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Writing a New Canvas

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Writing a New Canvas

Left alone to do what the hearts calls us to do

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Thousands of miles away — new songs are presented. Islands faded memories — a glimpse into futures fold — past and present colliding.

Feet finally reaching the surfaced shores — glancing outwardly — nothing in sight for days. Inward returns — present for mystical arrivals of spirits residing.

Kepuha approaches in a hollowed vessel — asking, “What took you so long to get here?” Continued mocking on Hagatna shores — “did you bring your drum?”

No. Empty-handed but heart-songs ready to blend with ancient tunes — “that will do” — better get on with it then. Wait, before you go, Have you met The One Who Listens?

With a big Chamarro smile, “I have.” In the blink of an eye — chief Kepuha was gone. Till we meet again — welcome to the island — voices echoing in winds gusty form.

~Ani Po

Thank you Marilyn Glover, and the whole Third-Eye-Ascension family for holding this sacred space.

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

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Paralleled Universe Comes Alive

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Paralleled Universe Comes Alive

Blissful nothingness to cosmic orgasmic flight

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If anything, these past thirteen weeks have brought — is peace to my days — trading chaotic form to joyful melodies filled with laughter and self-free-giving — infinite love to those filling my seconds.

Quieter and quieter becoming — curiouser and curiouser quoted snippets of understanding deep within my soul.

Each new day — perplexed by the length of my thoughts — I witnessed the tug-of-war playing in my mind. Silence goes the tuba’s bellowing fear — pain’s affliction lost in a time not far away — present becoming evermore present with every releasing breath.

Quieter and quieter becoming — curiouser and curiouser quoted snippets of understanding deep within my soul.

Throwing in the towel — quill’s eagerness lessoning our pull — merely present are we — songs glistening of nothingness and everything all the same.

Paralleled by the thoughts floating at our window pains — twinkling in the eyes deepest of glares. An emptiness fills with fullness — paradoxical moments reserved for the quieted mindful sages’ annihilation of given pathways to how it is supposed to be.

Quieter and quieter becoming — curiouser and curiouser quoted snippets of understanding deep within my soul.

Quoting Jared from the pretender — pretending to be something more than what the world asks them to be — becoming who and what the day requires him to be.

It truly is a game of play — no longer playing with the others in the big box of sand — creating a space for self to revisit, recreate, and rediscover. How one plays in this game is set anew — the choice depends on the song left to sing.

Quieter and quieter becoming — curiouser and curiouser quoted snippets of understanding deep within my soul.

Paralleled Universe comes alive — blissful nothingness to cosmic orgasmic flight — we are becoming.

~ Ani Po

Thank you Thomas Plummer, David Rudder, Francine Fallara –, Gurpreet Dhariwal, Rita Duponty, and all editing staff for hosting these words.

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

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