What if we could see
our true nature,
and what were suppose to be.
Lifting the blinds put on our eyes
seeking our innermost,
suppressing all that disguise.
The authenticity of our very being
renewing ones self
or just returning back to the beginning.
But how do we remember our ancestory
while having memories of the now,
and not what use to be.
Nicely written. memories are
Nicely written. memories are our perspective of how we viewed things in the past, and can change depending upon the positive or negative changes in our growth cycles.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
thank u
thank u
not only rains
it pours
sun not only shines
it enlightens
not only love
but give life
We Live In The Now
A sum of our pasts
we live now
most of the time
drift between temporal
states like nano seconds
in a state of suspense
we are a totality
wrapped in what was
it let us recognize
what's coming.
~~A~~
05-16-13
4:27a