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Morning Haikus

3 Morning Haikus

 

Sun quickly descends.

Bright stars live in black ink skies.

New suns bring new joys.

 

The Great Eye opens.

The face turns towards warmth and light.

Birds begin to sing.

 

Dew grass makes wet feet.

Cold damp, warm sun, happiness.

Green earth. Blue Skies. Life.

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Day 14 – Expansion

Allons! Allons! Allons!

 

Allons! Come dance with me.

Bring with you the best and noblest of man.

Allons! Come and see with the

greatest eyes visions of blest, blest Eternity.

Allons! Come walk hand in hand

with love towards  the gleaming Eternity.

Allons! Come and smell the swiftest secents and

breathe that greatness through and through.

Allons! Come dance with me.

 

Allons! Come bask here with me.

Bare witness to Life’s most elegant Beauty.

Allons! Come and feel the Sacred, that divine

push and pull of life’s affinity towards truth.

Alllons! Come find your higher mind

through the shifting shimmering skies of Infinity.

Allons! Come and taste the

fragrant aires of love’s promising delicacies.

Allons! Come bask here with me.

 

Allons! Come sing with me.

Let loose those inhibitions that bind you to meek quietude.

Allons! Come and hear with a fresh and open

mind those sacred warblings of all Eternity.

Allons! Come breathe with me.

Fill your belly – see it rise – and know that tenseness, then release and relax.

Allons! Come and be whole with me.

Expand more and more until you become Everything, and everything is You.

Allons! Come sing with me.

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Day 12 – The Approaching Dawn

Opportunity

 

New dawn approaches

with a glistening sun, to

rise always with a

moment of pristine beauty.

Warming emotions

as dreadful thoughts fading fast.

Breathe in this morning’s,

and all morning’s, air to bring

greater clarity

to your soul. Take these moments

to bless and honor

your higher self with divine

intentions – it takes

strength to bare reverence in

each and every act.

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Day 10 – Day And Night

And Through The Days

 

And through the Light of Day

the sun shines a bit too bright,

it’s heat a bit too warm. It burns

all it touches, evaporating bodies

and leaving the vulnerable

star-seed of life’s soul vulnerable

to death’s aching thirst.

 

And through the dark of Night

the world descends into the

deepening coldness of the abyss.

It comes first as a calming balm

nurturing life back to health. As

night deepens, the coldness

stagnates, stifles, and coallesces

into am icy underworld where

naught but death lingers; forever

putting out the fire of life’s heart.

 

And through the times between

the bright day and the dark night

life lingers on, hanging by a

barren thread. Thawing out life

in the heat of morning’s light before

that life-granting sun becomes the

desolation of life. Those who survive

the heat through love’s gracious shade,

shall suffer through yet another

night. It forever fends off the cold

fingers of the constellations that

serve as a Light of Hope while

death washes over our bodies

in an icy harness that chokes our

voices to burgeoning quietness.

 

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Day 9 – The Great Unused

The Knowing

 

I know what

the unplanted seed

feels like –

* saved for a purpose, left on

a shelf and then forgotten about

* lingering on for the guiding hand

to make use of me, yet time never comes

* pushed into some dark corner left to

either wither in dryness or rot in dampness

I know what the unplanted

seed feels like.

 

I know what

over ripe fruit

feels like –

* picked mostly last

in recess and gym activities.

* perceiving my best

was everyone else’s average

* over striving to fill

the cavern of lack in my soul.

I know what over ripe

fruit feels like.

 

I know what

the unpicked fruit

feels like –

* something must be wrong

(with me) if I am still unchosen.

* my spots and bruises

must be worse than other’s

* perhaps I am only meant

to fall and fertilize the land around me.

I know what the unpicked

fruit feels like.

 

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Day 8 – Manifesting God

Why?

 

Why is it?

– That when God manifests

in this world, he does

as man and not God?

 

– That when God manifests

in this world, he does

to walk on water?

 

– That when God manifests

in this world, he does

to fulfill his singular desire?

 

– That when God manifests

in this world, he does

through the experience of LOVE.

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Day 7 – Waves

Esoterica Obscura

 

There are waves, of

all types, constantly

exploding outwards constantly

drawing life to the event

horizon of our love.

Through secular acts of

faith, life finds that all acts

are rituals of our devotion

towards our higher entity

of love. For all life is a

conundrum of esoterica

obscura. Release. Relax.

Breathe and open up

to the vulnerability

that is your sacredness.

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