Tag: presence

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 →

It is the light

Many moments pass, seemingly lost forever in the bottomless abyss of unconscious. Some moments stay forever. After thirty years, I still remember that particular moment of that particular day. There was nothing special about that moment. How? As years went by, other forever seconds appeared and joined what I thougth them to be “sweet childhood … Continue reading It is the light →

Source of all conflict

Because we live many lives, some of past, others of future Because we build too many stories Because we mistakenly perceive the natural tension Upon which the world is built, Because we are dreaming Dreams of conquests. Because parts of our souls are still trapped in stories, all kinds of conflicts inside ourselves arise. How … Continue reading Source of all conflict →

Human is able to observe in awe the infinite unseen

There is a significant variance of energy between the understanding “I have a life, I have my life” and “I am life”. The Life. This attitude shift launches one swiftly from hell into heaven on earth. Man decided long ago, at the very beginning, that living on earth as life was not enough so he … Continue reading Human is able to observe in awe the infinite unseen →