Things Seen and Unseen

               

         Life is a matter of a miracle that is collected over time...

                by moments flabbergasted to be in each other's presence.

           The world is an exam to see if we can rise into the direct experiences.

                Our eyesight is here as a test to see if we can see beyond it.

                Matter is here as a test for our curiosity.

                                      Doubt is here as an exam for our vitality.

To death: I'm dying. To love: I'm trying

 Does the night come and your body resorts to self destruction?

And when the sun rises in the morning do you find that it regenerates and finds hope in the simplicity of breath?

Do we get more frail with time? Gentler? Kinder?

Or do we resort to threats conjured from our insides?

All good questions to ask myself in the morning, afternoon and night time.

I find it all alot to take.

My Awesome Life :)

The End

 Light falls through the window, falls onto me, into me. Moments. All gathering towards this one.

There is grandeur in this view of life, with its several powers, having been originally breathed by the Creator into a few forms or into one; and that, whilst this planet has gone cycling on according to the fixed law of gravity, from so simple a beginning endless forms most beautiful and most wonderful have been, and are being evolved.

It's Life carrying on. It's the next breath we all take. It's the choice we make to get on with it.

Whatever our struggles and triumphs, however we may suffer them, all too soon they bleed into a wash, just like watery ink on paper.

So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.

For after all, tomorrow is another day.

Ruth

 Fire

by Joy Harjo

a woman can't survive
by her own breath
alone
she must know
the voices of mountains
she must recognize
the foreverness of blue sky
she must flow
with the elusive
bodies
of night wind women
who will take her into
her own self

look at me
i am not a separate woman
i am a continuance
of blue sky
i am the throat
of the sandia mountains
a night wind woman
who burns
with every breath
she takes

Bowl of Oranges

 So that's how I learned the lesson
That everyone's alone
And your eyes must do some raining
If you're ever gonna grow
When crying don't help, you can't compose yourself
It's best to compose a poem
An honest verse of longing
Or a simple song of hope

That's why I'm singing, baby, don't worry
Because now I've got your back
And every time you feel like crying
I'm gonna try to make you laugh
And if I can't, if it just hurts too bad
Then we'll wait for it to pass
And I will keep you company
Through those days so long and black

We'll keep working on the problem
We know we'll never solve
Of love's uneven remainders
Our lives are fractions of a whole
But if the world could remain within a frame
Like a painting on a wall
Then I think we'd see the beauty then
And stand staring in awe

At our still lives posed
Like a bowl of oranges
Like a story told
By the fault lines and the soil

Surrounded in Beauty

I was thinking that I might fly today
Just to disprove all the things that you say
It doesn't take a talent to be mean
You words can crush things that are unseen

So please be careful with me, I'm sensitive
And I'd like to stay that way

You always tell me that it's impossible
To be respected, and be a girl
Why's it gotta be so complicated
Why you gotta tell me if I'm hated

So please be careful with me, I'm sensitive
And I'd like to stay that way

I was thinking, that it might do some good
If we robbed the cynics and took all their food
That way what they believe will have taken place
And we can give it people who have some faith

So please be careful with me, I'm sensitive
And I'd like to stay that way

I have this theory, that if we're told we're bad
Then that's the only idea we'll ever have
But maybe if we are surrounded in beauty
Someday we will become what we see
'Cause anyone can start a conflict
it's harder yet to disregard it
I'd rather see the world from another angle
We are everyday angels
Be careful with me 'cause I'd like to stay that way