Planting Seeds of Change
Voice of Truth
In the middle of it all,
pain and gladness remain.
Illusory,
consuming days.
Giving thought,
scale tips here or there.
Letting go,
planting more seeds of what remains in construct.
Walking with,
finding peace amidst the suffering.
Stepping out,
accepting shadow of doubt and light of hope.
Frozen in time,
stuck or more illusion of self.
Embracing,
All there is.
We move on,
acknowledging yin and yan.
Carry on,
Love flows from the soul.
Surrounded by blindness,
Continuing step in joy and gladness.
The pain still remains,
We are whole.
Boom!
The voice of truth — is shared.
Stepping into the Canvas with truth. As we step, we think, we share, we do — cyclical or magical this is what we do.
Every breath planting seeds
Peace, Love
Greeting each step
Acknowledged pathway
Led forth
Mirrored by self
Witnessed through another
Guarded lips
Silenced
Ever expansive reality
Kissed by an angel
Or the morning dew
Conscious
Aware
Forever changed
Single thought
Collectively gathered
Conglomerated truths
So shall we Sow
Aspired reap
With every breath — planting seeds.
~Ani Po
In response to Vicky Prokopi and Diana C. week 3 day 1 prompt.
