Sophrosyne

Dear Peace,
I have seen you weave a forest complete
And lay so many down to eternally sleep,
I have heard your voice weeping for a friend
As another generation comes to an end.
How hard it must be to drift upon an answer
Within the undisciplined action of eruptions absurd,
All I can do is blow you a kiss or two, and a wish
All could never be lost if we all did this.
Your redamancy for the world is on the cusp
Wind speaks in susurrus to your wanderlust,
Oceans have calmed to your commotion-less song
As you wave after wave continuing on.
I have heard you in the psalms of my dreams
Within velvety cravings of possible things,
Seek your kingdom of stronghold and wellness
That dwells in the heart of lasting kindness!
Myth*.
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It Is All So Beautiful!

Whether it be …

Flourishing in acquainted arms, heart, and soul

Or captivated by someone’s charms, may they be real,

Ephemerality, thoughts attending far away stars,

Achievement in a new day in life, appreciating our role!

Caring’ for a person who has forgotten how that feels

Embraced moments, our existence is all we have

Contributing ourselves to the beauty of living by breathing out

Be ourselves, exactly how’ the mirror tells our insecurities!

Exemplified composure, an early morning warm sprinkling rain

Compassion wish, positive prayer, coming true for someone else,

Hearing laughter when it rises like sunrise

Wiping delicate tears when everything is going to be alright!

Not everybody gets to enjoy a perfect day, no

Nor a love of their own in a special way, oh no

But there will always be kindness, joyousness, a smile

A friend, even a kind stranger, even for a little while.

Extended lifelines, eternal sonnets written in the stars ..

Look up, where ever you are, read about togetherness,

Walking with time, instead of in front of, or behind

Spontaneity of lady luck, turning up on an unlucky day,

Being so in love with so many things, loosing count.. inevitable!

Silence negativity, like an ocean tide coming in smooth

There will always be more than enough .. better days,

Open brightly window’s of your soul

It is all so beautiful!

Myth*.

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Thank you so very much for reading.

Be safe in the world!

Going No Where …

Mortality. 
What if
Time glided right passed us?
What if
The Reaper dropped the scythe to collect some sleep instead,
Leaving us with endlessness, in the center of our head?
Would we remain troublesome and restless?
Would we end our grievances?
Or
Would we run to the ends of the earth
*To Look up where nothing’s gone wrong, for relief!?*
How important is time to you 
When there is so darn much to do 
Or is there?
If we were given all the time in the world
Would we still be going, No where?
 
Why do we keep looking up
When we have the ability to love, and to care, right here?
Dear Mortality,
Behind the exterior of our walls
I believe it is you whom we fear?
Myth*.
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Children

We thought
We were gladiators by far,
Yet bringer’s of gentle raptures and gestures.
Explorers untaught,
We were the watchers to pillow feathers in flight
We were the mouth shapers when bubbles and balloons popped!
We knew too much about nothing
We slewed our dragons with imagination
And left talons to their peace
Ah yes,
Remembering those feathers in flight
Feathered gestures, free flying geese!
We were the harmless
Until eager grew within us,
And we forgot about the softness of feathers
When they taught us about gentle presence!
We were gladiators by far,
Though unafraid to let our enemies live –
Amongst the bubbles and balloons,
Somehow we knew, that somehow too soon 
Winds that always and often blew
Would drift what was, away …
Myth*.
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The Lords Bell Ringer

Dearest Heart,
You are a champion!
God’s parting gift at birth,
Tucked securely, and blanketed in love,
An expanding travel case for our worth..
An experiences, and deeds to lay before Him
When we leave this Earth.
You beat the drum to an infinite army
Blockading the enemies of our minds,
At times, when emotionally blind
We think we can out smart the infantry.
You are The Lords bell ringer
The ordain postmaster of prayers,
Many a bright, sunny day, soul singer,
An unmasked musketeer from all of our layers.
You mirror everything that we feel in great detail
Retaining what surely could be your demise..
But even a postmaster’ receives personal mail,
An ‘on the contrary’ surprise!
Sweet cotton candy on our carnival ride
You stick with us in our finest hour,
And when we fall to pieces, you remain by our side..
A soldier, in a field, in a rain shower.
You are the cathedral of our very soul
Tabernacle of our inner voice,
Heart, the kite that flies to our old,
A starburst when we make the right choice!
You are known all over the world as care
Walking amongst catastrophic feelings,
Talking to us about fixing despair
And about how every bless-ed heartbeat..
Is a seedling!
You always ring the bell faithfully
When we achieve our unknown purpose,
Without you, we would become lost, gradually,
And fade to the inner of darkness!

Heart.

Thank you so very much for reading my poems!

Be safe in the world!

Myth*.
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