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Oct 2020 · 373
The Spiral Path
Alena Simonian Oct 2020
Allowing the story to be told
Along the spiral path of time
Deeper and deeper along the blooms of the rose
You keep unfolding
Coming home to yourself
the dance beckons you further
asking for your honesty, vulnerability, humility
Be brave, take the first step, journey to the bridge between the finite and infinite
to the dark fertile void of possibilities into the light of their existence
An embodiment of creation
Feeling more alive within every fold of emotion, every texture, every taste on the spectrum, every sound imaginable, smells like a field of wildflowers tickling your senses simultaneously encompassing their juxtaposition
whole and complete unto themselves
No labels
What it means to be human
To feel so deeply yet be prone to numbness
To be exposed to the elements yet have a compass to find your way back to the beating anchor that guides you
The infinite love that animates you
Allowing the story to unfold
Not always doing what you're told
Not knowing what that even is then welcoming clarity like the brightest sunrise after the darkest hour
Sometimes lost then found anew
Learning how to tell the difference between resonance and dissonance
And the balance that helps it all make sense
Using a little of each, sparingly, carefully, distilling beauty from the crazy cacophony
So many paths leading to the same destination yet only one rings true at a time
Surrendering to the wisdom
Innate, embodied
the dance goes on to a different tune
Are you willing to explore?
Do you have a hunger for more?
What drives this desire?
An unexplainable longing to be among the possibilities
A chance, an attempt, a try
Unprecedented perhaps that's why
Co-creating something new
A different perspective
A fresh point of view
Journeying within to see that you are a cosmic reflection of all that is wanting to know itself as your life, reflected back as me
Reflections in a lake
We are all mirrors for each other
Beauty unbounded
Words are limited in describing this
You merely scratch the surface of your experience
Yet they propel you like guides to the unseen realms
To see without eyes
To hear without ears
Following the music of your soul
Answer the call
Here and Now
What will you discover?
Sep 2020 · 72
Amen
Alena Simonian Sep 2020
Awake anew my friend
My prayers to you I send
God’s will you cannot bend
My hand to you I lend
Don’t you comprehend?
There is no way to end
This you can’t pretend
So much there is to see
Please join in dance with me
Our spirits fill with glee
As we open to the sea
Of many a possibility
Our feet become the roots of our friendship tree
All irreplaceable things in life are free
I know you cannot lie
Your heart won’t let you try
Great spirits never die
It’s okay to cry
Cascading tears for you I dry
Someone’s love you cannot buy
Exhale this truth with a hearty sigh
Did my words register this time?
So much can be achieved with a rhyme
Delicious bushels of rosemary, sage, lavender and thyme
Filling our senses with beauty not grime
When your life is near it’s prime
Your soul comes in to chime
Life’s journey is about the climb
Jun 2015 · 517
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Alena Simonian Jun 2015
I just liked you, you fancied me,
intriguing how things come to be
this is a journey like no other
some things are just not meant to be physically seen
sometimes the most tangible things are only felt
but Ah what a feeling that feeling is
guide me kind soul
take me beyond my own limitations
show me what my eyes alone cannot see
oh the riches you'll find when you sit and explore the deep mine
such treasures are of another plane
so this is what it means to be awake

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