Poetry of living
I am you. We are Life. We are pure crystal clear boundless infinite timeless eternal everflowing spirit of Life. This is an immutable fact. We pop into seemingly separate existence, we look at other seemingly separate existences, then we pop out of existence. This is an immutable fact of life. We return to our real … Continue reading Ready for happiness ~ when living becomes poetry
A. Garden, October 2020 Theo and Mira; Loving Life ~ an ebook
Come, my friend Let’s play in the gardens Of the Soul. Let’s jump into The rabbit hole And look at how Planets and other things Came to be. Let’s remember how We descended from The stars Before time was born. I am your senses, You are my mind. I am your steps, You are my … Continue reading The gardens of the Soul ~ a poem
I am a but a point where all dimensions intersect and coexist. May all stories reach their happy ending. May I feel the magic of storyless unfolding. May I dwell in beauty of the seasons Seasons of nature Seasons of the heart Seasons of being. ©️A. Garden, May 2019
We are light threads Stretched between sky and earth Like a giant lyra Vibrating under cosmic fingers. We are boxes with precious jewels Carefully kept by artist lapidarist. We are tubes of million colors Entwined, never blended. We are white silk veils' dance Frenetic or mild, hypnotic ballet. We are tiny bottles of spring trees’ … Continue reading We are
“I see you. You are light, just like I am, but a different quality. A quality that cannot be spoken of, only experienced. How does the world look through your eyes? How does this moment’s light reflect on your crystalline core? What elements of the world make you shine brighter? What does your iridescence trying … Continue reading Alternative Interaction ~ a song about a possible gentle kind of human interaction
I’m so sorry for trying to make sounds, I’m so sorry for trying to make words speak, I’m so sorry for trying to make anything happen. What a waste of energy! A wasted moment! I’m sorry for noticing the wrong in the way things and people are. I’m sorry for noticing the wrong in the … Continue reading Unsoundly ~ a poem about living without making noise
“I am willing” said my mind. Suddenly, all walls tumbled and fall. “I am willing to sit in Your fire, I am willing to fly by Your desire, I am willing to play Your songs I am willing to dance Your music.” “What feels best?” You ask Waking up knowing You Stretching and saying “Good … Continue reading Pearl of the Sea ~ a morning song
