So Many Questions Within the Canvas

What is one thing we need to do?

Nothing

What about self?

Own it

What do we own?

Nothing

Who are we?

Divine beings

Divine beings of what?

All there is

What about all the despair in the world?

Divine dichotomies

Why some many questions then?

Curiosity

What to do then?

Feed our desires and own curiosity

What of the consequences?

Illusion

How is it an illusion?

Everything is as it is supposed to be

How so?

Ebb and flow like the tides, worlds are created…new galaxies formed everyday…we need only…be.

Own it. Just Be…Ani Po

 

 

The Sacred within the Canvas

Every pebble,

Fish,

Birds of a feather,

Two-legged upright…

All are sacred.

 

Dandelion,

Mango,

Chicken,

Or sweet potato pie…

All are sacred.

 

Within the sacred stone,

Or flesh of another…

Remains medicine for the soul.

 

Within the sacred sky,

Or waters of the sea…

Remains medicine for the soul.

 

One roof,

One house,

One family…

All sharing a sacred Canvas.

 

Giving,

Receiving,

Sharing,

Breaking bread…

One roof, One House, One family…all sharing a Sacred Canvas.~Ani Po