love
The Strength to Choose Yourself
They called you kind, a gentle soul,
Soft as petals, sweet and whole.
You bore the weight of every storm,
A refuge where the ruthless swarm.
You folded yourself in careful lines,
Shrank to fit their grand designs.
Smiled through wounds they couldn't see,
Convinced that love meant loyalty.
But kindness should not taste like chains,
Nor drown beneath another's pains.
To give is grace, but not to lose,
The voice, the light, the right to choose.
Why must your comfort come last in line?
Why must you dim so they may shine?
A heart so vast, yet bound so tight,
A sky eclipsed to spare the night.
No more. No more the whispered "yes,"
That bends your spine in self-duress.
No more apologies for thin air,
For taking space, for standing there.
To choose yourself is not unkind,
Not cruel, not selfish, just aligned.
Boundaries drawn with steady hands,
Are sacred vows, not harsh demands.
And those who love you, who truly see,
Will bless your rise, will set you free.
The rest will fall, like autumn leaves,
Carried off on silent eves.
So stand, unshaken, bold and true,
Unbowed by guilt they place on you.
For peace is not in being small,
It's daring, fully, to be your all.
The Healing Power of Love
Oh, tender balm, the sweetest art,
A force unseen that mends the heart,
Through whispered winds and golden light,
Love heals the wounds of endless night.
Its touch is soft, yet deeply sure,
A salve for pain no time could cure.
In every glance, in every sigh,
It weaves a bridge where sorrows lie.
Beneath the shadows, cold and deep,
Where silent fears and heartbreaks sleep,
Love stirs the soul, ignites the flame,
And teaches us we're not to blame.
It breaks the chains of loss and woe,
Through gentle streams, it bids us grow.
A symphony of hope it plays,
And paints with grace the darkest days.
When grief has silenced all our songs,
And life feels cruel, unjust, and wrong,
Love bends the air with soft refrain,
And fills the cracks with joy again.
It dwells in hands that hold with care,
In every prayer, in every stare.
In laughter shared and tears that flow,
Love whispers, "Child, you're not alone."
Its healing power transcends the scars,
Unites the earth, connects the stars.
A boundless force, it knows no end,
A steadfast guide, a truest friend.
Through love, the shattered heart is whole,
It breathes new life into the soul.
Oh, sacred cure, eternal grace,
The healer time cannot replace.
For love is more than fleeting bliss;
It lives in every tender kiss,
In acts of kindness, pure and true,
The healing of love renews, anew.
Dealing with Anxiety
(The Weightless Dawn)
Oh, anxious heart, so tight in its hold,
A whispering storm, both silent and bold.
It creeps like shadows before the light,
Stealing the peace from the depths of night.
It tells you stories carved in fear,
Echoes of doubt you should not hear.
It pulls you under, a swirling tide,
Yet strength still stirs from deep inside.
Breathe, dear soul, let stillness grow,
Like rivers learning where to flow.
Not every thought is yours to keep,
Let them rise, then let them sleep.
For you are not the weight you bear,
Not tangled worry, nor thin-worn air.
You are the sky, vast and wide,
Holding the storms, yet letting them glide.
Inhale the dawn, exhale the past,
Not every storm is meant to last.
Feel the earth beneath your feet,
Steady, solid, calm, complete.
The moon still glows, the stars still shine,
Hope is etched in every line.
And when the night feels far too long,
Know in your soul, you still belong.
So take each moment, slow and kind,
A love-lit path within your mind.
Anxiety fades, like mist at sea,
And in its place, you set yourself free.
The Silence Between Tears
The day fell like a crumpled note,
tossed into the wastebasket of time,
a whisper, a cough, a footstep fading,
the sound of nothing,
the echo of things left unsaid.
I walked through streets without pavement,
over stones that remembered me not.
Each window was an eye, unblinking,
a stare of glass indifferent to grief.
The wind pressed against my cheek,
not a caress, not a blow,
just a presence,
like the weight of a name no longer called.
I did not weep, though my heart did,
a different kind of pain,
a betrayal of the body's rituals.
Tears demand permission,
but silence sneaks in, unbidden,
settles between the ribs,
lodges behind the throat,
a ghost pressing against the edges of breath.
And so the hours unravelled,
like a frayed sleeve in a forgotten coat,
threadbare, loose at the seams,
and still I walked,
searching for the shape of sorrow,
in the absence of rain.
Night came in its sensible shoes,
soft-footed, practical, gray.
No stars, no moon,
only the hum of a world
that did not know I was breaking.
I sat on the edge of the bed,
hands resting like relics on my knees.
And the heart wept again,
as it always does,
quietly,
where no one can see.
Okazja
THE NIGHT CAME FAST QUICK QUICK TO ME,
I SEE HER NOW LOOK LOOK IT'S HER.
THE AIR WAS COLD CRISP CRISP THE FEEL,
THE MEMORY THINK THINK MY MIND,
MISTAKES I MADE SHAME SHAME ON ME.
I SHOULD HAVE MOVED WALK WALK TO HER!
I FROZE IN TIME TICK TICK TOO LONG.
IT SITS WITH ME MAD MAD AM I,
ANOTHER CHANCE PLEASE PLEASE I ASK?
TIME GONE FOREWARN CRY CRY DO I.
I TELL MY TALE SPEAK SPEAK TO YOU.
DON'T LET THE CHANCE FLEE FLEE I BEG.
FOR ONLY ONE CHANCE CHANCE DO TAKE!
BE NOT LIKE ME HURT HURT I BE.
TAKE NOW THE CHANCE GLEE GLEE TO BE!!
tHe CoInCiDeNcE oF oPpOsItEs
simple truths preclude
their opposites they
say deep truths include
their opposites
c'est la vie in
a hope(ful)ly relative
uni-verse
male and
female black and
white wave
and particle the
relations proceed the
relata the whole
cannot be reduced to
the sum of its parts
i say this and you
disagree
appropriately
how else could it
BE literally
the entire universe
trying to per-
ceive itself
through this one
eye
Personal Chant (QiGong)
I am in the Universe, the Universe is in my Body, the Universe and I are combined Together (the key)
I am sending out all negative vibrations, all sickness and disease, all imbalances, out into the farthest reaches of the Universe and beyond like billows of smoke. (Speak the imbalances, visualize them leaving like smoke).
The Universe is sending me
Its Loving Light of Healing,
Its Loving Light of Kindness,
Its Loving Light of Forgiveness,
Its Loving Light of Gratitude...
Healing Every part of my
Mind, body and spirit
(Speak and visualize the healing of every part of the mind body and spirit being healed).
Thank the Universe for its Healing Light of Love kindness forgiveness and gratitude....
The healing path continues as I learn and grow spiritually.
Honor and thanks to Master Chunyi Lin of Spring Forest QiGong. Thanks to YouTube videos and the Universe guiding me to this amazing powerful and spiritual meditation and practice....
Peace love and light
Midnight Snacks
The beauty of the evening,
The blushing horizon in the west
I adore much the taste
Of sugary sweets blended
In the black coffee
In the mug of beautiful evening
Moistens my thirsty throat,
To alleviate an exhaustion
After my daily affairs.
The glow of appealing eve
Freezes to the stark darkness.
Thin cover of Black Satin
Sets nightly all over my body.
The cool and soft warmth
Of my subconscious body
Spins the deep slumber.
My whole body are then senseless:
By the immeasurable beauty
Of my beloved.
Warming me up at a snail's pace
Plunges to an iridescent dreams.
After having dinner,
Nice reflection of the glowing eve
Switches into gloomy night
I clean my hand and mouth
And feel me cozy by the leftover
At the edge of my dinner plate
Midnight snacks sparkle
Like diamond inside the coal.
The midnight snacks
A few pieces of food desecrates
As the complexity of my life
Tastes saline as the ocean water do,
Comes out frequently
Of my dehydrated throat
Something more pleasant savors.. .
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SLEEPING LOVE
When we add a new member to our family….
(as we just did with a daughter-in-law)
I admit to being amazed,
astonished,
in wonder
and in awe…
Because…and I can’t explain it…
I only know it is tender,
engaging
and sweet
How there is love we never know is sleeping in our hearts
that is awakened the moment we meet.