Aplenty 5

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Life was full
of pleasures
lived fully
giving and 
receiving
carnal pleasures
and opulence
and after
all that fullness
there was emptiness.
Passions flowed and emptied.
Existence without
consumption
lost colours all.
Body without soul
was only
flesh to be 
devoured.
And now 
with this emptiness
aplenty
my existence
contemplates me.

Acceptance.......i

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Did I complain,
you ask.
No, I didn't.
There was so much
taken away
torn off
trampled upon
and yet...
I retreated
not in defeat
but in acceptance
not of the other
but of myself
and said all
that wasn't me.
I am still whole
complete
integral
to my self.
No, I won't allow
anything
anyone
to take my self
away;
it's my precious
me.

Everything speaks.....

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Everything in nature
speaks its own
tongue
the jagged
the scragged
the ragged
speak of
strong and stout
cold and clean
soft and smooth
stiff and tough
and I listen intently.
Everything in me
every pore
every hair on me
too speaks 
of my desires 
yearnings 
longings
to unite 
with all that nature
bestows
and I listen intently.

Letting go.......ii

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Stuck I am and
unstuck I want to come
and I ain't wondering how.
I wanted to surrender 
completely unreservedly
body, soul and mind
and I met only
the body
and the beasts that 
inhabited it.
I felt stripped,
even in my nakedness,
of my whole being.
It hanged there 
as though on a clothesline.
A body with a soul
will do if not a soul 
with a body.
I will wait and I shall find
that's my promise to myself.
And I let go of my hatred
toward the beasts in the body.
Let them be.

Letting go.....i

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My long standing anxiety
of this worldly existence -
who I am
how I experience myself
how I see life unfolding
and 
what the world sees me as
what it would like to believe.
I wish it ended there, but no
they tried to mould me
in their image
and I believed it to be true.
I sold my soul and they
drew me in their image
painted in the colours they had
and it was so hard to fit in.
Now I drop everything, yes
everything and just let them be
and let me be.
I let go even the struggle to 
be 
me.

Bliss in green

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Rooted in the soft earth
reaching for the stars
Breathing pure joy
dreaming pure bliss
Savouring scents of heaven
Bathing in serene stillness
There is nothing more to say
except to pray that all gold
turns green
to radiate in the light 
from yonder.

Life is beauty.....iii

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Trees welcome the bright
sunshine
while blades
of grass
sway gently in
the breeze
knowing well
their life will run
its course soon,
yet present me
with their light 
touch, soothing
lighting me up
to the beauty of life
listening to the music
in every throb of
the glorious flesh
gifted me
by life.

Life is beauty......ii

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Gathered
all my attention
just on
the whole being of 
mine
the inner space
of my being
no movement
no desire
no past
just being there
with my whole being
and living
in 
life
what else is there then?
the beauty of being alive
to every life of a moment
and every moment of a life.

Life is beauty......i

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Lines have a life
in slow movements
lines have a flow
in soft whispers
lines contain
a lot that is wanting to escape
lines have a breath
that wraps the fragrance
of the beauty of
flesh and spirit
body and mind
coming together
and then dancing away
just as it is with life!
Life is beauty and
beauty is life!

Rough is real...

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In the thick of life
there is but cold light
the wild grows and the
soft stares skyward
and the smooth must 
take support from the rough;
the conscious must lean
on the unconscious
and the dynamic needs
to stand with the rooted.
Such is my life
as the flesh waits 
silently to fructify.

It's best to leave......i

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It is best to leave
certain things to 
chance and time
Spent a life time
thinking, I am this
and I want that
and I am going 
to create it.
And times came upon
like an avalanche
to uproot people
in a horrible way.
Hatred fought with
Peace and 
Pride trampled upon
Dignity
and Might grew 
into Illusion.
Wisdom withdrew to 
keep its sanity till the storms
raged.  Silence grew into 
beauty.  And so it's best to
leave certain things to times.

Discovering.........i

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Going all over in search
you find it at your feet
Looking all out for it
you see it in your palm
Gripping and grabbing
griping and grudging
you get it as a gift
and then every moment
of life is discovering
what it is........

Smooth is the touch...

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My eternal dilemma
- do I live for myself
or for the world;
- my softness to give
or to receive
- my spirit to soar upwards
or to spread outward
- beauty for me to savour
or for others to appreciate.
When I am lost in these circles
my fingertips close to lightly
touch my heart
Smooth is the touch 
and the truth beyond words -
sheer joy!

There was light.......ii

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Never thought I could
move freely
in darkness;
but freedom there was
from false hopes
and inhibitions
and ambitions too.
Layers of paint
of centuries
came off in moments
and my soul felt 
light after burdens lifted
and when I turned
to look around
there was 
light.....

Facing up......i

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In my times
I turned my back upon
all those troubles
tortures
harassments
and...
they returned to haunt me.
And now have I learnt
to face up to them.
Seeing through them
I see troubled souls
seeking redemption
by troubling others
so also torturers
with twisted souls
and oppressors 
with a history of
oppression
I see through them
and I must see beyond

By the rock in the sea

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Turmoil of relationships
Turbulence of passion
Ephemeral euphoria
of rising energy
Soothing breeze and
warm shine of winter sun
- these too shall pass.
I make no resolves
simply experience
the moment without getting lost
in it or out of it,
just with it
just like the rock 
in the sea.