Given Many Names

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Given Many Names

navigating label of things

Given a name, birthing forth a new day
time ever-changing, existence muted
formal at the beginning, learned adolescence
little joey, hopping from down under
terms edge, shortened leash labeled again

Seeking love, forgotten child
impulsive becomes hostility, greedy befriends dishonesty
vengeful, thankfully never sadistically motivated
adaptable, anxious, sordid is questionable leaving an after taste
All these characters in one, mastering all, witnessing mostly bitchy.

Cold, coarsely intertwining life’s deceit
cunning as a fox, careless life’s story-lines
harsh reality, cruelty surrounding thoughts
sanctimonious by trade, self-taught broad-minded becoming
artificial sweetener no longer, humble descent, a new name given.

First of two Owls received, straightforward as is
self-disciplined grasshopper, training for life’s ultimate battle
inside the imaginative, forceful, and vengeful mind
remaining true to the core, magnanimous to all
most importantly self-gratitude.

Adopted by another clan, sir name that of ancients
fearless, selfless, phoenix rising spreading wings
self-confident always, wrong steps taking turns
a solid foundation, sure-footed as it may
well rounding the curve, formerly rash in one’s hand.

Self-actualized coming of age, self-realized twin brother orders up
straightforward perception, optimistic infinitesimal scream
once reserved, bah, not a chance
chameleon lighting up with glee, serpent shedding skin sympathetically
commencement Aquarian stars, fusion within collective as told to me.

Decisive and helpful, J.D. characterizing prompt
thought-provoking, auspicious, and judiciously
becoming nothing, everything, synthesizing time and space
a speck of sand on a tiny star, within a tiny galaxy left in a tiny brain
expansive it is, all things I am.
choosing kindness that is who I want to be.

~Ani Po

Not Knowing: Understanding All There Is

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Thoughts of not knowing unsettling, ideas of knowing anything remain beyond comprehension. Proven the more we know, the less is truly certain. Breaking through all labels Ego attaches to, left with nothingness, freedom is at hand. Within nothingness, all creation exists. Discerning shedding light of darkness or if light and darkness even exist. Breaking through layers of Ego-mind, deduced to nothing. Is there darkness or merely the absence of light?

Silently sitting
Waiting for day’s begin
No one speaks
Only inner voice.

The wanderers enter
Aimlessly scattered.
The sound of the morning bell
Smells of morning-glory.

Everyone huddles
Around the pot of gold.
Wrapping hands
Around that first cup
The day begins.

Sound of the gong,
Everyone filing in place.
Second gong,
populace sits.

Bowed, greeting the day.
Mondo begins…

Who are you?

Who are you?
A Radiation Therapist

Who are you?
A Father,
A husband,
A friend.

Yes, but beneath that who are you?
A Divine being,
Who is Loved.

Beyond that who are you?

The chess game continues,
Until all that remains – nothing.

One more question…who are you?

…Not Knowing.

~Ani Po

Stepping into the Canvas with clear openness to all things and ideas. Within vast openness, finding a narrow gate. ‘ All-inclusive’ becoming, loving unconditional emitting. Emanating Love unconditionally, Universal Love repaying the favor. Choosing to be a Canvas within a frame, remaining bound by self-set boundaries or frame-less, having no boundaries to our existence.

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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.

Joseph Lieungh

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