Cracked Mirrored Realities

Cracked mirrored realities,

Mockingbirds and little bees.

Thousand deeds broken,

Scattered across the floor.

Silence,

Fester,

Ignore,

Fester more.

Step,

Spoken truth.

Paradoxical shift of what may be.

Purgatory of thought,

Fading away.

Blanketed Canvas,

Displaced reality.

Strength,

Has nothing to do with it.

Willingness,

Vulnerable,

Moving forward into the Great Unknown.

Faith,

Hope,

Love,

Foreign to self.

Do nothing,

Trifle not.

Go quietly,

Into the Great Canvas of self.

Seek to find,

Acquiesce emergence.

It is here,

There,

Simple words awaiting thought.

Deeper into the unknown,

Escaping,

Entering new chapter of soul.

It is written,

Re-written,

Forbearing no more.

Step twice,

Liberating pressure.

Go back,

Re-read what was written.

Or read not.

Step forward regardless of what was and what may be.

Seek,

Find,

Love and passion for Great Canvas once more.

~Ani Po

Love Remains

Layer by Layer,
Ashes to ashes,
Dust to Dust.
Loneliness,
Despair,
Darkened skies.
Befriended,
Joy,
Bluest shade upon the Canvas.

From upper,
To lowest depths.
No matter the story,
Somethings remains.
Blocked by endogenous thought,
Focal point out of center.
Peel back the layers,
Layer upon Layer.

No matter the time,
Passing by,
Moments slipping away.
At the center of it all,
Heart of All there Is,
One thing remains.
Love,
Love is All there Is….

~Ani Po

Me and my Peruvian brother Jorge