Today’s Thought

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Meditation changed my life. If you haven’t tried it or think its hippy dippy nonsense then you will never understand the relief that comes from escaping yourself for 30 minutes. The first time I meditated, I woke to discover that the person I thought I was never truly existed. At 25 years old I met myself for the first time.

Summertime

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There’s an invisible barrier

separating my skin from the warm caress of this Thursday afternoon

A shield to guard the realm of my infinite body

the one inside that sometimes sneaks out to play under the summertime sun

One that kisses the molecules of water

rising unbeknownst to most men

I shyly embrace the flowers between my toes

as  though they had snuck here in a sinister manner

like the neighbour boy

through a window

trying not to be seen

My feet and hands walk the wooden stairs to my manicured garden

turning away from the freshly trimmed grass to admire the weeds

and watch I will

the wavering clouds that say goodbye with such delight

They will not rain down today

and wash away this infinite girl who glides through the day

as one glides on ice

 

The Mindful Eye

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I saw the golden light

creep along the leaves

and I cried because it was so much bigger than beautiful

so much more than the prison of a word

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And I cried for those who can not see it

for those who will never know

the way the light dances in different directions

a symphony that will never be seen again

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how sad for them to have missed this

how wonderful for me to have seen

Curtain Call

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The words you say, you try to live

but the mask you wear becomes a play

a matinee that nobody came to watch

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Past performances dance behind your eyes

But do not let the ballerina’s linger on your pupils

prancing around to yesterday’s song

The dance of these days, long have gone

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The curtain called twenty years ago

and still you await the crowd

Your’e better than waiting

for a red rose at your feet

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You gave birth to your rose

not so very long ago

Treasure her my sister

 she will be a garden for you