Each of us create Circles of being
As our life changes
We create new circles in living
We are constantly recreating
The interpolation of circles
Every circle interconnects
Somewhere somehow.
In these circles of being
Is a sense of community
Creating camaraderie
Creating the ease of flow
Creating confusion and chaos
Of life lived along the edges
Of life lived protected in the core,
Of lives transacted in the transitions
Of lives lost and gained.
Let us know the strength of the circle
Let us respect its flow in the flexibility
We are, but dots in these circles of being
Every dot matters & completes the circle
And can begin a new circle of being.
Savvy
Check out this amazing idea by a woman using the strength of the circles for providing a basic human need for the homeless.
Far and near…
A matter of taking a forward step
On facing your fears
What seems fearful from far
Becomes surmountable in a dare.
What appears difficult from far
Becomes easy as you go nearer.
Every step to face the obstacles
Can help overcome the challenges
Make sure to move
For then the steps taken
Is a progress from where you were
What’s surrmounted, closes the gap
Between what’s far and near
Truly a matter of movements
Take a step make a move!
How much are we what we write about
Our thoughts are simply quite complex
Sometimes we are a bundle of contradictions
We may begin to write on a whim
As fancy may catch us sometimes
But we are steered by the thoughts that we think
Sometimes remembered reflections
Sometimes in propulsion of passions
Sometimes aimless fired by default
Sometimes in self awareness
Combining experiences in the life and living.
Within set standards in conformity or in whimsical sentimentality
Where is the turning point?
Where we assemble our thoughts
Amidst the jumble of arising waves
What distinguishes our thoughts
That flow from us in words
To arrange itself in this self arranging life.
In our fractality there is fragility
As much as rigourousness of rigidity
Raising righteousness in morality
Of conscientiousness in the wake of integrity.
And there is no denying the dedication
In single minded focus
In pursuing a thought home
Manifesting through words
Conveyed with a purpose.
In feelings and factuality
Peeling through the layers
There is much of us in what we write
And yet so much a figment of pure imagination
The words may carry our thoughts
But take on a form of their own…
Shaping up as stories
Letting there be a mystery
For all to read and fathom
Of how much is true
And what is fictional?🙂
Savvy
Like a pen striking words on a paper
The first draft there is much to write
But in the second there is discipline
As words are omitted to drive the point.
In the ensuing edits
There is order and structure
Helping matter get the message
In the conveyance of the creativity.
Like in art so in life
The dance goes on
Sometimes making a point
At times lost in translations.
The mood and setting may change
The course of improvisations
Sometimes blatantly
At times in all subtlety.
In depths of consciousness awareness
Arrive valuable insights
On spacing or styling
On perfecting the portraying
On emotions conveyed
On composition and construction
On overall content
Until the points are perfected
To express openly
Relentless as is our thoughts
Such is way of the words
Our imagination is infinite
All pervasive and expansive
And in all that’s said and done
There is much left unsaid
And yet while the words flow on
The dance goes on…
