It was not dying to the life, sleep, so one can be reborn in the morn’. As we inhale, aspire, we exhale, inspire, the breath of life is spiritual. So too, to awake is as a promise we made before we were born,
to be life. It is, this new day is given to be anew. Awakened newly to the world, which has also evolved in it’s newness. It's for us to find and be what it is to be this new day.
Is Life?
Living isn't, envelopes us, for humanity's extinction, racing towards us from our future, seen on the horizon, as ordered, is more so instead.
Life's not just what's unseen, also where, how, who, when and sometimes why not seen too (but never Y2K),
one's heart path, as life, relation, like soness, is evident and truth outs.
what is grace?
Not just what, where, when, who, how and why is grace too, (but never Y2K,) always asked on our heart paths, yet, never definitively answered.
Like the first snow on the morn' of Christmas, the most moving and brilliant time of the year. Every snowflake a crystalline one of a kind work of art that shines.
For grace can't be sought, it seeks you. While our light's adding to the well of light, our every step's in grace, we,
humbly giving the gifts, blessings bestowed, leave no (carbon) footprints that followed none, which echo on, in all ways, always, if ....
Wishing On A Star For You To Follow Who You Are
As a snowflake, a crystalline, one of a kind, masterpiece of art, you, illimitable in potential, indivisible as life, awakening to each day new and anew, may be blessed with all the Cosmos has offered you.
And while you're walking in Nature's balance, giving back to it's abundance, may you find yourself evolving and not recede from the you to be, reality. For awakening as one, to that fresh day, may you be blessed with being all that you can, And ever imagined you could be, everyday.
(Thanx to the great song's title for my above poem's title; 'Wishing On A Star To Find Out Where You Are')
Golden Silence Taken All The Way To The Bank?
Exigency replacing humanity, Merchants, only for more Through to mercs for unending Unneccessary war.
C'est tres facile pour la machine, Addictive personality disorder Replacing humaneness being, C'est la unvie, no?
"Live Now As We Think Human Beings Should Live", Zinn, Sartre, Rolling Over In His Grave Says, 'Duh'
Exigency replacing humanity, merchants, only for more through to mercs for unending unneccessary war. C'est tres facile pour la machine, addictive personality disorder replacing human being, c'est la unvie, no?
Oligarchic vacuum-up being almost always on only leaves a trickle down, only, when it's accidentally turned off. So the interlocking, laced economic systems base, scarcity, that they think they've replaced nature's abundance with, details violence in all hues of all colors of the rainbow, not just choosing to not know.
An addiction, like any other, that can be treated just so. When one weeds the garden within, turns the inside out, a ray of Thee's Light without, And within, it doubling, doubles again outside, Bliss begins, peace on wing sings, Soulshine shared on and on, evolves life, echoing.
Unparalled, words cannot express our gratitude, not even theirs below:
Wayne Powell, 'Great Love ~ Aloha Nui', featuring Patti Miller :)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gl3ZHuHruIk
Blessings and miracles be .... Thanx for all you do. Have a good day :) reality
Happy HanKwanMas to All. These twigs of poetree for All to share endlessly :)
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Awakening
It was not dying to the life, sleep,
so one can be reborn in the morn’.
As we inhale, aspire, we exhale, inspire,
the breath of life is spiritual.
So too, to awake is as a promise
we made before we were born,
to be life. It is, this new day
is given to be anew.
Awakened newly to the world,
which has also evolved in it’s newness.
It's for us to find and be what it is
to be this new day.
Is Life?
Living isn't, envelopes us,
for humanity's extinction, racing towards us
from our future, seen on the horizon,
as ordered, is more so instead.
Life's not just what's unseen,
also where, how, who, when
and sometimes why not seen too
(but never Y2K),
one's heart path,
as life, relation,
like soness, is evident
and truth outs.
what is grace?
Not just what, where, when, who,
how and why is grace too,
(but never Y2K,) always asked
on our heart paths, yet,
never definitively answered.
Like the first snow on the morn'
of Christmas, the most moving
and brilliant time of the year.
Every snowflake a crystalline
one of a kind work of art that shines.
For grace can't be sought,
it seeks you.
While our light's adding
to the well of light,
our every step's in grace, we,
humbly giving the gifts, blessings
bestowed, leave no (carbon) footprints
that followed none, which echo on,
in all ways, always,
if ....
Wishing On A Star For You To Follow Who You Are
As a snowflake, a crystalline,
one of a kind, masterpiece of art,
you, illimitable in potential,
indivisible as life, awakening
to each day new and anew,
may be blessed with all
the Cosmos has offered you.
And while you're walking in Nature's balance,
giving back to it's abundance,
may you find yourself evolving
and not recede from the you to be, reality.
For awakening as one, to that fresh day,
may you be blessed with being all that you can,
And ever imagined you could be, everyday.
(Thanx to the great song's title for my above poem's title;
'Wishing On A Star To Find Out Where You Are')
Golden Silence Taken All The Way To The Bank?
Exigency replacing humanity,
Merchants, only for more
Through to mercs for unending
Unneccessary war.
C'est tres facile pour la machine,
Addictive personality disorder
Replacing humaneness being,
C'est la unvie, no?
"Live Now As We Think Human Beings Should Live", Zinn, Sartre, Rolling Over In His Grave Says, 'Duh'
Exigency replacing humanity,
merchants, only for more
through to mercs for unending
unneccessary war.
C'est tres facile pour la machine,
addictive personality disorder
replacing human being,
c'est la unvie, no?
Oligarchic vacuum-up being almost
always on only leaves a trickle down,
only, when it's accidentally turned off.
So the interlocking, laced economic
systems base, scarcity, that they think
they've replaced nature's abundance with,
details violence in all hues of all colors
of the rainbow, not just choosing to not know.
An addiction, like any other,
that can be treated just so.
When one weeds the garden within,
turns the inside out, a ray of Thee's Light
without, And within, it doubling,
doubles again outside, Bliss begins,
peace on wing sings, Soulshine
shared on and on, evolves life, echoing.
Unparalled, words cannot express our gratitude, not even theirs below:
Wayne Powell, 'Great Love ~ Aloha Nui', featuring Patti Miller :)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gl3ZHuHruIk
Blessings and miracles be .... Thanx for all you do. Have a good day :) reality