An engraved smile
lodges in the greenish
heart of daisy.
.Violet butterfly hugs
a mazy, intrepid
pathway.
The insightful,meek
Light exceeds the
hill fearlessly,
unflinchingly
His sacrifice a source
of lasting,eternal
Love
to humanity
In the realm of
sorrowfulness,
we see the gemmed,
sooth pond.
It’s always the least expected
That spectacularly exceeds expectation
Which come to think of it
Isn’t then a high bar to reach!
Life is always simply what it is
But we lose touch
Hidden under layers of mud
Or veils of our own choosing
Like clouds in an open sky.
But Sun is always there, regardless
It’s the one constant.
And when it breaks through
And warms us or lights the way
Plays with rainbows
Or just holds us firmly in embrace
Then we know our place in the world
Without doubt, without thought,
Until we lose it once again.
(9/3/26)
—Ours, Beyond Sight—
If this be sin, then let me dwell therein,
a little longer, folded in thy breath;
Let no world's eye adjudge where we begin,
nor drag our hidden sacrament to death.
Come, wrap me as the wind enfolds the rose,
whose fragrance deepens where no witness breathes;
Till our two shadows mingle, and none knows
which of us first surrendered what sight sees.
Yet when the world commands that love be seen,
I shall not yield our silence to its sight;
For what we are exceeds what we have been
made visible beneath another's light.
Let others prove their loves by what they show;
We are the truth no witness can bestow.
As high as heav’n, from whence Christ came,
to bear for us a cross of shame.
A love so high, it strains the mind
for it exceeds the earthly kind.
God’s love moved Christ to come to earth
and experience a human birth.
A love so deep, it makes us weep,
when we wake up, from our soul sleep.
God’s love for us, it is so long
It suffers long, remaining strong.
Why does such hate of God exist?
who did much good while in our midst.
God’s love is wide, embracing all
His sinful creatures of the fall.
His grieving heart, like Rachel’s bawl,
Relent from hate, and heed His call.
As each grain of sand trickles down,
And more grains gather,
We draw closer to twilight,
Journeying toward the final door.
Our days are counted by the descent of the sand,
Our existence is measured by its accumulation.
A higher mound lifts us the ladder,
A mystery that often makes us ponder.
Trapped by time,
We shine and gradually fade.
We are called by the morning and journey into the night,
The glass is turned over, revealing elsewhere.
The hourglass resides in the chambers of the universe,
Manipulated by the Eternal Unseen.
Its mysteries unlock a profound door,
A depth that exceeds comprehension.
June 15, 2026.
Line of inquiry:
"this form of dust is by God energised
wherein we are living light housed within
how may this truth be realised
show us oh monk, how to begin" Unseeking Seeker
This pathless path I’ve walked on for so long.
Some inkling do I have of where I’m going,
but is my little knowing right or wrong?
And on this path I’m on, have I been growing?
Uncertainties have plagued me on my way.
I’ve had to change my course a time or two.
The “way” is straight, at least I’ve heard them say,
but I’ve found curves. Please tell me what to do,
and will you show me, Monk, how to begin?
Your wisdom far exceeds that of my own.
I’m dust, you say, with God’s light housed within.
I want God’s light upon my pathway shone.
I think I know life’s meaning. Help me find
the clarity that clears all clouds from mind.
There is a pain within the soul
that far exceeds the body's pain.
An ache no mortal can console
except by love’s return again.
When love and all its warmth depart,
how chill and dark the vacancy,
how pitiful the trampled heart,
how empty the unloved can be.
My love is caramelized evening air,
Honeyed dawn steeped in fragrant tea,
A richness that leaves the tongue tingling,
Burnt sugar.
My love is the scent of dust rising after rain,
The falling mist and parched soil thirsting,
Tall and lean, like stalks of sugar cane,
Rain breathing.
Minted east winds shove the clouds,
Though her hands are cold as thawing frost,
She exceeds what hyperbole allows,
Blue wind rising.
I gild her with honeyed clouds and air,
She laughs – ‘Good sir, I’m merely standing there.’
Spectacular is the planet Saturn.
Second largest planet in Solar group
holding extensive gorgeous ring-pattern.
Rocky icy ringlets form hula hoop.
Ring system is to lose ice particles.
to ring - rain constant and continuous.
Stunning ring will be gone, not miracle
within million of years , oblivious.
The gas giant holds no solid surface.
Mostly are helium and hydrogen
Buttery yellowish brown, more or less.
Atmosphere is enriched by nitrogen.
In dense atmosphere , runs strong wind-power :
Hexagon typed storm at North Pole : alive.
Saturn day is less than eleven hours.
Year exceeds twenty -nine years : Do believe.
Ninety five times more massive than the Earth
In water could float, extreme light Saturn.
Two hundred seventy four Moons took birth.
With hydrogen lakes, biggest is Titan.
neptune,
an ice giant
with no solid surface;
eighth and last in Solar System.
the windiest with supersonic winds
that far exceeds the speed of sound.
planet with sixteen moons;
blue in color...
neptune
,
Here The Accident
Nature Bore Wonder
To Animal Passion...
Now Exceeds It's
Possibilities To An
Disspassionate
Artificial Soul...
*Isn't-Doesn’t Divinity?*
*Of Course It Has!*
Blessed The Nature
Of Unspeakable
Beauty...
There Insulted:
In Instinctive Art.
-Gray Squirrel
03-15-2026
What exceeds our finest?
The humbled Master's love!
His neglected purple,
linking earth to above,
became such scarlet threads.
The desire to be loved? No
I have a desire to be the one loving
I dont care about how much i recieve
I want to give and give and give
Until the well runs dry but
Knowing me, I’ll find a way to give more
I wanna pry into your head and
Get into your brain and see what it stores
Although i only go in if you let me
I wont force my way in
I want you yourself to let me see you
The unfiltered you the real you
The side you don't show any others
Flaws and all i wanna see it all
Every last bit what you shown me so far
Has me looking for more of you
Because i have this need to see all of you
It exceeds the bounds of being a want
I’ll give you all the love in the world
Without expecting any back because i have a gift and a talent
The gift of being able to see the best in you yet it's a curse that it's all I see in you.
Soft approach abide,
exceeds a mother's love,
then mighty fall.
With utter disbelief,
fallen flowers with scents
dry up unmatched.
What to do?
What to say?
Expect what?
Wails constantly
A man, can't deny
Equally push on,
Maybe, the option
Likely, only option
Which answer?
Souls barriers bar,
Contention count rarely,
A son, minding rectify
Were eulogy, owed loan
Patchy, see pattern
Worthy, seen pattern.
©MosCos Says
Power exceeds nothing but the man
Taste of success achievement brings desires want
What feeds soul it's hunger thirst
For survival, worldly possession does not bring life
A mere illusion of hopes happiness
Only when man is himself you find truth
When one is kind, they find heart
Anger, drama's stress to cope realities beatings
A emotional state much like love
Power of ego feed by influence mind
What is one's quality if not fought in belief
Where one stand if ripped his dignity
Except beneath the feet they beg to be
Is color hatred as it is us ourselves
Unpurified nature of mankind since dawn time
Is one better than another except he be different
Same breath we bleed to rectify our actions
Our journey similar; with different steps
Are we running just accept things are
Given up concept to existence we fall
Freedoms drink, our thirst isn't oneself
But soul which gives us life we breathe
Wealth, appreciating your blessings, could be worse
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