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Reaching for Skies Unlimited

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Reaching for Skies Unlimited

Finding peace among the thorns

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The budding north
slowly waking to a global shift
with the axis continuously tilting
towards the source of light.

Birthing — breaking ground
— reaching for skies unlimited
calling to breathless breaks
leaving one blind at first sight.

Simultaneous realities — intertwining
stories old and new — unceasing
beginnings ending thoughts
left to take a new height.

Stranglehold — choking berries
forbidden bated breath
pruning of wasted space
yielding more into personal delight.

Peaceful among the thorns
careful of blood-shedding
moments — bleeding out
inward return rewrite.

~ Ani Po

Happy is the man who finds tranquility amongst the thorns.

Some see thorns and prickly things, while others see natural beauty. The key to happiness is going beyond what we see or have learned, finding the miracle of life in every given thing. See with the eyes of flesh, and we shall only see the inanimate object; see with eyes of spirit, and the divine beauty shall present itself.

Thank you Diana C., Ravyne Hawke, Spyder, and the whole Know Thyself Heal Thyself family for sharing 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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Filling the Jar with Love

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Filling the jar with love

Single fragment — heart remains.

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Overflowing with a heartfelt song — two as one — an ancient telling of the sacred throng. Scaturient morsels of love — cookie jars thief — stealing a bite with every passing by.

Nourishing for a thousand lifetimes — seemingly full — empty withering thought of what it used to be. Voided space — filling the jar — only a broken morsel remains — both halves of the other touched by fear of losing it all.

Teardrops — flooding gates — opening in hopes of watering seeds of what was — leaving both halves out to dry. Two halves splicing jagged breath — kissed by the promises of something greater.

Hung out to dry — hearts torn at the seam — buried together with remnants of one another. Wait and see — never knowing — bursting from mother’s bosom.

~ Ani Po

Inspired by JD Greyson’s dance with inspiration:

Leave a Little Love Left in the Jar
A poemmedium.com

Thank you Filza Chaudhry and the Heart Revolution family, for sharing this dance.

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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