Category: Poetry

I dwell in the memories
of words never spoken.
I am the meaning of
All that Is.
I live without ever being seen.
I Die, only to live again forever.
I live through the deepest
knowing; I am here.
I exist in the deepest corner
of Emptiness.
I am in every You, you run away from.
I am in every Me I fear to Be.

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I Am.

This emptiness fills me.
The longing for meaning,
for something timeless,
for truth,
for the eternal embrace of
freedom from fear,
longing for the source of everything
fuels my existence.
If the search ends
what is left?

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Nothing.

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Not my identity.
Not me.

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Only emptiness.

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Emptiness.

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The path to peace isn’t really in the longing, in the search, in the looking outward for anything. I am aware of this. I know. The path to peace is letting go of the things that obscure our vision from seeing clearly that peace is already here, was always here, within us. There is Nothing to search for, only if like me, the essence of that Emptiness you always find by looking outwards fuels your passion and existence in this life.

I am not here to tell you what to do.
I am not here to tell you how to be you.
I am not here to lead you anywhere.
I am not here to judge you.
I am not here to heal you.

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I am here as a reflection of you.
I am here as a mirror.
I am here to learn from you.
I am here to learn from me reflected on you.
I am here to Be.
I am.

I feel like I am not enough,
sometimes.
I feel my worth is conditioned and shaped by my external experiences, achievements and encounters, by external validation,
sometimes.
I feel misunderstood and alone,
sometimes.
I feel lost,
sometimes.
But other times,
I feel at peace in the moment when the sun hits my face.
Other times,
I give myself permission to cry, just to see sadness contained in little drops.
Other times,
I am free and boundless, when my awareness settles once again in the infinite nothing.
Other times,
I feel deep silence and space that propels me forward to my truth.
And always,
I just am.
I am.

When does the line
become a blur?
The limits
become eternal?
Or Life becomes Death
and Death becomes Life?