Maintaining Balance

Sustaining the body,

Feeding Spirit.

Losing the mind,

Creating world anew.

Seek answers,

Creating yet again.

No more answers,

No resolution.

Just Be.

Their reality,

Colliding with our own.Meet and greet,

On the Canvas of Life.

Redirecting,

Recreating,

The Canvas as we see fit.

Maintaining balance of self,

Maintaining balance…

Of Divine Proportions.

~Ani Po

Blocking the sunset on a perfect afternoon

 

Divine Dichotomy of Self

We sit,

With our own unanswered questions.

Seeking,

Never to find,

Or conclude as we see fit.

With every answer,

Comes an opposing thought.

Divinely perfect,

As it is supposed to be.

Death and destruction,

Birth and constructs of our being.

It is,

Is it.

We see fit,

To our own curiosities.

Fighting amongst others,

Fighting amongst self.

Wrestling with self,

Own thoughts consuming or creating.

It is,

Is it.

We are,

Just Being.

~Ani Po

 

Creating a New Canvas

Gazing upon a single star,

Honing our sight to what may be.

Neither seeking nor complacent,

Merely knowing the infinite.

Quietly,

Gazing,

Deeper,

Into the unknown.

Breathing,

Giving life to another galaxy.

What was,

Is no more.

What will be,

A single breath.

Looking deeply into a single star,

Creating a New Canvas…Ani Po

 

 

The Sacred within the Canvas

Every pebble,

Fish,

Birds of a feather,

Two-legged upright…

All are sacred.

 

Dandelion,

Mango,

Chicken,

Or sweet potato pie…

All are sacred.

 

Within the sacred stone,

Or flesh of another…

Remains medicine for the soul.

 

Within the sacred sky,

Or waters of the sea…

Remains medicine for the soul.

 

One roof,

One house,

One family…

All sharing a sacred Canvas.

 

Giving,

Receiving,

Sharing,

Breaking bread…

One roof, One House, One family…all sharing a Sacred Canvas.~Ani Po

 

Dreams Colliding within the Canvas

Sitting quietly, witnessing songs and dreams colliding within the canvas.~Ani Po
Our realities remain our own and others the same. Collaborating or colliding, realities intertwining…to create a masterpiece of sorts. Resisting or embracing realities, we define our own…on a grandeur level. Deeper understanding of songs, the dreams of self and those around us…we paint a beautiful storyline to call our own…

See things as they are

We don’t see things as they are, we see them as we are.~Anais Nin

Our level of understanding allows us to witness all things on individual basis. Whether we find beauty in the day or stuck on misery therefore of.

We may not agree with everyone but assuredly there are those at our level of understanding. Adjusting our view, allowing others to paint a brighter picture, we gain clarity to all things.

With loving eyes, we see the perfection in the impurities. With loving ears, we hear the sweetest of symphonies. With a loving heart…the Canvas remains as beauty shall be.

Boredom

Traveling the world,

Seeing all that we can.

Still…

More to see.

But for a moment,

Thoughts of not knowing.

Embracing this moment,

Feeling a sense of something higher.

We quiet the self,

Connecting to higher.

Seeing nothing at this moment,

New galaxy emerges.

Stepping into the Canvas with no beginning or end, merely ever-present and ever-creating life that soothes our soul. For in this blissful moment or painful hour…we breathe…erasing boredom…painting a new canvas before us…Ani Po