Freeing the body Is to move without fear Freeing the mind Is to move beyond doubts Freeing the heart Is to hope beyond despair Freeing the spirit Is to sense the light in every now Freeing the soul Is to align to the purpose of being. To find the flow To free up space within Is to let go resentment Of trials and errors Of judgements and assumptions Freeing your breath Is to sense life dance In this now.
Imagining peace Soothing the spirit Calming the senses A river of joy flows through In the sweet sounds of music Memories of many melodious moments Fleeting by in the harmony of the flow…
Unlike many, We are alive to see the sun, hale n healthy. What more reason is needed to celebrate.
Let the bitterness of the past Dissolve in the darkness of the night. Like a new dawn, new beginnings, new hopes, new effort to make it a day with positivities and possibilities.
Step forward, With grit and gratitude.
Each moment is special . Miracles can happen in any moment.
The paper is where it is On it the pen moves Driven by the hand The fingers of writer Holding the pen Waltzing on paper Shaping thoughts In a flow all its own. And the soul & spirit Of the writer imprints For eternity…
Here is what I imagined in the dance of these words…
When Love is Destiny
Emerging in eternal time Destiny twinkles on stardust Garnering connections of hearts Voyaging free in the spirit of freedom. Gathering abundance in the depth of love.
My friend Destiny highlighted a comment of mine on her comment on my yesterdays post Sensing
It felt as if we exchanged a moment of poignant connection that jumped time. For in that one moment words touched heartsfields. where feelings are relatable. In empathy or synchrony…
It is certainly not something new, for it is something we all undergo as writers and readers. A connection, through mere words but that which feels you know… the spirit, and soul of the hand that pens the verses or the heart that emotes in the reading.
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