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.

Forest trail 1

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It's a thrill
to be sometimes
caught by the dense
forest closing in on you.
Fear pulsates
getting you to 
touch the raw
core
holding life
in your palm
and that moment
weighing all
that you have been
and wanted to be.
And a moment later
you sigh out
wondering
if really a way out
is in sight.
It's always getting dark
and the strangeness of it all
gets you as you hear sounds
of unknown beings - insects
birds and animals.
Who knows they could
be friendly hints
of an escape round the corner.
And yes the thrill of it all
lies in the unknown 
and the uncertain
and the certainty of 
meeting it all head on.

Anticipating....

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I am one 
and want to be one
with one more.
When both of us merge
into one
there will be neither me
nor the other.
And then...
we will be two again.
But carrying within
the memory of being
one with the other.
And will I ever carry 
the memory of the other
as the other?
I am all ready
to offer of myself
and I have a lot
to offer
and I am anticipating
that I have a lot to
receive and celebrate
and create.

Softly

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A lifetime of
being hard
on self
the way of
harsh discipline
to be right,
virtuous and
good took its toll
on me.
Fatigue took over
spirit rolled over
and joy moved over.
Then one day
the tired fingers
rested on the soft 
of the neck and
sent a tingling 
through the nerves.
Softly I rested
every cell of the body
and lost to the world,
I immersed in self.
Softly, it worked 
and softly,it stilled.

Offering

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Oh bountiful Nature!
You never count
what gifts you give
and keep giving
unmindful of
who and what
where and when.
Sunshine and
flowers aplenty,
fresh air and
fruit abundant.
I have thrived
and taken all that
with gratitude and
made my own
and I too have
something to give
of my flesh and spirit
and share that joy
and continue your epic
story through
my veins and of all that
I create and give
away without a thought
of who and what
where and when.