Lost forgotten ways
wolf housebroken
chained to loving masters.
Skunk declawed, descented
vulnerable as one could be.

Sparks new galaxy,
clouds of dust gaseous stream
million light-years away.
Glimmering hope
eyes affixed shiny golden calf.

One attempts to quantify,
highlighting separateness
lacking words and criterion.
Try as one might
fall short of defining.

Attempting switch-words
mixed messaging
animals to galaxies.
Always two sides
to every coin.

Squirrels gathered nuts
ripen,
sprouting faith’s breath.
Mighty oak, reaching fallen fruit
yet a metaphor.

Coconut fallen, noggin’s head
knocking sense
of heaven’s door.
Thor’s eyes lightening glow
elements bowing to one’s call.

Doubting Thomas
submitting
times ever-passing.
A glimpse of what was
present, potent, and scient of the Omni’s.

Bear does not shit in the woods
merely observed
labeled by one’s perception.
Higher perspective
not having one at all.

Reaching for spark
ember’s flame
fire’s residue.
Such as life
separateness remains.

~ Ani Po

Looking back on my own life, taking stock in the varying stages of being, understanding of universal thoughts, identifying the ups and downs throughout but always coming out on top. Whatever ‘on top’ means, subjective to one’s thoughts or beliefs.

As children we have a knowing that all is well. Somewhere between 3 years of age and 30 years of age we lose ourselves into the collective belief of pain and suffering. Until one day it hurts too much to remain.

We look to ‘the Heaven’s,’ for guidance or wisdom. Where is this heaven? Is it a place or destination? Another question we try to answer. Until one day, or maybe not, we realize it was omnipresent, omnipotent, omniscient all along.

Whether we feel we are doomed, blessed, and/or the Universe has our back, we are correct in stating this. Whether the Universe does or does not have our back…soon we will see We Are the Whole Universe. Upon are awakening we lose ourselves to the Collective of All There Is.