May 22
When you want to leave but God keeps showing up for you 🥺🫶🏾
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When you want to leave but God keeps showing up for you 🥺🫶🏾
The grace of aging has been gracing me with it's presence lately; I have finally put aside the number and basking in the joy of experiencing more that the more days I'm granted with has to offer.
It's not being 'at' the mercy of the divine. That denotes a cruel slip on the cliff edge, a titanium wall, a crack of the desert snaking through your bones... No it's being with the mercy of the divine, The waterfall in your blood, The all meant to be, The infinitely beautiful Design of rain and silence That once was, And still is, your heart beat... #fate #willofeternity #sacredthoughts #compassion #dharmapath #chooselove #becoming #poetryofig❤ #poetryasmedicine #poeteyofthesoul #poemoftheheart #poetryoftheuniverse #mercy #consciousness #beingyourself #poemsofinstagram❤️❤️ #poemsofinsta #poemsdaily #poemsoftheday #melbournepoetry #melbspokenword (at Ferntree Gully, Victoria) https://www.instagram.com/p/CUcl7H3F88V/?utm_medium=tumblr
To know of the veil, When the iris is streaking as the sky, As the wall dawn, The cinema screen sunset canvas. As land mass of the scream, of passions vapour and Silence seething In the library cloud. Of tastes, night owl vigil and kookaburra vigil, Of Lightspeed. Of Lightspeed. Of lightneed to enter. To know of the tao veil When all is the iris. Just beforeness. Iris all horizons. Slips of split horizons, Of the earth spin To be felt bone deep, A future into our dark circles Obscured by dust. Us, whole cities of blurring awareness Until constellations intent, 8 billion futures dialating The lessons of poetry... The wall-less Manifest. How we are to fold The contours, Find age rings paper with its many pen holes of us. To let the one godlight through it. To further it, fold it to face Our following gift Of life tree forest breeze. Around to trace and place A glance or a knowing deathbed half hour gaze, The love of everything. Love as we are. Exactly, A signature Writing eternity to full fruition, A double Intuition A light note of love, The reading too. The full form of all our letters as Atoms lullaby; As ethers dreaming; A deep seed for the womb Of the end, Enlightenment That means Everyone... #irisofthegoddess #intothewild #becoming #sacredthoughts #insight #sensate #sens8 #giftoflife #poetryofearth #seeing #eternallove #poetryoftime #believeinyourself #loveoftheuniverse #foldingthefuture #beingnow #seeingtheworld #twinflames #iseeyou #loveofpoetry #loveofmylife #loveis #agift #melbournepoetry #melbspokenword (at Ferntree Gully, Victoria) https://www.instagram.com/p/CQQEmjvtD1o/?utm_medium=tumblr
#latenightvibes #softflow #theunapologeticproject #getcloser #sacredthoughts
#Prayers for #Oshun, Prayers for #Water... I call in more #SelfLove, more #SacredService, more #SacredThoughts, more #Love, more #Peace, more #Joy... More #Gratitude, more #Honor, more recognizing and giving #offerings to our our #Ancestors, more #Respect for the #Elements.... More #Humility for EVERYTHING. #ThisIPray #Ase #Aho #LetItBeSo #SacredSpace #Alter