#interconnected - Hello Poetry

beacons lit on every hill lighting up every garden

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Apr 3

Apr 3, 2026 at 10:03 AM UTC

nivek

rumour

beacons lit on every hill lighting up every garden

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Sober somber joy sonorous and free Silver and silkenly sung whispers of the heart Single voices sing in twos and threes Settle down into a shared silence, part of creating the beloved Interconnected bodies, intertwined souls, creating the beloved

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Feb 15

Feb 15, 2026 at 10:54 AM UTC

EssLunasa

This House

Sober somber joy sonorous and free Silver and silkenly sung whispers of the heart Single voices sing in twos and threes Settle down into a shared silence, part of creating the beloved Interconnected bodies, intertwined souls, creating the beloved

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circumventing a stardust quarrel I value peace- peace of a cost the life of aloneness - aloneness is honest a place of truth. We meet ultimately because we are -alone and alone in a shared life.

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Jan 19

Jan 19, 2026 at 5:32 PM UTC

nivek

alone

circumventing a stardust quarrel I value peace- peace of a cost the life of aloneness - aloneness is honest a place of truth. We meet ultimately because we are -alone and alone in a shared life.

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Worship. as in all things holy, pure, and sacred below the sun among the trees and rustling leaves. Interconnected. Worship. as in the sound of waterfalls and rivers touching boulders and moss of sunlight cascading. Interconnected. Worship. as in bluebird skies and vast spaces red, yellow, orange, and green leaves feeling the crisp breeze. Interconnected. Worship. as in standing on a huge boulder trusting gravity and my own two feet looking out and down and around feeling alive. Interconnected. Worship. as in hugging the trunk of a grandiose tree as in the roots planted deep teaching me important things. Interconnected. Worship. as in there's no separation between the 5 elements and moon phases and Love through all living Beings and Me. Interconnected.

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Dec 12, 2024

Dec 12, 2024 at 9:10 PM UTC

kss-11

Worship = Nature = Interconnected

Worship. as in all things holy, pure, and sacred below the sun among the trees and rustling leaves. Interconnected. Worship. as in the sound of waterfalls and rivers touching boulders and moss of sunlight cascading. Interconnected. Worship. as in bluebird skies and vast spaces red, yellow, orange, and green leaves feeling the crisp breeze. Interconnected. Worship. as in standing on a huge boulder trusting gravity and my own two feet looking out and down and around feeling alive. Interconnected. Worship. as in hugging the trunk of a grandiose tree as in the roots planted deep teaching me important things. Interconnected. Worship. as in there's no separation between the 5 elements and moon phases and Love through all living Beings and Me. Interconnected.

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We are clouds individual and collective by nature-- changeless-ever-changing-- drifting into our eyes and across our minds. We cannot live in photos or paintings-- inspiring but hanging dormant like billboards and traffic signs. Dark clouds awaken when angry-- fire and fury, torrents of rain, hail damaging. Then Zephyr comes to appease their anger ~god’s of the sky~ peace treaties pending. She often drifts in like an angel ahead of a storm front-- thunder and lightning her silhouette. bringing in less threatening clouds to comfort us when storms leave us angry cold and wet. At times even darker clouds hang ominously and high winds are surely threatening war-- then out the blue allies flank our enemy, blowing away the fiery vaporous Thor. We float into wintertime, into its storyline, Drifting in and out of space and time through seasons of wind hail rain or shine (essence of our connected and interconnected minds). Billowing Cumulonimbus. Dark Nimbostratus. Thin Sirius basking in sunshine. Shapeless grey clouds of snow, Cold drizzle reigns. Funnel clouds cyclone monsoon hurricane typhoon-- bursting through atmospheric membranes. We can be moody boasting large volumes but revealing far-less mass. Passively aggressive-- boasting less volume but revealing a lot of mass. We are clouds, changeless-ever-changing-- drifting into our eyes and across our minds.

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Oct 21, 2024

Oct 21, 2024 at 8:38 AM UTC

DanielTucker

changeless-ever-changing

We are clouds individual and collective by nature-- changeless-ever-changing-- drifting into our eyes and across our minds. We cannot live in photos or paintings-- inspiring but hanging dormant like billboards and traffic signs. Dark clouds awaken when angry-- fire and fury, torrents of rain, hail damaging. Then Zephyr comes to appease their anger ~god’s of the sky~ peace treaties pending. She often drifts in like an angel ahead of a storm front-- thunder and lightning her silhouette. bringing in less threatening clouds to comfort us when storms leave us angry cold and wet. At times even darker clouds hang ominously and high winds are surely threatening war-- then out the blue allies flank our enemy, blowing away the fiery vaporous Thor. We float into wintertime, into its storyline, Drifting in and out of space and time through seasons of wind hail rain or shine (essence of our connected and interconnected minds). Billowing Cumulonimbus. Dark Nimbostratus. Thin Sirius basking in sunshine. Shapeless grey clouds of snow, Cold drizzle reigns. Funnel clouds cyclone monsoon hurricane typhoon-- bursting through atmospheric membranes. We can be moody boasting large volumes but revealing far-less mass. Passively aggressive-- boasting less volume but revealing a lot of mass. We are clouds, changeless-ever-changing-- drifting into our eyes and across our minds.

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No man is an eye Land and water make each other Ever intertwined

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Jul 23, 2019

Jul 23, 2019 at 9:40 PM UTC

djones_wit

The Illusory Shore (Haiku)

No man is an eye Land and water make each other Ever intertwined

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_lately i have been thinking about_ this cosmic reality of wonder i see how i can radiate out light-filled beauty and trust that i’m all of the love that i seek i find comfort in how i exist beyond “human” i know i am more than my mind now perceives this experience may dance to the beat of illusions but this waking state is my most favorite dream

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Sep 21, 2018

Sep 21, 2018 at 8:49 PM UTC

ohellobeautiful

beyond-human

_lately i have been thinking about_ this cosmic reality of wonder i see how i can radiate out light-filled beauty and trust that i’m all of the love that i seek i find comfort in how i exist beyond “human” i know i am more than my mind now perceives this experience may dance to the beat of illusions but this waking state is my most favorite dream

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_you are_ the nourishment to all you see the streamline to D i v i n i t y a miracle of endless growth _kaleidoscopic-Cosmic hope_ the stars are sifting through your thoughts the moon pulls you toward all you’ve sought in you there hums a Cosmic Truth — with notes your Soul-Spark always knew which every moment dances to _your multidimensional debut_

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Jan 31, 2018

Jan 31, 2018 at 9:34 PM UTC

ohellobeautiful

multidimensional

_you are_ the nourishment to all you see the streamline to D i v i n i t y a miracle of endless growth _kaleidoscopic-Cosmic hope_ the stars are sifting through your thoughts the moon pulls you toward all you’ve sought in you there hums a Cosmic Truth — with notes your Soul-Spark always knew which every moment dances to _your multidimensional debut_

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i radiate light most of my hours but that's not to say i am always okay day after day everything changes you, me, the trees my mood + their leaves the sky never hurries the mountains don't try the bees and the moss without judgement _s u r v i v e_ unapologetically spinning, the earth moves along qualities i hope we all can take on

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Jan 25, 2018

Jan 25, 2018 at 9:49 PM UTC

ohellobeautiful

unapologetic

i radiate light most of my hours but that's not to say i am always okay day after day everything changes you, me, the trees my mood + their leaves the sky never hurries the mountains don't try the bees and the moss without judgement _s u r v i v e_ unapologetically spinning, the earth moves along qualities i hope we all can take on

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when i became the sun i felt the trees and rivers run along the deepest parts of me i sang the oceans roar to sleep the clouds arrived to give me space at times the moon would take my place and i would gladly let her shine knowing it never could dim mine no reason to feel jealousy for everything is one with me i no longer feared dark at set for my own light, i can’t forget my warmth fills me even in snow.. and when it falls, my glimmer glows the contrast is just what i need it is the planter of the seeds to flowering love inside of me

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Jan 21, 2018

Jan 21, 2018 at 8:06 PM UTC

ohellobeautiful

interconnected

when i became the sun i felt the trees and rivers run along the deepest parts of me i sang the oceans roar to sleep the clouds arrived to give me space at times the moon would take my place and i would gladly let her shine knowing it never could dim mine no reason to feel jealousy for everything is one with me i no longer feared dark at set for my own light, i can’t forget my warmth fills me even in snow.. and when it falls, my glimmer glows the contrast is just what i need it is the planter of the seeds to flowering love inside of me

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We never think about the little details, which began our journey to this instant. We cannot see the threads that have connected us all along from the beginning. We have been slowly braiding these strings since we were born without noticing it. We take for granted the hearts and minds of society, which mold us into today’s being. We ignore the domino effect of one past event, even though it could have led us elsewhere if different. We won’t ever know that one person could have altered everything in never-ending time. We wonder how long and far our destiny goes back to when we finally met that specific human. We don’t stop to thank the friends who leave and stay for making us open our eyes toward fate. We forget the grieving of the beloved buried when you and I try to commemorate everyone. We share a childhood flashback together, a memory once unaware of one another’s existence. We fast-forward our documentaries expecting tight knots, unplanned outcomes, and made amends. We experience normal behaviors and are left unsatisfied craving lucidity and astral projection. We agree on being the original kids cast out with real issues and phobias who nonsensical teens mimic nowadays. We will only ever hear a few stories out of billions of walking narratives in this loud and silent world. We are shocked when we conclude that we have more stories with our friends than we ever did with our lovers. We seek independence to do what we want and have to do unlike our old friends who sacrificed and settled early. We remember everybody we didn’t get to say goodbye to and wish we can make-up one for each of them. We want to succeed for ourselves and for our families who are unfortunately stuck with what they got. We realize things are only getting harder as we get older, but in our youth, we were able to handle anything. We observe the simplicity of firework explosions because we want to be neon bright and high on happiness. We try, try, try to remain ourselves when euphoria is lost and give something new a chance for a first opportunity. We balance out our emotions when we determine that whatever happens, it’s meant to be for self-improvement. We are caught off guard when all memories, good or bad, are suddenly bittersweet at last. We decide in the end that it is better to have closure and tie loose ends rather than live as strangers and dwell unfastened. We hope to discover an entity or someone emotional and understandable like us to end the loneliness. We continue to strive, to witness the ghosts of morals and lessons and defeat our demons of all sorts of flaws and mistakes. We do not regret a single choice because the idea of freedom relieves us to arrive at the junctions. We are tested with our best and worst days to show ourselves we are worthy enough to accept reality. We keep growing bolder, stronger, and wiser, even when we feel the opposite, to know we are still alive. We are grateful for the past, the pain and joy, because it guided us here to the forgiving present. We allow ourselves to become untangled for vulnerability to trust again with the right, relatable bond. We love and hate from start to finish, from the strands of the cosmos down to the fibers of our bodies. We think it is strange when a lifetime collapses into a moment with an image but not necessarily. We found peace in the morning night limbo above the void and life on a place where people find the answer to death. We ultimately unearth ourselves from acting like fragments of the universe because we come to terms that we are the universe.

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Oct 27, 2014

Oct 27, 2014 at 3:07 AM UTC

blinkforman23

Rooftop Interweave

We never think about the little details, which began our journey to this instant. We cannot see the threads that have connected us all along from the beginning. We have been slowly braiding these strings since we were born without noticing it. We take for granted the hearts and minds of society, which mold us into today’s being. We ignore the domino effect of one past event, even though it could have led us elsewhere if different. We won’t ever know that one person could have altered everything in never-ending time. We wonder how long and far our destiny goes back to when we finally met that specific human. We don’t stop to thank the friends who leave and stay for making us open our eyes toward fate. We forget the grieving of the beloved buried when you and I try to commemorate everyone. We share a childhood flashback together, a memory once unaware of one another’s existence. We fast-forward our documentaries expecting tight knots, unplanned outcomes, and made amends. We experience normal behaviors and are left unsatisfied craving lucidity and astral projection. We agree on being the original kids cast out with real issues and phobias who nonsensical teens mimic nowadays. We will only ever hear a few stories out of billions of walking narratives in this loud and silent world. We are shocked when we conclude that we have more stories with our friends than we ever did with our lovers. We seek independence to do what we want and have to do unlike our old friends who sacrificed and settled early. We remember everybody we didn’t get to say goodbye to and wish we can make-up one for each of them. We want to succeed for ourselves and for our families who are unfortunately stuck with what they got. We realize things are only getting harder as we get older, but in our youth, we were able to handle anything. We observe the simplicity of firework explosions because we want to be neon bright and high on happiness. We try, try, try to remain ourselves when euphoria is lost and give something new a chance for a first opportunity. We balance out our emotions when we determine that whatever happens, it’s meant to be for self-improvement. We are caught off guard when all memories, good or bad, are suddenly bittersweet at last. We decide in the end that it is better to have closure and tie loose ends rather than live as strangers and dwell unfastened. We hope to discover an entity or someone emotional and understandable like us to end the loneliness. We continue to strive, to witness the ghosts of morals and lessons and defeat our demons of all sorts of flaws and mistakes. We do not regret a single choice because the idea of freedom relieves us to arrive at the junctions. We are tested with our best and worst days to show ourselves we are worthy enough to accept reality. We keep growing bolder, stronger, and wiser, even when we feel the opposite, to know we are still alive. We are grateful for the past, the pain and joy, because it guided us here to the forgiving present. We allow ourselves to become untangled for vulnerability to trust again with the right, relatable bond. We love and hate from start to finish, from the strands of the cosmos down to the fibers of our bodies. We think it is strange when a lifetime collapses into a moment with an image but not necessarily. We found peace in the morning night limbo above the void and life on a place where people find the answer to death. We ultimately unearth ourselves from acting like fragments of the universe because we come to terms that we are the universe.

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