The natural hybrid; a sign of both joy and despair.
YEARNING
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Upon the cliffs she stands,
whispers of salt and time
curling around her.
Below, the sea murmurs,
the burdens of yesterday
swept away by foamy tides.
The gulls cry out, a chorus of freedom.
She stretches her arms wide,
inviting the winds of change.
Here upon the edge, she continues standing
a seeker in the twilight,
yearning for answers within.
Upon this precipice, she surrenders
becoming one with life’s ebb and flow,
finding freedom in the depths of the unknown.
Light seems brightest when seen in the darkest dark.
Yet darkness can be all but eliminated by the brightness of light.
When in a balanced contrast, each is often seen clearer.
Although their differences when compared are quite stark,
Both darkness and light have the potential to provide great insight.
Each has qualities that can make things seem dearer.
Once while meditating on a bench in the park,
I had a sensation of my soul taking flight.
Wisdom and Truth suddenly seem nearer.
Through space and time, I flew like a lark.
I tried to remain there with all my might.
Guided by the light, I wasn’t the steerer.
From darkness or light, the Truth we’ll still see.
Truth is at home inside both you and me.
Guiding us through life to our destiny.
Should a man dare to look within?
Search secret places of hidden sin?
The lack of which could be exhilarating,
But those long loss, debilitating.
Even those revealed can be a gift,
Confession, forgiveness, they could give a lift.
Or an insight into his authenticity,
Could open his eyes that he might see.
Through the illusion, that’s led him astray,
Guiding him back to his intended way.
Leading to personal responsibility,
Helping him become all he can be.
All men have sinned, falling short of perfection,
Often frustrated by their illusionary perception.
Riding a beam of universal light.
The heavens are luminous, every night.
Interpreted through fear a blinding bright,
Filtered through Love it provides great insight.
Is it better to give, than to receive?
First try it, then tell me what you believe.
Be honest with others, never deceive,
A life worth living, you’ll surely achieve.
R-ays
A-rise
Q-uietly
U-nder
E-vening’s
L-ull,
P-romising
E-ternal
Ñ-otions
A-bout
M-eaning,
A-s
N-ight
T-hinks
E-ndlessly.
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Monocrostic (Birthday of Raquel Peñamante)
R-eason
I-n
Z-eal
Z-one
A-lways
L-ets
Y-our
N-euron
Q-uietly
U-nderstand
I-ntuitive
N-otion's
I-nner
T-houghts
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Monocrostic (Birthday of Rizzalyn Quinit)
Day as fine
As the girl I spot.
How beautiful she looks, I thought.
What is so great? i ask.
Is it her skin?
Or the contour of her face?
The outfit?
Nah. Something deep, I realise.
Is it
Her intangible passion For reading, that's burning Brighter And brighter?
Or The glossy images of pages
Perched on her sparkly eyes,
Holding millions of stories
Etching all deets
In her young mind?
Birthing perceptions. Insights.
And changing opinions.?
Or how invested she was
To not acknowledge the world around?
May be that's what
Is so beautiful about beauty?
I feel it
but not see it or specify?
A picture is what it was Of self in the past.
M-ind's
I-magined
C-reativity
H-as
E-levated
L-iterary
L-ines
E-ffectively,
A-s
N-ew
G-eneration
E-mbraces
L-imitless
I-deas
R-egarding
A-ll
S-ubjects
C-ommented
O-nline
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Monocrostic (Birthday of Michelle Angeli E. Rasco)
In natured wording,
In what season can you say,
“Never say never?!”
It’s said, “God never leaves us!”
Never will this not be?!
Never ever stop
Fighting for liberation;
No, never ever:-
Such audacious wordplay;
Saying, “Never say never.”
Cool to have faith,
Limitless, sweet is our prayer
Insight-- blessed by the best.
Take one demigod from the melting pot
Give it a Mega-phone (the louder the better)
Mix in a heavy dose of Fox News, make it a bit overbearing
In a separate pot,
mix 70 million evangelicals
2 or 3 million fanatics -depending on your tolerance
Season with lies and fear
Add holy water, a couple of cases of Budweiser and demigod mixture
But first clip a piece of ear and discard
sit in the sun until it boils- stirring occasionally
Like a Wind.
Bon Voyage,Love to grasp.
In return happiness I find.
Like a Regal Aura of Current.
From place to place,Slowly and Gently.
Only to Find a Land to Rent.
I hope for Love.
Better days ahead.
Peace so Priceless like a Dove.
Written by: ESV.TIMIPRE BRIFINI.
It is stored resources that are not used
It is money that is being utilized daily
Not seen by the naked eye
It is investments that are growing
It is wealth that is being created
Ignored by the world
Move over,
As pennies fall into a pocket
And the counting has started
May you see it
As the wealth grows into a secluded area
And the interest has been a secret
May you know it
Stay there,
It is stored tools that are not utilized
It is monetary values that are used daily
Not recognized by the assessor
It is assets that are created
It is land that is being matured
Ignored by the owner
Move in.
They surmise
As they try
To visualise
My disguise
Who am I?
Just a Guy?
Questions with sighs
Knowledge insight
Shall I lie?
Truth I hide
Play with mind
If I like
Look inside
Through my eyes
Can you find
My light
Ignite
Bright
Sight
Tonight
I am just I
That little fly
Iritating demise
As I fly by
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