I strive to vanquish transparent
colors staining your true essence.
Your mood is false skewed, running loose,
and our known love is fiction trapped.
My heart insists you must come back.
I wish to leave you, or stay you,
slaying themes you now live each day.
Love now holds my loud, silent scream.
Within the dark, before the day,
A golden spark will find its way;
Not borrowed light, nor fleeting flame,
But one with which the sun’s the same.
It warms the marrow, stirs the soul,
It makes the broken pieces whole;
Through weary hours, through every start,
It dwells within our beating heart.
When shadows press, it will not fade,
It stands where deepest love is laid;
For just as morning crowns the sky,
It rises here, and so do I.
We burn not just to see, but give,
To make the colder world live;
This flame, unchanged, will never part
The sun itself
Dwells in our heart.
(Line of inquiry: “the essence in us is the same as the essence of the sun”)
Sunrays warm my blushed cheeks--
calmness of daybreak dream's sweet adieu,
daylight spills through the meadow,
raising closed buds into bloom.
There, in sereneness before the world wakes,
the golden light whispers with gentle grace,
not just light, but presence—
ancient, not in sight yet felt,
it speaks not in words but in warmth.
There is no outcast, no distant star.
only brightened the wanderer's path,
This is the dweller of our heart.
Shining through flesh and fragile thought.
I remember when I listened:
I know my heart is not in flames,
But forged in stillness.
I'm not broken,
I'm not alone.
Born among stars, for a star, too, am I
A scion of the Earth and the star-filled sky
Helios, my name, called by ancient ones
Stardust clings as I am now among suns
My essence is of sea waves at high tide
or, as they gently kiss shore, then collide
The hills share portions of the mystery
as they often bend down and kiss the sea
The wind whispers as it calls my real name
It scatters ice crystals where snow lays claim
The gardens of flowers, fruits and leafed trees
Mix with scent of honey, carried by bees
I know night and day under lilac skies
Dawn to Sunset I am Time as it flies
All are my essence, born of older time
I am dweller in human heart divine
Teach them how to discern and learn,
Don’t leave them helpless to crash and burn.
Teaching them just content, they learn it your way.
Teach them the process of learning today,
You give them a lifetime of learning every day.
playful progeny of my creativity
the product of my muse ~
I gave it my all
AP: 1st place 2025, Honorable Mention 2025
SOFTLY FALL INTO THE MOMENT WITHOUT A CARE
BE IT IN YESTERDAY'S GREAT SORROW
OR TOMORROW'S MUCH NEEDED LAUGHTER
EACH HOUR YOU LIVE TODAY WILL BRING YOU CLOSER
TO THE BREATH... FOR YOU ARE THE ESSENCE OF YOUR
SOUL'S INTENT !
COME HOME TO THE DAWN DEAR SOUL,
BE AS BRAVE AS THE EAGLE THAT FLIES IN THE SKY,
WITHOUT A SINGLE BACKWARD GLANCE !
RETURN TO THE ESSENCE OF WHO YOU TRULY ARE
AND EMBRACE THE GOOD THAT IS REFLECTED IN YOU
JUST LIKE EVERY BIRD WHO FINDS SHELTER DURING RAIN
FOLD YOUR WINGS NEATLY AND ERASE EVERY SEAM
YOU TOO CAN PLEAT YOUR LOVING HEART AND REST,
BENEATH THE WONDERS OF THIS BEAUTIUL WORLD !
SINK SOFTLY INSIDE THIS MOMENT,
FEEL THE ESSENCE OF WHO YOU TRULY ARE,
A PRECIOUS SOUL HAVING A MIRACULOUS EXPERIENCE,
HERE AND NOW !
NAMASTE
OF THE ESSENCE OF LIFE AND LOVE
(Apropos Of 37 Years Of Onderful Onement Oneness)
The essence of you, is sweet life and love;
My dear angel sent from heaven above:-
Whenever I find myself with you,
It seems there is nothing I cannot do:-
Yes, your essence is sweet life and love;
My dear angel sent from heaven above:-
The light you bring into my life,
Dispels all gloom and strife:-
You promised to leave me never;
And I, to love you now, and forever:-
Hey angel, you mean the world to me:
And I shall love you throughout eternity:
For you are the essence
Of my life and supreme love
My blessed angel
Gifted to me by God above:-
The essence of life
Once one leaves
Is not worldly possessions
Nor wealth achieved
It is the life’s that were touched
Along the way
Love given and received
In hearts that will stay
Special memories created
Remain in hearts and mind
To comfort and console
The ones left behind
Author Dana Redricks
July 7, 2025
Many use the word love, but do they really know what it means? Love is eternal and never does it ever go away. True love is here to stay. True love is the essence of God Yahweh.
Love is grateful, and delightful. Love is listening, and trying to be understanding. Love is speaking up in a word that is so corrupt.
Loving is giving, and true love is forgiving. Love is thriving and doing the best you can. It's comforting and never demanding.
Love is love and never does change. When I say I love you that's exactly what I mean. No strings attached. I love you for you. My love for you is pure and true.
True love is helping a friend when they feel blue. True love remains faithful and true. Most importantly love is free.
Bereft of attributes, Self is living light,
which is our true being, shaped as God Himself,
in a realm outside space-time, where we shine bright
and so recognising this as our true Self,
we weave our way through life in drunken delight,
knowing what’s impulsed will unfold by itself.
God dwells in the Self and Self dwells in the heart,
which is why illumined living is an art.
The arrival of his departure
(A numb and cruel upheaval starter)
was an emotional core rupture;
a visual goodbye to my father.
I saw his final, last inhale
that would never flow to release.
I saw his life light fade to pale
before leaving to forever peace.
In time, I joyously came to know
his essence was such a strong force,
he could bend love air to a flowing echo
and sound it when I needed him most.
I feel sure my father's echo has limits.
Souls exist in spirit realms, so echo assists
must be supremely granted gifts.
At times I feel soak in the depths his visit.
Joy reveals
the essence
of our being
M-ay
A-nother
L-ine
I-n
N-ame
D-elightfully
A-dvance
M-eaning
O-f
Y-our
A-ura
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Monocrostic (Birthday of Ma Linda Moya)
mystical essence
spring has a spirit presence ...
lost on logic mush
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