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THERE IS ENOUGH SUN FOR ALL OF US


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SUN IN VERMILLION

There is enough Sun for EveryONE.

Air is not exclusive to how it shares

Earth has been freely giving for millennia 

Your Body is a Sea, a Lake, a pond, 

Your blood all flows the same colour as other

And without your heart pumping it

Life ends

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 There is enough Sun for everyOne

In our differences and sameness

I sit next to you and breathe in you exhale

I stand next you and feel the presence of

you earth body

If you let me hold you close, I feel the 

pounding of your heart, your life force

next to mine.

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There is enough Sun for Everyone

Enough Air for everyOne

Enough Earth to live on and grow on

Enough Water to flow with

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Only…

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It requires us to tend to it all

To steward the land

the waters, the air

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There is enough Sun for everyone

and is that enough?

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The Best You Got, a pantoum


day 8… NaPoWriMo

Right NOW

You gotta figure the best you got is right now

What’s done is done, what is to come is only your story

Might as well make that story good while you’re at it

Our Egos hate to live without answers

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What’s done is done, what is to come is only your story

Energy gets wasted on time spent making shit up

Our Egos hate to live without answers

The mind will stay busy making chaos when you let it

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Energy gets wasted on time spent making shit up

Letting the negative win feeds that clawing tale

The mind will stay busy making chaos when you let it

What the hell do you know anyway about tomorrow?

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Letting the negative win feeds that clawing tale

You’re the only one letting that drama unfold

What the hell do you know anyway about tomorrow?

And what makes the past your motivator for today?

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You’re the only one letting that drama unfold

Find the gratitudes, the Loves, the feel good

And what makes the past your motivator for today?

Time doesn’t have any significance in the Be Here Now

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Find the gratitudes, the Loves, the feel good

Might as well make that story good while you’re at it

Time doesn’t have any significance in the Be Her Now

You gotta figure the best you got is right Now

~~~~~ cc jeanne adwani

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TWILIGHT’S MESSENGER


Day 7, NaPoWriMo.net

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CELESTIAL PAINTING

TWILIGHT’S MESSENGER

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The whisper is louder

moving from dreamtime

moving from the way

twilight sleeps starts

the call in the waking

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Filling cells and senses

Live streaming through

veins and capillaries

Pumping the heart in a

yet unknown intention

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Of blood red morphing

into colour and light

Full spectrum momentum

ready to pull the arrow head

to its intended mark

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It takes paying attention

in this quiet space between

the worlds of remembrance

and the whisk away of

forget

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Laying the images and story

on to the blank slate of consciousness

Letting this whisper state of being

graduate to that wider awareness

of waking up to that ‘Ah Ha’

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Whatever guidance whispers

within twilight sleep’s call

into your dreaming ears

fills your breath with wisdom

calls your heart to ache with

the want of a new understanding

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It is yours to remember

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…cc jeanne adwani

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What IF?


day 6, NaPoWriMo.

following a prompt, 

the hokeypokey

WHAT IF?

What IF?

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If she decided to lay all that discontent down

  fill her Chalice with forgiveness,

  pour it all out and refill

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If there were enough of us that give up

  on trying too hard to get it all right~

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If you blessed your water with a million

  gratitudes before you drank it

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If kindness found you open hearted

   no matter the situation

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If we said what we mean and do what

   we say

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If the riveting act of radical honesty

   became the wave of communing

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If you ever let your heartache lead you

  to the truth of surrender

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If you could believe in your Divine

   Essence

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If you could drink the river’s waters

If every breath was a sacred moment

If every moment was a sacred breath

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if sacred meant a deep honoring of

  your living

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If you could have the clarity of how

  tenderness heals a soul

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If the flame in your heart burned for you joy

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If the dive in to your chalice of forgiveness

  wants to drown you

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What if…

What if…

You turn to Love no matter what?

What if

You turn to Love

No matter

What if?

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~~~cc jeanne adwani

  

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Nature Spirits are Seen


Day 5.. NaPoWriMo  New Moon in Aries

A Villanelle.  A french form of poetry that I feel compelled to try.  A first time dive.

The first line I choose to begin this poem is from the Astrological Sabian Symbol for this New Moon.

It spoke to me.  I read it on www.mysticmamma.com.   A worthy site for following the Lunation of the Moon

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Nature Spirits are seen in the Light of Sunset

A finger snap out of the shadows dancing

Soften your eyes to the magic to see what you get

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Quick in our ways of busy we forget

In child like wonder lives this remembrance

Nature Spirits are seen in the Light of Sunset

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All hail to a heart wide open to be Spirit met

On the horizon in the forest light seen

Soften your eyes to the magic to feel what you get

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In the meadows and gardens they set

Among the blooms of flower scent

Nature Spirits are seen in the Light of Sunset

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Oh to be of a child’s mind in no regret

Of  joy and innocence with eyes wide open

Soften Your eyes to the magic to see what You get

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Surrender, receive with innocent eyes re-set

Take in the Sunrise for recalibrated refresh

Soften your eyes to the magic to see what you get

Nature Spirits are seen in the Light of Sunset

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** cc Jeanne adwani

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05/04/2019 · 9:53 am

IT IS IN THE BONES OF YOU


baby galaxy

It is ALL in the bones of you

The lineage of ancient times

In the Infinite timelessness

Waiting for the entire frame of you

Wrapped in sinew and cartilage

Muscle and skin,

In all that DNA longing

For witnessing and your

Remembrance.

Yearning for you to awaken

To where you came from

In the nebula bursts,

In the wormholes of the deep dark

Amidst  planets being born

Next to those dying

In the infinite spirals

Of the Galactic vastness

That laid a single seed in you

That holds you in the Light of forever

You, a traveler finding your

Many selves in the One Self

Finding yourself In the One Heart

And

It matters Not that you believe this

Believe nothing,  Believe everything.

Beliefs will separate you from others

It IS

All settled in those Bones of you

All that right there waiting.

Waiting for you to Listen

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IN THE STILLNESS SHE IS MOST LOUD


 

In the stillness she is most loud

Singing and dancing in the quietude

Pleased with how it is her best kept secret

Where she keeps all of her whimsy and need

All of her rage and discontent

All of her wisdom and magic

It’s where she gives voice to herself

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She doesn’t bother with those that

Out-loud above everyone else

Those that drown her out

in their righteous verbosity,

wall-flowering her against invisible walls

and into shadow corners

Those big selves all puffed up,

swilling words of lazy drivel

as if they are the elixir

of life.

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In the stillness the best of her resides

in the vast landscape built on dreams and

and possibilities of how imagining everything

can have a place in her everywhere

in the ease of her inner eye

and her vocal heart

always feeling in on the look out

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In the stillness she is most loud

avoiding the surrounding ease of chaos

in the overwhelm and consume of the

bantering and battling with

Ego fervor and fuck you’s

that breed more hallowed emptiness

in the presence of so much abundance.

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She doesn’t bother with the noise anymore

Settled into the oasis of her inner

knowing, calm in the waiting

for her time when stillness and peace

Unity and love, a good earth and water

is what the starving masses hunger for

and the revolution of the heart in it’s

deep wisdom is the loud voice calling

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This is copyright.  please share appropriately.  thank you

 

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