This duty of Doing
Even if I did not move a finger today - this day
My entire self travelled in immense speed to reach out wherever it wanted
My muses told me to invite you over
Whenever you are done - moving your fingers
I am a respirating being!
I have feelings for various creatures!
I am sensitive!
I am emotional!
I act on things consciously and unconsciously at times!
I regret things I should not!
I put people's feelings, their interests,their preferences and etc. before mine because I feel it's important!
It's important to make other's happy!
Because in this long run of life all you have is support and love from the people near and dear to you!
You may get hurt or may kill your interests and opinions for the sake of others,but there is always a limit to it!
There arises a need to understand that all you have done is enough and it's time for you to stop!
Stop killing yourself because obviously limits are limited.
And these limitations not only bind you to confirm to particular laid down universal norms but in turn helps you realise your worth ,your opinion and your interests!
It's fine to put others before you but it is not acceptable to kill yourself for it!
Stand for yourself!
Get your opinions and your wants straight and put your points in front of people you think you should!
Because at the end, you are all you have!
There are more things
That are not things
Than there are things
That are things.
Potential is a powerful,
To tap into the
Unachieved, departed -
And introduce it to
What it means to Be -
Makes every artist
Without the great alchemists -
The artists, the dreamers,
Visionaries, poets, musicians -
Those who enter into
Like a library -
We would only ever have
What has already came to be.
Like a technical computer reality.
Art brings us closer
To the cusp of Life.
Mother Earth is the greatest artist
I've ever known.
Being Human means
Being an artist.
Our Mother may soon
For coloring all over the walls.
Making an artist takes time.
In the Universe,
There's plenty of that.
Your languid eyes are shaped like an almond,
Your complexion is like the moon so pale,
Who could not to my figure be likened,
Who's between people and people a veil.
And your speech is in a different tongue,
Veiling the layers of our deep voices,
Making us deaf to hear our true song,
Freezing us in our ignorant choices.
But don't you smell, hear, feel and see like me?
Don't you become saddened and cry like me?
Don't you strive to become happy like me?
Don't you become tired and sigh like me?
No matter which label, black, white, Asian;
We all emerge from the same Origin.
You took my sails and filled them with the air of your words,
Guided them through my darkness with the light in your eyes,
And gave my journey momentum with the current of your voice.
The course traversing through entire ocean-filled universes.
An ode to Cosmology,
where does the universe get its energy?
.Billions of humans with their synergy,
.Does this ode belong in a trilogy?
Let's play our love infinitely,
Give our eternal love a serve,
The big bang at the end of the Universe,
Now we collapse into entropy,
Stardust clusters in cosmology,
Universal loving energy!
It was while in the expanse of the wide wilderness
lost among the thick brush and leaf laden trees
that I went in search of myself and my soul--
I stood rigid with fright when I realized
that I had no idea where to go--
surrounded by green and golden hues
of tiny shafts of sunlight filtering through
and everywhere I looked--
there was no sign of anyone, not even you.
I fought back the panic,
stifled the anxiety ridden screams
that bottlenecked inside my throat--
I fell to my knees in prayer
asking the universe/my god/my angels
to help me out of there.
True--I'd sought out the wilderness
aching for solitude and peace of mind and heart,
but never dreamed I'd become so engrossed
that I'd lose sight of any part
of the world I'd left behind--
as I knelt there on the soft, green, leaf covered ground
and asked with heartfelt emotion
to "please just turn my life around--
help me to find my way again--
help me to know which way to go
please, dear Universe, dear angels and god
I need to somehow find my soul
and grasp hold of the love and joy that I once held so close
and shared with so many who I love dear and true"--
Yes, I asked with ardency and truth
for them to help me to once again
find my way back to you...
I suddenly saw the most brilliant light
shining directly down on me
and I heard the most alluring sound
beckoning, calling for me to come and see--
I followed the light and that delightful tone
that led me back to the edge of the wild
and as I walked mesmerized, I heard a voice,
"Go forth and live life joyfully, my child"
And there in the midst of my illusionary mind
the gifts of my heart, my soul, my joy
came rushing with an ethereal force right back into me
and everywhere I looked I gazed upon
the beauty of life so rich and true
and then I knew beyond any doubt;
My search for myself, my soul had tuned out successfully
and helped to lead me back to you.
©Pamela Rae 08.10.2016
like you love me
when my face
for half a millisecond
I hear thick
darkest curses tossed
at my name
these lovely ears of mine
these beautiful sound nets
your dark melodies
just fine thank you
like you love me
Copyright James W 2016
Understanding planetary crisis
view with evolutionary eyes memory of 14 billion years behold
struggle to evolve
from this vantage point
either side of the coin
of current situation breakdown
environmental personal social now
evolutionary drivers pushing across
towards a new galactic humanity most
crisis's occurring are needed
bringing awakening of species heeded
responding to these crisis's
a new focus arises
from compassion and creativity
taking a quantum jump collectively
capable of conscious evolution
co-creating with nature in union
planetary management social transformation
although a dangerous time
entering nature leading to
a universal humanity true
far transcending our current world
more responsible foretold
managing complex ecological system
pro-creation to co-creation rhythm
all members of a planetary body
multidimensional rebirth not oddly