In Love with life....9

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What can I do if

I have experienced 

life as

- big and bountiful

-gracious and generous

-ample and authentic!

It spreads and spreads

joy

it brings and brings forth

hope

and it is the sweet fruit

of labour.

I am here to give it

but are you willing to take?

Just a little

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Just a little shade
and a little bit of place
to rest
amidst the full bloom
- even that can overwhelm -
and to take stock
of what's real
and what's alluring
and what's real me
and life.
I need just a little time
so that I don't 
lose this sense
and this watchfulness
over my infinite joy
of this moment.

Just when..

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Just when it seems
all to be over...
things begin to .
gather momentum.
I have shed so many
garbs and stripped
to the bone
vowing never to put on
paint or flesh,
and then life tempts
me 
with a new offering
to play a part.
And I think, oh, 
life is just another play
and we are here
to play our parts.
The arc lights lure me
back on stage
and I am now past that
stage.
I want my quiet corner
with nothing to bother
no one to relate and berate
just to be my self 
and then it starts all over
again.
Care, warmth and affection
are the undoing of the self.
So be it.

Solitude by rocks 13

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As day fades
sunlight lingers on
the horizon
creating a demure hue
of pink and lilac
and the waves greet
the setting sun
yet another passage to peace.
Rocks unmoved, impassive
in their studied meditation.
There is a music to them
that I pick up and soon
am lost in it.
The sea murmurs in envy
at the unmoving of rocks
for it can never be still
except in appearance
hiding all that is
moving deep down, 
like me hiding
a sea of emotion in
my being
held still in solitude.

Shower by silence

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I receive 
when I truly need
to receive
and be full
not by pleasure
but by gratitude
for all that has
been showered
on me
regardless of
what I did.
Showers of tiny droplets
and of torrents
of flakes and hailstone
 - all have made me
live and be in touch with
my deepest core and
that has been bliss.
So I receive when
I need to receive and be
full of life.

Not alone...

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It's cold, dark
in here
and it's the same
outside
and the door
can keep the inside
still colder.
With doors shut
 - some by me
and others by others -
it's getting dark in here.
I am looking for light
and there is the stealth
of my childlike self
waiting to jump
and grab a piece 
of the world.
Jump, O, jump
my pint-sized ego
and let me know
I am not alone...

Bringing to light

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Oh! the life in antiquities
so rich, so strong
and inexhaustible!
I am enthralled
and want to take 
off their light 
as much as I can
in my body and being!
I feel communion
with the souls that 
poured themselves
into making them
and giving life
unto them
themselves
and kindred souls
like mine.