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Tag: Peace

When silence comes

The sun rises upon us all
but in reality
we drift towards the light
in anticipation
of the coming night

And so it began in that moment of birth
when darkness
thrust us into the light

We are creatures of curiosity
We want to know
to feel
to believe we are anything but this

Skin of time …

We drift towards the light
in hopeful remembrances
of the night

Our souls are carried by these bone rafts
kissing ripples
till the pond is shrouded
in the stillness
of early morning’s awakening

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When silence comes
and mists clear
Souls release
their body’s fear

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Deep in the moment

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Deep in the moment
waking my thoughts
whilst removing thoughts
from my waking moments

I look out the window
and see she is doing the same
deep in the moment
busy creating
whilst removing moments
from my waking thoughts

I return to my moment
to find it has gone
I replace it with tea

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The Heart of Things

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Peace comes from within
where in the heart of things
there beats a solitary tear
a single droplet of hope
crying for unity

Peace for us all

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Watching the snowflakes

Silent explosions of creation appear beyond the window
as I listen to, or am bombarded by, the eternal ringing in my ears

Silence is an impossible dream

Watching the leaves in spring stretch and yawn
Watching the rose petals romance the world
Watching the beautiful deaths colour the postcards
Watching the snowflakes’ individualities show us how

Silent explosions of creation appear beyond the window
and here I sit crunching ginger biscuits

Silence is an impossible dream

Artificial Atmosphere of Civilization

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Listen to, breathe in and taste the pungent
where once music sang amongst the trees
where once the air invigorated
where once eating was real
and where each was once one’s own mind
but now
in this time of greed, futile deaths, global one-upmanships & scaremongerings
and the religious balloonings of creation
we are surrounded
by an artificial atmosphere of civilization
where trees are shrouded in tentacles of grease and darkness; their songs all but forgotten
where our lungs are attacked on a daily basis; antibodies scream in disgust
where chemical wrapped food tastes of food wrapped chemicals; painful temptation encroaches
and where what we think, what we are and what we believe is no longer ours …

in this artificial atmosphere of civilization, where only the perfect make the shelf

; sorrow begets perfection begets sorrow

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With thanks to Achilles Daunt for giving me the title

Deep within

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Candles bring with their dance of light
a certain kind of peace in the darkness
and there they create shadows
where the monsters live
and where the pitiful beat of change, aches to escape

The sorcery begins deep within
as the wax slows the ticking screams of time
and there
shadows awaken his soul’s dark remnants, of before

These malevolent madnessess of poetic strangulations
bring a curse upon him
and so he succumbs to the shadows of doubt
and the nakedness of fear

This peace in the darkness
this certain kind of, hope
drips to create patterns on the cold dark of his mind
where the monsters live
and where these creatures are screaming, deep within

and so dear friends
the wind is blowing beyond the window
bringing with it, remnants of tomorrow
where time is catching up with his pen
and where the mirror, reflects the candle flame’s

end

Love’s trusting peace

How the sun gives birth to shadow
How the stars give birth to night
How the trees give birth to beauty
and this soul gives birth to life

The jigsaw path within the forest
is there created by both light and shadow
See how beautiful are the leaves
as their autumn shades of death and rebirth fall
to begin a new picture of life’s journey
as the trees reach up towards the stars of love’s trusting peace

Oh how this life is so easily birthed
Oh how it fights to breathe
Oh how the shadows from the sun
embrace this thing within …

… my eternal dying flame

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