As the water ripples,
you shed a layer
dropping the thoughts
of many a night.
A lightness starts
as breathing eases
and all is restored
with water’s kind healing.
Outlook
Truth
That yes was yesterday
for the new dawn brings
a self that wakes anew
where something has shifted,
unnoticeable to the eye
but rooted deep within,
brimming with questions
rising up and through.
An idea
One day you see a side
that you never knew existed
and the vision shifts a little,
just very slightly altered,
but just enough to wonder
what else did you assume?
For you only moulded me
on what you wanted to see.
Disconnect
Yet, here we stand
with rules on rules
of how to love
and be loved.
Imposing limits
on that which is limitless.
As we confuse
what should be free,
turning a gift so true
into something
so confined.
You
All that you are
is an addition,
a simple bonus
that’s nowhere
near simple.
Good Night
Who are you to know
the insides of me?
Why should you see
the thoughts that filter through?
You’re nothing but
a passing moment.
Already prepared
with a goodbye speech,
how the night was fun,
but now the sun has risen.
Essence
To the moon,
to the stars,
to the sun,
to the earth.
We feel, we fight.
We love, we hurt.
We heal, we learn.
We make a mark,
unique to the soul.
Blessing those we touch,
with our laughter and our life.
Rising with our hopes,
falling with our demons,
believing with our faith,
embracing all we can.
With laughter, with smiles,
we say goodbye,
with memories made well,
and legacies that live on.
To the moon,
to the stars,
to the sun,
to the earth.
Alive
With the dawn, we rise.
But it is with the night
that we come alive.
Our true self realised
with dreams fast escaping,
seeping into reality,
becoming just a memory,
faster than we are ready.
Body
A stranger, yet so familiar.
Unwanted, yet encouraged.
A change, not thought forward.
A curve, placed uninterrupted.
A reflection, so slightly altered.
Robert M. Pirsig – Zen and the Art of Motorcyle MaintenanceÂ
“This is the source of the trouble. Persons tend to think and feel exclusively in one mode or the other and in doing so tend to misunderstand and underestimate what the other mode is all about. But no one is willing to give up the truth as he sees it, and as far as I know, no one now living has any real reconciliation of these truths or modes. There is no point at which these visions of reality are unified.”
