thoughts

You

All that you are

is an addition,

a simple bonus

that’s nowhere

near simple.

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You and I

What words we use

to try and define,

how we explore

one point to another,

and to understand

that I am not yours,

nor you are mine.

We simply glide,

side by side

for a moment in time.

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.

Robert M. Pirsig РZen and the Art of Motorcyle Maintenance 

“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.”