our written creations go into the wide world quietly
unnoticed flying into the ether and slowly descending
then comes a moment someone else stumbles upon them
giving them desired attention and form of validation
life feels good when we are in the flow of creativity
the creative zone is where our mind can be at ease
ideas pop into the air and we are riding on the cloud
flowing life force provides all our fuel and nourishment
who needs junk food when we can devour some delish poetry
luminous stars filled the night sky
years away and yet visible to the naked eye
as we sat silently around the fireplace
gazed at the distant galaxies
flames burned away any worries
specs of light thus far in the distance
reminded us of life beyond the daily strife
cries of one in the whole of cosmos
suddenly rather trivial
the irony of life
to live fully
one has to die first
the self lives a lie
in an illusory world
fed drama and fear
the reality of truth
the very opposite
pure love and light
live in the now
peel off layers
emerge anew
clarity awaits patiently
underneath darkness
merely to be awakened
silence wrapped around
encapsulating thoughts
providing space and time
to respond to observe
no need to react now
the right time appears
after an interval
allowing a fresh approach
more space on the mind
quietened internal chatter
peace spreads its wings
relaxing ambience prevails
enchanting and might
silent breath meditation
minutes merge into hours
time vanishes in a vacuum
beatific calm
