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Life

Always

Where do you go

when you are locked away

inside yourself?

Don’t you know that you are lovely?

Don’t you know

your beautiful smile was made

to light up your day,

and mine?

Never forget,

sweet friend:

the sun rose for you, too.

Not just for the others.

Never forget:

you are perfectly

perfectly

perfect.

All ways.

Always.

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Poetry

The Kaleidoscope

I shall name humanity

‘the kaleidoscope’.

Each of us a colour.

All of us the shimmering view.

Yet, still,

despite the glorious, glimmering shine

of individuality,

we insist others dress

the colour ‘me’.

What for?

What will come of the view

if I live as ‘you‘?

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Life

What Matters Most

I’ve been loving the chance to melt into human stories again. And music. My goodness, how it feels to connect to that deeper place within and melt into the sweet symphony of another.

These past few months have seen me dipping in and out of the great creative loves of my life: writing and music. I can’t remember a time in my life when I was without them, and I’m so terribly glad for that. A soul merging with life itself. Surely that’s what creativity and self-expression are—at least, that is what they are to me.

I’m wondering why my soul has drawn me back to music so strongly at this time in my life. Why it’s chosen to show me the true effects music has on my body. Why it’s chosen to speak to me through the musical stories I tell and hear.

I don’t suppose it matters why or when.

I’m grateful to have found my whole heart again.

That’s what matters most to me.

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Poetry

Glorious Sun

Never become separate

from the raging, hungry depths

of you.

Sweet you.

Sweet, glorious sun.

Shine for a thousand tomorrows.

Shine for a thousand blazing days of you.

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Poetry

Tomorrow’s Sweet Sun

How sweet it is, dear life.

To choose better, without handing a cup of pain to another.

To know my worth and to ask equal to its value without hesitation: a true gift from the whirling, twirling invisible world of all.

I have a choice, is what life has shown me. To kindly and carefully choose a brighter day. To say thank you but no, this does not work for me.

To seek compromise fairly

or else

gracefully capture

tomorrow’s sweet sun.

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Poetry

A Beautiful Choice

Today.

What a beautiful choice.

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Inspiration

The Apple Tree Of Everything

This is the Apple Tree of Everything.

You may pick only one apple, today.

Hold it in your hand.

Look at it.

Really, look at this apple you have picked.

To say it is red is hardly enough.

There are black porous dots, scattered and bunched.

A deep red jacket of smooth and lumps— there is even a bruise.

This is your apple of the day.

Yours because you have picked it.

It is not perfect, but none of the apples on the tree are perfect.

For what is perfect when different is the only sameness the tree can offer.

This apple of yours is far from the ordinary you see.

And it is yours.

How completely beautiful.

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Poetry

The Pursuit Of A Beautiful Life

Failure is followed by trying again better.

And so I will never believe in failure.

I will only believe in the pursuit of a beautiful life.

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Poetry

Meant To Be

The great news is this.

If I am here,

there is nowhere else

I’m meant to be.

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Poetry

Don’t Ask Me

Please don’t ask me,

because I know you think

I know the answer.

We’re all looking for the answer

thinking someone else has it.

Some speak as though they know the answer.

That’s because they do.

They know their answer

but they don’t know mine

and they don’t know yours.

I suppose we’ll have to search

beneath the rubble of life

until we find it.

Then again,

perhaps each and every step of the journey

is the answer.

Perhaps we’ll never know for sure.