Where my heart lives there you are
Which means that you're not very far
Safe and sound inside my chest
You dwell within, you're not a guest
Sometimes my heart beats twice as fast
I think because back in the past
We met before we both were born
And at that time our love was sworn
I gave a piece of me to you
You promised you would say, I do
You gave a piece of you to me
I also promised willingly
Born separately we did our thing
I learned guitar, you learned to sing
And on we went until one day
Our two paths crossed along the way
We started playing on a team
And then I had a vivid dream
I said I loved you then and there
From somewhere music filled the air
And when I woke my outlook changed
My heart completely rearranged
I couldn't get you off my mind
That piece I gave right then did find
the dogs seemed confused
We had taken Sophie with us
She was their old queen
feisty, grouchy, throwing out edicts
where is she? They asked us with their dog eyes
What did you do with her? They accused us.
We were already hurting; Sophie’s stroke had taken the energy out of us.
My husband and I were quiet for several days, hurting separately.
Our dogs are not cattle here, they are family members.
the dogs searched for Sophie until they found her.
We both knew she was still here.
I sensed her on the bed.
The bed went down in the small of my back.
As it always had when she was here physically.
The difference is, now she is here in spirit.
Our dogs always sense her first.
Not your ordinary, average date,
a country ramble,
a stile a gate,
and here's the pitch,
“We won't go far, or stay up late.”
Now he and she sitting silently,
beside the flickering fire,
innocently she believes, camping separately
within tent, is where they will retire.
But his fuse was lit
when first they met,
longingly he knows and yet,
that's not what's on his mind,
nor what he really meant,
hoping she'll yield in the field,
he's bent on camping with intent.
Two friends among the distances
One is red and one is blue
Uniting despite the fights
The colors choose to fuse
Purple is a pretty color
It's the color we should be
Martin Luther didn't die
Rosa Parks didn't cry
For us to live separately
I love my neighbors, red and blue
Black, mixed and white
Men, women, other, too
I love whoever you are, too
To my friend among the distance
I'd like to thank you
For loving me just the same
For loving both red and blue
A man who thinks he’s king
Being elected is the thing
There is a Mighty deserving Heavenly King
Orange turning the White House as a personal castle
Executive orders like a treason
Confusing world doesn’t know the reason
Orange wants people to think his way
If you don’t follow his way, you separately estray
Decisions after decisions is a must listen
Verbal attacks after attacks
Having no fact
Reject comes with a Fail
Always telling a tail
A world only knows
It’s the oval office that shows
Everybody cooks at their own time and temperature.
Your journey is for you, mine, uniquely, for me.
We are not 'sameness-evolved' meant to be.
We all grow our spirits separately,
so, too, our emotions and philosophies.
Uniqueness serves our soul’s artistry.
Some of us are new souls, others advanced.
Earth-mingling our unique is not circumstance.
If manifesting divine potential were a tangible,
it would be a puzzle of pieces non-sequential.
When souls combine the 'know' their lives did grow,
various, glorious soul-twinkles will truth guide us.
We are same totally loved, differently etched.
Each of us, a spiritual beacon from His Kingdom,
may, in time, entwine to design a brand new Eden.
Green is green and must be that, but blue is none the worse for it.
A fact and a fallacy,
Our observable reality.
A space shared by so many,
Exploring and forming its identity.
Through thoughts from you and me,
Comparing, preparing collectively.
Inner worlds act reflectively,
Creating what you see.
Acting as the entity,
Carrying you to me.
To my destiny,
To the rest of me.
The best of me,
Who I truly see.
A symphony to the Galaxy,
One entity separately.
All creating energy,
Finding balance in harmony.
Disarming negativity,
With heightened sensitivity.
We start shifting collectively,
Perceptively.
Our Perspective equally,
On being the change We wish to see.
Living respectively,
Spreading positivity.
Reflecting a reality you wish to see,
Without labels or scarcity.
meeting during chaos and confusion
was a true catalyst for us both
divine time for the brief meeting
the feeling felt very familiar too
something strange was afoot
energy magnetic and strong
it was too short, but sweet
trauma bonding wouldn't be fair
working on ourselves separately
healing heart mind and soul
to move towards building better
so the next time will be for a long time,
miss you much!
An invisible Sea,
Sends ripples through Eternity.
Affecting all humanity.
Waves of Energy,
Emitting from Everybody.
One started with me.
It was easy,
I give it freely.
It doesn't cost any money.
It's Love Unconditionally,
Sent Intentionally,
Consciously.
Just so you could see,
The capability,
Of our capacity,
To Spiritually,
Heal Society,
When done in Unity.
These letters of Electricity,
My pebbles to the sea,
Of Connectivity.
I get all tingly,
Knowing we,
Belong to the same Tree.
We all hold the key,
It can't be done separately.
Let's change Reality.
Who would you truly be,
If you weren't looking for money.
Drop your pebbles to the Sea,
Share your loving energy,
With Everybody,
Consciously,
Intentionally,
Let's Explore Divinity.
Bound by constructs of the mind,
We use Time to define,
The current line, we're Riding.
Coinciding with Destiny.
A Journey, set by You and Me,
Before we could see,
To experience Reality,
Separately.
Spontaneously designed,
We are Unified.
We are all Tied,
By a Chord,
Heading toward Victory.
No more Trickery,
Let your Truth set you free.
Be who your creator,
Made you to be.
Perfectly planted seeds,
Bringing harmony,
Disarming hate.
It's never too late.
Embrace our fate,
Change your mental state,
Dictate your place,
As a Divine Being,
Using Time,
Traveling as Space,
Helping evolve our race.
Long ago a friendship was born of a ocean and brownie eyes. Ocean eyes started to have feelings for brownie eyes...but brownie hade it for olive eyes. Brownie eyes could talk about olive eyes for hour something who made ocean eyes jealous, jealous at a point of he wanted olive eyes to dissepear but he thought this wasn't enough.
He learn that olive eyes have allergies for neats and gives him a chocolate tart with neats in ..what ocean eyes didn't know is that olive could die if he ate to much ....and olive eyes did ate to much and died.
He run to brownie eyes in a rainy day and told her the truth shocked she said with tears in her eyes. " I won't report you to the police because you were my friends,but never come back to me again.." . Ocean eyes agreat and regrets of being jealous of olive eyes because something that he didn't know is that brownie eyes had started to have feelings for him..
But you may ask" What happened with the two eyes now"
...Well they both grow up separately with a sad feeling in there heart and never meet again
A fact and a fallacy,
Our observable reality.
A space shared by so many,
Exploring and forming its identity.
Through thoughts from you and me,
Comparing, preparing collectively.
Inner worlds act reflectively,
Creating what you see.
Acting as the entity,
Carrying you to me.
To my destiny,
To the rest of me.
The best of me,
Who I truly see.
A symphony to the Galaxy,
One entity separately.
All creating energy,
Finding balance in harmony.
Disarming negativity,
With heightened sensitivity.
We start shifting collectively,
Perceptively.
Our Perspective equally,
On being the change We wish to see.
Living respectively,
Spreading positivity.
Reflecting a reality you wish to see,
Without labels or scarcity.
I cannot fathom what having one personality would feel like
I am a Gemini, we have a plethora of personalities
A poem I write in the morning I do not recognize in the afternoon.
Who wrote that? I wonder.
Am I channeling angels, spirits or guides?
Who is throwing these ideas onto a page?
My fingers type them up, but I am not aware they are from me.
And yet they are from some part of me.
Do my missives and cartoons come from the same entity
Or are they tossed upon pages and canvases by many?
Is my writing muse also my drawing muse?
Are these personalities in my brain together or separately?
Or are they lingering in the cloud
Being accessed when I need them
Am I a computer?
Downloading them from unseen sources?
Like an upload,
My creations are forgotten
The minute I put them onto paper or canvas.
I am a Gemini
How can I express my thanks from afar?
Lately, drove past me, smiling and waving,
In such past times, he was my guiding star,
Treasuted image of him I am saving.
"Sit tight, dear one, you see things to the end,"
Always I recall what he had to say,
Separately, path did onwards wend,
I really never know, except to pray.
Steadfast, he came turning back to me,
Inspiring in this dear eternal love,
Far and beyond in that century,
Teaching that all our gifts sent from above.
He gave all he ever met happy heart,
Before time and our human breath do depart.....
I watched your face as you read the words I had written.
Your face, delighted at the start, broke forth into a wide, revealing smile
That did not end at your lips.
You looked at me with recognition.
You were there. We were friends.
However, our lives moved on, separately.
You wanted to know how things were for me without you,
Back you went, intent upon my words,
Your face trailed through each stage of my life.
You traced my faults and flaws. Felt my
Confusion, fear, guilt, anger, hopelessness, and desperation.
I sensed you had reached the final entry-
A tear rolled down your cheek
You stopped reading
Looked me square in the face
You learned I gave up the daily strife and
Gave to God my wretched life.
I watched your face as you read the words I had written.
Your face, delighted at the start, broke forth into a wide, revealing smile
That did not end at your lips.
You looked at me with recognition.
I’ll be forever grateful for my praying friend.
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