Category: Poetry
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There is no escaping reality
There is no escaping reality… I tried to ignore it, I tried to fight it, I tried to grasp it, I tried to control it, I tried to change it, I tried to hold on to it… I tried to escape it by understanding it. I tried to be there, I tried to be everywhere;…
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And I find myself here again…
And I find myself here again, confronted with the blank page; and it isn’t empty and pure, but full of past memories and life. Chaotic rising of words from within… Without a plan… Without a known… Just pure expression from the heart. Longing, my longing, speaking in words only I can understand. These voices crawl…
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Not knowing
At nights, to be able to receive the dream we have to let go of our awakened state of consciousness. In life, to be open to our greatest destiny we have to surrender our control. It is in the not-knowing that Soul knows.
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The dream that lingers
In the fleeting songs that morning brings I find solace. The dream continues to live in me after the night shadows have disappeared. Who am I? Am I the dreamer, the dream, or the meaning the birds bring?
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Being the Light
Everything is moving,spiraling,in,out,above,below… Change, chaos, swirling confusion… And in the midst of it all… a moment of truth. A darkness so deep, a void so infinite, it was the only way, place and moment in time, to be able to see, feel and be the Light.
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