quiet time alone

listen to your soul
alone is not loneliness
but self-connection
we all need time to process
life’s challenges and trauma

smoke & mirror

 

mirror, mirror, on the wall
could make fools of us all

walking past, we catch a glance
practice pomp and circumstance

if glass surface’s too reflective
naked soul knows we’re defective

we see ourselves, then look away
don’t focus on our faults today

mirror fogs with each warm breath
face clear truth before cold death

scripture’s gracious mirror heed
words of life are what we need

be not afraid to look in mirror
for hellish smoke is to be feared

 


Joining Amaya at dVerse poetics for a “smoke & mirrors” prompt.

because i am

Gitanjali, Song Offerings sounds amazing but can you bring it back to its essential meaning and create a haiku with it? That’s the goal for Carpe Diem’s weekend distillation…

The time that my journey takes is long and the way of it long.
I came out on the chariot of the first gleam of light,
and pursued my voyage through the wildernesses of worlds
leaving my track on many a star and planet.
It is the most distant course that comes nearest to thyself,
and that training is the most intricate which leads to the utter simplicity of a tune.
The traveller has to knock at every alien door to come to his own,
and one has to wander through all the outer worlds to reach
the innermost shrine at the end.
My eyes strayed far and wide before
I shut them and said `Here art thou!’
The question and the cry `Oh, where?’ melt into tears of a thousand streams
and deluge the world with the flood of the assurance `I am!’

© Rabindranath Tagore (taken from “Gitanjali”)

 

my distillation haiku:

inner universe
who comprehends one’s own soul?
recognition’s tears

 

and i add 2 lines for tanka:

find identity in God
Creator, greater “I AM”

 

 

 

 

 

mortal immortality

And the Lord God formed man of the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul.   -Genesis 2:7  (KJV)

 

the soul

is a spark

is a flicker

is a flame

 

lit by holy fire

fanned by living breath

 

exhaled into existence

encoded in DNA

embodied in flesh

enveloped in love

 

to live

to learn

to laugh

to lament

 

until death separates.

 

never extinguished

ever released

 

to an eternity of life’s choice:

with or without the Keeper of souls.

 

 


Inspired, in part, by the scribblings of the beautiful souls who are dVerse Poets.

to eden’s rest

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beginning shimmers

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art by felix gonzales torres

step into unknown

with trusting hope for each day

as new year begins