A dis-ease of classification

Category of categories,

And each morning tiny flowers
Open their heads
To sample the breeze

Writing
The Gift
Is it Divine?
Are we Inclined?
To Polish,
To perfect
To search and to craft
To listen.
In places some ignore
Unwilling to understand
The imperfect and perfect
Way to say it
Clearly
Delicately
Respectively
Loudly
Proudly
Sharing it with readers and writers
Looking for other ways to go
This is good for now
Stay tuned
Stay tuned
As I share my friends with you
They never let me down and neither will any of you

C@rainbowchaser2024

Give me the empty box
Then we can start somewhere

Star-shine runs through each molecule
engaged in ancient transformation-

a dance to cosmic music
eternally aligned in voice

- a song united to the ALL in ALL
Power of Love.

love is its own reward
it needs no other

from invisible comes the visible
but not all the invisible is seen
where all that is, came from nothing.