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The birds raise a cacophony for food
hovering over the river of summer home
washing off flakes of winter memory
in the duck-warm joy of another renewal
bobbing up and down with the waves
like I hold her in my dancing visions
gazing waywardly her way
gauging if somewhere in the ether
hers meets mine
guessing when they do
sparks of fire
will burn the logs
keeping another winter at bay.
On a vessel on the river with her, in the company of migratory birds, March 20, 2017, 5pm.
 May 2017
SøułSurvivør
~~<○>~~

*heavy lidded clouds
close over sunset's horizon

the sun winked
SøułSurvivør
(C) 5/23/2017

American haiku
Is that an oxymoron?
 May 2017
Star BG
Inside heart, I find a set of pearls.
A strand of carefully formed beads.

Each one carries
unconditional love to others.
They contain riches
in knowing the divine self.

Every bead holds the truths of being
a precious one on earth.
They contain wisdom
and illuminate divinely.

Inside my heart are the answers,
as I wear my sacred necklace.
You can’t see it with human eyes,
nor touch it with hands.

It’s shining like sun at all times
to bring peace.
It’s connected with a golden thread
of love that attaches all to one.

Don’t cast your pears to those
who can’t see and don’t understand.
Just look within and grasp your pears
for harmony and bliss
on this, a sacred journey.

StarBG © 2017
We carry a strand of grand pearls and once we know it the whole world changes.
 May 2017
Shruti Gauba
Gather all your agony,
and whisper it to the sun,
so you know that a bitter life
is just a forged illusion,
for you still have roads to take,
you still have time to shine,
and the spirits you think you lack,
have been woven in your spine.
Say goodbye to your sanity
and be carefree for a while,
give a chance to all your wildness
so it can also smile.
Then pair it with adventure,
when you're about to revive,
then stir in some more wonder
and once again, you'll be alive.
a little piece to cheer you up!
 May 2017
wordvango
yet
through the paths of small animals
the clearings  the foxes and the deer use
she walks with her ivory harp
at times plays a flute
and closes the distances between the wild
animals
and the forests limbs
the undergrowth
her bed for a life
dedicated to
nature
she is a resolve
purity and truth
and no man has
touched her soul
yet
even that. the relationship between to two or more

becomes more difficult when one flies solo. depends

what that word means.



i felt a connection with someone next to me when they

laughed at the performance. we came separately. we

never spoke.



is that
symbiosis
ˌsɪmbɪˈəʊsɪs,ˌsɪmbʌɪˈəʊsɪs/.
the benefit?
sbm.
 May 2017
Star BG
Oh to go fishing in the heart.
To feel the gentle breeze of breath as it expands lungs.

Oh to go drifting in the heart.
To feel its energies caress as it plays inside grand song.

Oh to go dancing in the heart.
To feel the power flowing to expand my graceful steps.

Oh how grand it is to go spiraling, swirling, gyrating into heart.
The place where wisdom and safety lives.

StarBG © 2017
it truly is a gift to look at all things with gratitude and allow the divine spirit to flow within. There is where we find a paradise of expressions and freedom.
To live in heart and move gracefully with its beat.... that is where I choose to live, even when darkness comes for I know the dark is temporary, as my essence is light.
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