Divine Providence

Thoughts and things,

Come and go.

Emotions, physical,

Released into the Great Canvas.

Pain,

Suffering,

Joy,

Bliss.

All come and go,

In Divine Providence.

We sit,

Breathe,

Receive,

Release.

Contemplate,

Adding a special touch.

Giving,

Receiving,

Canvas of life unfolds.

Sharing intricacies of all there is,

Rejoicing as the mystery unfolds.

With no direction,

Sure footed in deed.

We move forward in the great unknown,

Allowing it to be known.

Separate,

Or contributing factor to Divine Providence.

~Ani Po

Breathing New Galaxies into Existence

New galaxies

Forming every day.

We travel with eyes opened

Or eyes closed.

Missing

Or catching a glimpse of what may be.

 

Pausing to give thanks

Breathing new galaxies into existence.

~Ani Po

Stepping in the First of the Snow

I took a walk in the first snow.

Barefoot and emptied of what was.

Flakes still falling

Blanketing my self

Reminding me of the blanketed Love existing unconditionally.

From summers heat

And length of the day,

To warmth within

On shortened light of the days.

Simple reminders

Carry me into the darkness of the days,

Emitting Light of hope for self and other encounters.

Stepping in first of the snow, carrying warmth of summers day into the shadows of winter.~Ani Po

 

I Am As It Is

I am which you say 
I am which I believe
And all realities in between 
I am as it is


The shadow
And light
Pure love
And sorrow
And all realities in between
I am as it is


For the path before
Behind
Present 
Choosing as I am to be
What I seek more of in this world
I am as it is

 

Reflecting mirrors

All around

That which seen out

Shines within

I am to you

As you to me

I am as it is

Stepping into the canvas fully aligned…in balance…I am as it is.~Ani Po

 

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

 

So Many Questions Within the Canvas

What is one thing we need to do?

Nothing

What about self?

Own it

What do we own?

Nothing

Who are we?

Divine beings

Divine beings of what?

All there is

What about all the despair in the world?

Divine dichotomies

Why some many questions then?

Curiosity

What to do then?

Feed our desires and own curiosity

What of the consequences?

Illusion

How is it an illusion?

Everything is as it is supposed to be

How so?

Ebb and flow like the tides, worlds are created…new galaxies formed everyday…we need only…be.

Own it. Just Be…Ani Po