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Infinite Possibility

white-room
(photo credit: katherinedutiel.com)
I awaken to a world of white.
Enveloped in a blank expanse.

A virgin future stares untouched before me.
A spotless past lay behind me,
no hint of transgressions of my ancestors visible.
No trace of the path I have taken to get here
can be seen.

I am
where there is no beginning and no end.
I am.

Energy hovers and buzzes around me
like hummingbirds darting for nectar
amid the hearts of flowers.
I am
lifted
in this weightless, buoyant atmosphere.

Crisp innocence,
raw purity,
emanate from within this vast whiteness.

An undefined fresh start,
full of contained excitement,
moves slowly through pearly air.

A helium balloon of potential drifts lazily,
waits for its attached strings to be caught
and creativity ignited.
A stark canvas
awaits the first stroke of freedom.

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The second half of my life will be ice breaking up on the river, rain soaking the fields

David Kanigan posted this a number of days ago. It really resonated with me and I cannot stop thinking about it so I thought I would share it so others could be left mulling over these awesome thoughts, too 🙂

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middle age,

The second half of my life will be black
to the white rind of the old and fading moon.
The second half of my life will be water
over the cracked floor of these desert years.
I will land on my feet this time,
knowing at least two languages and who
my friends are. I will dress for the
occasion, and my hair shall be
whatever color I please.
Everyone will go on celebrating the old
birthday, counting the years as usual,
but I will count myself new from this
inception, this imprint of my own desire.

The second half of my life will be swift,
past leaning fenceposts, a gravel shoulder,
asphalt tickets, the beckon of open road.
The second half of my life will be wide-eyed,
fingers shifting through fine sands,
arms loose at my sides, wandering feet.
There will be new dreams every night,
and the drapes…

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Majestic Mountains

Distant majestic mountains,
intimidating mass of rocks.
Go around or journey over?

A menacing challenge.
A delightful pleasure.

Colorful meadow flowers,
scent of pine,
crisp air, tease the senses.
Brilliant light dances
across water and snow.
A gift of remote peace and tranquility.

They stand
witnessing people who come and go
scrambling,
climbing,
clinging
to their chipped but resolute rocky shoulders.

They stand
impassive to activity on their slopes,
people, smaller than ants, disappearing
in their crags and crevices.

They stand,
power contained deep within
may be
unleashed unexpectedly.

Beautiful sentinels
give glory with their presence.
Reminders that
sometimes
just being
is enough.

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Spread the Love Challenge

Dear Readers,
This is a departure from what I usually post.
I was tagged by Jessica Edouard,(thank-you!) https://wordpress.com/read/blog/id/74109810/
to write a post for the Spread The Love Challenge, which began Valentine’s Day.
The rules are thus: Write 10 four word sentences about love, share your favorite quote or poem filled with love, and then nominate 10 more bloggers to spread more love.
So here goes:

10 four word sentences about love:
(1) Love willingly accepts compromise.
(2) Sad souls love chocolate.
(3) Red hearts signal love.
(4) Beautiful sunsets seek love.
(5) Puppy-dog tails wag love.
(6) Welcoming smiles shine love.
(7) Love surrounds two together.
(8) Love bubbles with joy.
(9) Love’s gentle touch soothes.
(10) Love kisses skinned knees.

My current favorite love quote is:
“The way to love anything is to realize it might be lost.” – G.K. Chesterton

10 bloggers I nominate to Spread More Love:

*1* Everyday is a Blessing https://wordpress.com/read/blog/id/38200491/
*2* What Cheryl Said https://wordpress.com/read/blog/id/38428114/
*3* Pieces of Me https://wordpress.com/read/blog/id/59517533/
*4* Tea and Paper https://wordpress.com/read/blog/id/60201602/
*5* Rareity https://wordpress.com/read/blog/id/68482695/
*6* Radiating Blossom https://wordpress.com/read/blog/id/54413788/
*7* Healing Pilgrim https://wordpress.com/read/blog/id/10228322/
*8* Shawn L. Bird https://wordpress.com/read/blog/id/13467258/
*9* A True Outsider Writing https://wordpress.com/read/blog/id/81396529/
*10* Mishunderstood https://wordpress.com/read/blog/id/31354118/

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Pulse

The pulse of a building
illuminates an inky night sky.
Lightening fast flashes
burst bright across a starless backdrop.

An undecipherable Morse Code signal
beams up and down the height of a skyscraper.

Flashing, flashing, flashing

A cry for help?
Or a beautiful electric melody
strumming to the beat of the building’s core?

The energetic light display,
seemingly erratic pulsing,
takes on a pattern.
A distinctive style mesmerizes,
a pattern holds attention
anticipating what will happen next,
a pattern hypnotizes with it’s unusual splendor.

Surging electrical charges deemed dangerous
must be brought under control.
Pulsing lights defy static,
unblinking form of surrounding buildings.
The rampant, pulsing life
needs to be reigned in,
uniqueness sacrificed.

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Cupid

 

cupid

Cupid treads lightly
blending in among people.

No cherub cheeks and angel wings
for this god.

His slender build and youthful swagger,
emanate confidence.

Warned by Venus not to shoot his love arrows
indiscriminately,
his pride insists on moderation.

Teens are seen holding hands,
eyeing each other.
Wrapped in flighty arms of youthful desire.

Couples rendezvous,
inflamed hearts oblivious to their surroundings.
He smiles knowingly.

He sees harried mothers toting hollering tots,
haggard fathers lugging heavy brief cases.

He scans politicians, preachers,
homeless, and actors.

Cupid continues his search.
Waiting for the perfect specimen to sting
with his magical love bite,
wanting to make
his mother proud.