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Mar 2017 traces of being

cleanse

Mar 2017 traces of being

Lora Lee

cleanse

tripping over
the wires of
my own electricity
I stumble forward
into new light
             and upon
             opening
the door
     let the icy freshness
burn my lungs
into sweetness

Mar 2017 traces of being

My Garden Prayer

Mar 2017 traces of being

Keith Wilson

My Garden Prayer

I love my little garden Lord
Which you have given me
I thank you for this heaven
Where I can feel so free

I pray each night to give me strength
To sow more wondrous seeds
And for you to bless the birds
Who fly right in to feed

I bless you for my sight and smell
To enjoy the flowers so
And all the bees and butterflies
Who gently come and go

So bless my little garden Lord
It gives me peace and joy
For I have prayed each night to you
Since I was just a boy

Keith Wilson Windermere. UK. 2017.

This is a rewrite of an older poem
from Jan 1st 2016.

#garden

Mar 2017 traces of being

Ken Wilbur's Rule

Mar 2017 traces of being

CharlesC

Ken Wilbur's Rule

Thought for the day....... “I have one major rule: Everybody is right. More specifically, everybody — including me — has some important pieces of truth, and all of those pieces need to be honored, cherished, and included in a more gracious, spacious, and compassionate embrace.” Ken Wilbur

*pieces of truth
colorations of Truth..
Yes..honor these
as fragments but
much more important
recognize the equality:
everybody's true identity
as the Embrace
as Truth...

Mar 2017 traces of being

Untitled

Mar 2017 traces of being

The Sick Red Carnation

Untitled

I was passing through my childhood
on a bike
to the delight of flying with the balloons

من از کودکی هایم می گذشتم
بر چرخی که می راندم
...تا شوق به پرواز درآمدن با بادبادک ها

Mar 2017 traces of being

Legacy

Mar 2017 traces of being

Katherine Laslie

Legacy

My heart is aching
As the earth thaws from Winter's
Cold embrace

Spring is a time
For new life. New beginnings
Yet I am stuck here in the same place

I yearn to see a world
In full color
Like I did when I was younger

Never feeling the shame
And the painful things
That the emptiness of this world brings

What is this life?
It's meaning...
If not nothing, in the end.

I'd rather die
Than lead a full life
And never leave anything behind

If I live beyond tonight
I want my life
To overflow with meaning

All I want is for you to remember me

#love #life #death #hurt #legacy

Mar 2017 traces of being

Dandelion

Mar 2017 traces of being

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Dandelion

And like a flower
I keep losing parts of me
Is it the wind's fault
that it blows too hard?
Is it my fault
that I easily fall apart?
Is it the petal's fault
that it can't hold on?

And like a flower
I try to bloom

But like a flower
I always wither