches
of conifers, maples and oaks, they ornament Winter’s
canvas with the radiance of crimson and blue~
My heart flutters with joy when awaken to this, for it is
a gift of one more day upon this floating verdant and
azure mundane abode, where my body is fortunate to
reside upon with the wealth of many years’ longevity,
sheltering the life of my soul, allowing my spirit to
dance, as a partner, to life’s verve~
Yet, beyond this gift of beauty, what I am heartened
and most grateful, is to being witness to life itself and
sharing the love of hearts, for having been given to me
whilst I have been capable of reciprocating, whether
in the sunlight and or moonbeams of a gentle Spring, but
more so when needed, in the travails of Life~
~be kind, give, Love, from this day on~