One Simple Poet. She Realises. There is NOTHING To Realise!
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Above All, Just Let Her Be Kind.
WE WERE NEVER BORN from Dosnoventa on Vimeo . Jack Kerouac on Kindness, the Self Illusion, and the “Golden Eternity” via Brainpickings “Practice kindness all day to everybody and you will realise you’re already in heaven now.”
Fade Into You
Heart To Heart Ocean caps of white foam return me into you this gentle swell, a smile arises, just thinking of you. sweet new memories, tender moments scene caress wisps of zephyr lead me fire smoulder, here. Love feels this glance of slow sensual tension rising in salt air. Darker nights of stars, same vision, same surrender, shared. As waves kiss shore mountain lines, a sacred sea does meet, My eye elixir sheds a story, tears solitary and salty, My heart of craggy crevices, won sure, all simply fades into you. Felt each drop more fully now in deeper depths of this rare beauty, share fresh watery wells all tangled up in blue. This whole love seas gifts of heart felt happy sighs. Like Undivided Sky, like lavender violet clouds, love her beauty ripe, let my full love be, a simple rise as I fade into you.
Nature's Vibrant Light, So Exquisite
To create is to pull different threads of several things together to birth something new. Creation is an endless journey of inner self-inquiry, outer movement and boundless imagination rising from our sacred spaces. Creativity is a mosaic, a recipe, a tapestry, a breathing changing kaleidoscope of potent living creation. We cannot miss any story that we are destined to live and experience. Nature's Creative Gifts "THE island dreams under the dawn And great boughs drop tranquillity; The peahens dance on a smooth lawn, A parrot sways upon a tree, Raging at his own image in the enamelled sea. Here we will moor our lonely ship And wander ever with woven hands, Murmuring softly lip to lip, Along the grass, along the sands, Murmuring how far away are the unquiet lands: How we alone of mortals are Hid under quiet boughs apart, While our love grows an Indian star, A meteor of the burning heart, ...
Nature's Musings, We Were Never Born.
She will have her way with us. She will vent. She will give us what's on her mother fucking furious mind. Every day. With her heart felt honesty. ... It's how we choose to embrace her fury. Or not. It's how we choose to ride the waves. Or not. It's how we choose to deeply accept it is, simply, what it is. Or not. And deal. Or not. As weather is, let it be. Do you see small misery or rich vibrant textures? Are small minds diminished or do you embrace opportunity? Do you Dance in The Rain or simply Get Wet? Are you stuck in the sun or do you flow with the change? As weather is, let it be. Embrace the fury. Embrace the storms. Embrace the rain and sun and rising tides and simply marvel at Mother's Grace and Power. She da boss. Fersure. Stay Safe Deal. Txx WE WERE NEVER BORN from Dosnoventa on Vimeo . How Perfect Is Nature? #luceatluxvestra
