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It's a great gift:
understanding
how to be passive
Don't say
  someone is happier
  than you are-
  you don't really know
  he might have misery
  by far!
I see a bluest sky soo blue.
Immaculate whitest clouds, they move.
Greenest trees dancing
on tune of singing wind.
While bright flowers gently waving,
Happiness is fulfilling me.
Cause I know my Creator lives,
watching over me.
And… I am falling.
Falling deeply in love with life.
Yes, it’s spring

Shell ✨🐚
Sometimes you just are happy to be alive.
 Apr 12 Jīn Sīyǎ
meka
I'm sorry, mum
That you went through all that pain
To bring me into life
For me to just waste away
And wish I wasn't alive
 Apr 11 Jīn Sīyǎ
Rai
Notice
 Apr 11 Jīn Sīyǎ
Rai
I disappeared from view
You didn’t call
I’m not sure you even noticed
You didn’t mention my name or seek me out
Silence holds the air like a cold night which belongs to no man
I lay down to rest
Invisible
Maybe tomorrow when I look in the mirror I won’t even recognise my reflection…
 Apr 11 Jīn Sīyǎ
Maria
I met the Soul,
And she was empty.
She was exhausted, unattached.
She wandered charily,
Taking the back streets,
Not to be noticed.
She was unsaved.

Was she abused?
Was she just given up?
She walked so poor, not oneself.
"Why are you suffering?" -
I asked her heedfully.
And lo I realized:
It's my Soul herself.
Thank you for reading this poem!💖
Tears-- they speak
what words cannot
their message fails
in being uttered

they are of their own
an unfathomable language
incomprehensible to the sufferer
the depth of their pain nothing can assuage
In silence
we find
our real self
and authenticity--
life's very essentiality
Time doesn't exist
if we don't heed it
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