Poetry| Current mood

Hearing Nature’s Cry

Nothingness returning…All There Is

Sitting quietly in the Collective
Hearing Nature’s cry
People discourse
Ebb and flow
Pounding head
Clarity swift as a blink
Listening to a balanced melody
Dissonance or harmonic
Self eval weighing of reality
Morning sip nourishing thought passerby
Abandoning self-defeating past-present-future
Giving thanks for sadness

Grief

Heartbreaking present be
Zero Point magical transmuted realities
Returning to the Canvas
Creating corporeality
Bowing to Collective
How might I serve
Sharing gifts
Sing Sang Sung unto Thee.

Heartbreak. Heart lifting.

Oh, questions pouring in
Sadness attaches to darkened feelings
Confusion sits at the tables end
Contemplated reality sets a plate
Gazed and glazed
Outwardly approach
Songbirds gather round
Singing hearts joyous melody

What’s this?

Happy Squirrel eating nuts upon a shed
Inwardly return
Joyous smile henceforth
What was I thinking?
Forgotten once again…nothingness returns
All There Is.

~Ani Po

As I sit with the confusion of the collective — gathering thoughts — embodying this feeling, making it my own. Breathing into the darkened reality — transmuting thoughts — deeper understanding, footing all the same.

Thank you Thomas Plummer, Francine Fallara, Gurpreet Dhariwal, David Rudder, KS Copeland, editing staff and all of Blue Insight for bringing thoughts to reality.

Much gratitude for those who take time to read, ponder, and allow the inner workings of self to come forward. Grateful for the feedback, love shared, and, more importantly, the Dance with Inspiration. Deep Peace.

Joseph Lieungh

Compiled as Whole

Satisfaction in cookie crumbles

Oh the deliciousness
Of your sweet makings.
Nourishing thought
Sweet intentions.
Compiled as whole
Circular or imperfect form.

Great fall
Certain with gravities pull.
Broken
Into thousand of pieces.

Scattered across the floor,
Tears of heartache.
Gathering the pieces
Enjoying it still.
Study makings of
Creating a delightful recipe of self.

From the brokenness of another
Made whole once more.
Oh the deliciousness
Of our sweet makings.

Nourishing thought
Sweet intentions.
Compiled as whole
Circular or imperfect form.
The Way the Cookie Crumbles.

~Ani Po

Thank you David Rudder, Thomas Plummer, KS Copeland, Francine Fallara, Gurpreet Dhariwal, and all editors of Blue Insight, for holding the ship steady.

Much gratitude for those who take time to read, ponder, and allow the inner workings of self to come forward. Grateful for the feedback, love shared, and, more importantly, the Dance with Inspiration. Deep Peace.

Joseph Lieungh