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It's tough to say — bye!
When you know, From tomorrow...
You will not exist!
For u — 2021... Goodbye... "We'll meet again"... I wish I could say so but we can't ...And that's what, this life teaches us... That, nothing is permanent, everything has to be vanished... Even our existence!!
the cement was poured over the dug up earth,
but despite all efforts to prevent its growth,
one very determined little flower cracked the cement
and bloomed in the concrete jungle it was born into.
every night i douse
my essence and body
in lavender oil
to try and help calm
my adhd
just enough so
i can fall asleep,
and the melatonin
helps keep me asleep
I see
the power of the universe
to change
remnants of chaos
into majestic beauty
I feel
the ripples of time and space
reflected in my being
a child of nature
searching for gold
I dig
into my soul
to find the truth
nearly buried in darkness
a beacon of light
I am
in the glow
of humanity awakening
to the oneness
of the universe
The more enlightened
   you become
the more power
   you have

to create
a new mind
a new life
a new world!
 Dec 2021 Universe Poems
Traveler
I let my love
lead me down
these dark and dreary paths…
I let my light
shine beyond
the gathering karmic wrath…

Take a breath
hold it long
clear your conscience
of society’s wrong’s!
Traveler 🧳 Tim
The sun is sinking like a ship
Into an ocean blue abyss,
While the moon emerges slowly
Bringing sweet, nocturnal bliss

When the last rays grip horizons edge
Reds and purples will scar the skies
And the moon can only live
When the sunlight finally dies
A blind woman gave birth
to the most beautiful girl
on earth

She could feel her heart beat
but could never see her face

She could touch her hand
but never saw her
eyes of grace

She could smell her skin
but never seen
her smiling

a beautiful blind woman bore
the most beautiful woman on earth
who saw her mother more

than just with eyes and all their worth
And before me lay
The glory of the world.
Hard as we might try,
We could not defeat its beauty.
I am the sun
in my eye,

seeing bright smiles
of beautiful people:

solar flair of hope,
wide spread in an instance:

a reflection of light,
from the great above;

                A moon child.
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