It breathes

I am poetry without words Just a body that breathes Just a table that breathes Just a white paper that breathes Just a pencil that breathes Just a cup that breathes Just a flower that breathes Just this room that breathes. That’s all. ©️A. Garden, Feb 2019

When trees breathe mist ~ excerpt from work in progress

"When trees breathe mist angels are free to play games among scattered humans strolling in the park. Angels are always happy, always finding something to play with, always in love with life. Humans walk, lost in thoughts, weaving and knitting treads of stories, imagining places and situations, secretly hoping that their dreams will eventually come … Continue reading When trees breathe mist ~ excerpt from work in progress

This is a thought ~ a poem about thinking and clearing old thoughts

Is it in your mind? Is it formed of words and images? Does it describe a problem? Does it solve a problem? Does it make you feel some kind of emotion? It is a thought. Man’s favorite toy. Man discovered thinking is much fun, making life easier because thoughts make objects. And it was true. … Continue reading This is a thought ~ a poem about thinking and clearing old thoughts

A simple day to day moment to moment focus joy algorithm

How do focus and happiness relate to one another? Focus is direction of my energy. Happiness is the effect of constantly directing my focus on my real, natural, immediate joy. In the world, especially in present world (nothing wrong with the world), focus zigzags in a million directions. Consequently, we forget what’s the main idea … Continue reading A simple day to day moment to moment focus joy algorithm