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Our lives will have their share of joy and happiness
with a sprinkling of sorrow and pain
They will see their share of sunshine.
They will see their share of rain.
At times we will find ourselves in the midst of a joy…
like we’ve never felt before…
when all of a sudden sorrow
comes knocking on our door.
At times we will find ourselves consumed with sorrow…
wondering if it will ever end
and suddenly find joy waiting for us
just around the bend.
Knowing life can change in an instant…
No matter what we plan…
We try to remember to enjoy the joy
every moment that we can.
And when sorrow is a visitor
We try never to lose sight…
how her shadows will eventually fade
In the joyfulness of light.
Knowing life is unpredictable
always changing
and has no guarantees
we close our eyes
we fold our hands
and we get down on our knees.
We pray that fate or destiny
or the universe will be kind…
that when sorrow enters our life…
joy is never far behind.
Referring to something beneath of all else,
the subtle hidden divine unity dwells.
The effect of something without explicit in itself,
laws of nature in non entities by herself.
Grounded beneath quantum underlying reality,
making the multiverse individuality explanatory.
Mathematic formulation in that frame are non deterministic,
leaving always the universe in state of mystic.
Theories are just thoughts spinning per individuality,
for the observer is the observed reality.
Meaning that the outcome by any measure is uncertainty,
only giving probabilities with determinism observable quantities.
Hidden reality beneath quantum mechanics is fundamental,
implicating order in dualism of mind and matter very gentle.
Folding and unfolding times in variable spectrums,
involutions towards matter intentions.
Non physical mental phenomena in respect,
intuitions throughout the living force detect.
Life in time and its death division,
separation is the separate and not a decision.
Time and space are the mental refurbishes,
carbon under pressure to diamond accomplishes.
"What great dimension of the great beyond
makes Earth a microscopic vagabond?"
by_Poet
Of all the wonders I can think about
besides our Earth- and baffles me the most-
the Universe, which hides our sphere without
me zooming in to find Earth at its post.
So insignificant- Earth spins in space
deemed Milky Way, and barely seen at all;
so hard to grasp, this complex world I face
is dwarfed inside the realm of cosmic sprawl.
Upon this Earth, a universe alone-
are mystic wonders on a smaller scale;
to look beyond into the vast unknown,
this minute Earth dissolves in small detail.
The Universe consists of many gems-
each one, a wonder from a wonder, stems.
April 15, 2023
~1st Place~
Writing Challenge - 'U' Words
Sponsor: Constance La France
Word Chosen: No 7 – Universe
Judged: 04/18/2023
RZ HMS
I have often thought
Why did God create the universe?
Surely not simply to be adored,
for what do I want of my own
Children?~ no need to worship me,
just go out and be good citizens
of the world, and if anything, have
more, and do greater things than I --
Then I realized, God is all Love. Love
that is Love. “I Am” – But love always
needs an object and referent. One needs
something else if to love. Whether external
or internal (both substance-realities) –
One cannot love without a reference independent
of one's self. God created us, for need to love
another. The only way He could be, Self-fulfilled.
"Let us create man in our image..."
A singular and cooperative all in One.
Straight line is a curve
We strike two nails to
bury
themselves in the wood.
We tie a thread around
each
and form a tight string
between them, our basis
for making a
straightedge
and we make a casting
machine for other things
to emulate its linearity.
But there is no such thing
as straight line
for it extends indefinitely
and is bent by cosmic
forces,
and it is an arc of a circle
whose radius is as long as
the radius of the universe
(if it is a sphere).
The mold makes it easier
to create newer things
and results to
tremendous
productivity that
threatens
our nature.
The original Creator shall
come to destroy the
mold,
and we will no longer be
able to cast our
intelligent
foolishness.
The line will become a
random curve.
Chauvinistic men
with a false sense of pride
drum their chests
repeatedly like a gorilla
standing upright
arrogantly
proclaiming themselves
the kings of the universe
bragging to anyone
who would listen
how men run the world
and hold it up like Atlas.
They sure love to boast.
They'd boast about
anything under the sun:
how fast they can run,
the command
of their voice,
how many pounds of iron
they can pump;
all the while
marginalizing,
underestimating,
and insulting women;
putting them in boxes.
They believe that women
belong in the kitchen.
That they can't do
all the things that men can;
gloating how they can
piss while standing
and women can't.
But who gave birth
To these ersatz men?
Who potty-trained them?
Exactly!
Date written: 07/19/2020
In the universe that only I know, stellar moments weave themselves,
Lost in space, beyond time and essence, like crystal dreams,
Planets turn, stars shine in the cosmic silence,
Just like my heart beating rhythmically under the sapphire blue sky.
Sapphire dreams and violet desires, under the fabric of a starry sky,
In the Milky Way, the light of breath gently blows,
Like the desert wind on an endless wild summer day,
I soar higher than eagles, venturing straight into the galaxy.
I hear the echoes of silence resounding and I smile, for in this paradise,
Only angels seem to exist, dancing on the keys of a silent piano,
I slowly sip ruby-red wine, the April moments of life,
And when December comes, I will float through the universe like a wondrous snowflake.
Falling, falling, falling into His eternal love and grace,
Silence kisses me and suddenly I become more than my years,
Less than the stars and the moon that watch the eternal spectacle,
I wait in the ether of my being, love grows and flows through my veins,
No one knows, only I, only I know this secret universe,
Where paradoxes intertwine like fireflies in the deep night,
And in this profound silence, I become part of a whole,
Less than the stars, but more than the ephemeral moment.
Clarity and Truth are important to us all.
Trust your Intuition.
You know the answer.
Don't doubt yourself.
I've had repeated messages about this recently. So, I completely understand this experience.
We need to Trust. Believe. Let go.
Believe in your Soul
By Michelle Morris
26/03/2025
When you seek Clarity and Truth
You might think it's being elusive
But you know the answers
Your Soul whispers softly to you
All you need to do is be still
Be silent and go within
You are your own guru and muse
You don't need other voices to chime in
Trust your Intuition
You know, you know, you know
Forget about indecision
Let it go, let it go, let it go
Believe in yourself
Believe in your Soul
Believe in your Miracles
Believe in your wholeness
God and His Angels have your back
The Universe is creating for you every day
The Sun and the Moon smile when they see you
Find the Joy and Fun through Life's Maze
You are more Powerful than you realise
And Anything is Possible
You're created to experience Love and Light
Blessings that are unstoppable
So, find that Peace and Quiet
Find that Harmony within
Allow your Soul to Guide you
Ignite your Spark of Divinity
© Michelle Morris, 2025
Pheromones divine, arise from within
Our presence is aware of each nuance
Soma nectar dew glistens on our skin
Endlessly replays, this beauteous dance
Vaporised self assigns no preference
To magnetic attribute manifest
Each love hue is imbibed with reverence
As heart delights, flowing through trough and crest
Space flickers, revealing void luminous
Expanded form contains the universe
Magical grace influx, polyphonous
An epiphany we cannot rehearse
Our body prism refracts God’s soft white light
Rainbow in full view, nurtures soul’s delight
11-March-2022
On plains where dreams stretch like silk in the moonlight,
Beyond branches weaving tales in the silver of the cold night,
A mysterious path opens, like a gateway to unknown worlds,
And upon it, memories dance like butterflies in the starlight.
Beneath the earth's crust, hearts beat to the rhythm of a forgotten dream,
At the edge of an enchanted well, where time seems suspended,
Ancestral spirits await us with stories from other realms,
And your hand, illuminated by constellations, guides me through the labyrinth of night.
In this dreamlike world, the echo of forgetfulness sings an ancient song,
Disturbing the harmony between dream and reality, between sky and earth.
At my bedside, dreams gather, forming a bridge to infinity,
And he who loses himself in his own dream finds himself in the heart of the universe.
In this kingdom of sleep, where stars weave their destinies,
Our shadows merge in a waltz of eternity,
And even if our steps are lost in the depths of night,
Our hearts will remain united in a never-ending dream.