Forgo the Mask

Discontentment – that restless inability to surrender to distraction – not easily masked Wired, I am, for intrigue – a dramatic actor displaying mystery, baiting an audience Denial dons noise-cancelling headphones, blinders – invested in illusions Harmony the end-goal – no point disguising, discontentment ignored. (Forgo the Mask originally appeared here Dec, 2018.  I am […]

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Harmonic Convergence

Be as trees, reaching canopy of harmony, gratitude implied. (For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge:  gratitude / harmony.  Photo from personal collection.)

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Forgo the Mask

Discontentment – that restless inability to surrender to distraction – not easily masked Wired, I am, for intrigue – a dramatic actor displaying mystery, baiting an audience Denial dons noise-cancelling headphones, blinders – invested in illusions Harmony the end-goal – no point disguising, discontentment ignored. (Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Challenge – mask, in […]

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Mindfulness

Even as we harvest the fruits of our endeavors, as the leaves of summer give over to golden dreams and light reaches through gathering clouds, illuminating, celebrating; we must not forget that we are a part of this living miracle, that our lives, in harmony with Nature, deserve reverence.

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Serenity

Serenity waits, wrapped in Nature’s artful call, harmony’s invite.

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Nature’s Heart

If Nature had a human heart how fickle she would be – one day fiery, another ice, so much based on jealousy. If humans had Nature’s heart, then instinct would be key – to each their own understood a master plan for harmony.

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Nature’s Divinity

Well before I was of an age to articulate it, I understood that there was something sacred about nature. An indescribable presence spoke to me and I, unscathed by the creeds of modern religion, learned to listen with reverence. My appreciation for a Higher Being was stirred in the gardens of my birthplace. The vibrant […]

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Day 194 “Buddha Nature”

The bus I am riding on is actually a small house. The bus driver sits at the front door and collects fares. The front door opens into a dining room, where riders are playing cards. I move back further, into the adjacent sitting area. My friend Sandy is here and she has a young child; […]

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