The Pendulum -11.20.16
And like a pendulum swinging, the forces of nature came into balance, and the water glimmered in a grand round of applause as a new star was born. ~gg
Category: Poetry
A Quiet Space In A Moment ~ 11.14.2016
She desparately wondered,
And sincerely admitted to
Her fear,
Her fear of valuing their relationship too much.
Her fear that he did not cherish her the same way in which she cherished him.
She wondered if the connection she felt so real was all but in her mind.
That the love she had for him,
Was not truly being reciprocated back in equal parts,
The not knowing.
The uncertainty.
She anguished over it.
It tortured her.
And then is when I looked deeply into her eyes and implored her,
“Let me ask you this,”
If you could hear the beats of his heart,
And see who it dances for,
Would that change the way you feel about him?
And in that quiet space of that moment,
She was changed.
~gg
The Language of Colors-11.2.16
The sun spilled out from the sky,
Extending his long arms,
as glorious beams of light,
Reaching out to me,
All of his fingers,
Were diluted with all these beautiful bright colors,
A colorful spectrum of light,
Shining brightly,
All within his hands,
And as these colors sweetly touched my face,
They spoke to me and whispered,
This is how,
You too,
Can paint the world,
With your light.
~gg
Eyes that Lie | 10.26.16
She could not see.
With her eyes.
They were useless as compared to most.
She could not see people’s intentions.
She befriended and loved without agendas.
So she could not see them coming.
And after some pain and disappointments.
She felt her eyes were flawed.
And no matter how hard she tried, she could not see other people’s intentions.
A weakness of hers, she thought.
And so she suffered, wishing she could see and analyze people the same way others could.
So she tried and tried.
And failed and failed.
Until she was tired
of trying so hard.
So she sat;
and became still:
Thinking and then
She remembered that for every weakness there is also strength.
That being different sets the extraordinary apart.
So she searched deep within herself,
And when she reached deep inside,
What she pulled out
was a sweet treasure;
She had not known that what she had mistaken as a weakness
Was actually her biggest strength.
A gift of foresight.
Eyes that could reach out beyond this world.
It is only when she stopped trying to see like everyone else, that she was able to
Embrace the beautiful chaos inside her;
And harness her power.
~gg
The Sound – 10.29.16
Come outside with me.
Sit for a moment.
Try to breathe deeply, but not through your nose.
Instead, take in the air in with your skin,
Taste every molecule with your body,
Like when thirst becomes quenched by a drink,
And in that space of pure oneness,
where breathe becomes one with the feeling of air,
As it moves through your body,
Is when you will notice,
That everything,
The entire universe,
is just the feeling,
Of sound.
~gg
The Way He Loves 🌞~October 25, 2016
I always adore the way the sunlight reaches out trying to passionately caress and melt into colors, all the loveliness that lies within his reach.
~gg 🌞🌈💕
True Love Waits – 10.20.16
We let anger get the best of us.
We have no idea why we feel we must behave a certain way,
When it’s all just a quest,
A voyage to find our lost selves,
We plow through, but forcefully,
Hurting the ones we love,
Unintentionally,
All because our soul is screaming to break free,
But we did not know.
We did not understand.
So we created sparks,
Turmoil and waves,
A collateral damage
Which still remains,
And it’s not until that moment
That it all clicks.
That we could have gotten to our destination,
In another way,
A better way.
There is always, a gentle way,
To seek our truths.
It starts with forgiveness.
~gg
“In a gentle way, you can shake the world.” ~ Mahatma Gandhi
Blind Folded – 9.22.16
His tight grip finally letting go of her arm, having had her pinned down on the floor for weeks now.
She had been unable to move.
Forced to stay still.
In a frozen state,
Made to observe,
The things she’d done.
The sadness she’d caused.
The lies she had told herself.
And it was not until she took responsibility for it,
That he finally released her.
Tears spilled down her eyes as she recognized herself in the mirrors that he had placed before her,
He whispered “don’t be so hard on yourself, you were blindfolded; you didn’t know better.”
And with a small wave of his hand, and as to give her a short break,
Mercury Retrograde smiled and walked away.
~gg
Deep into the Darkness- 9.7.16
I often wonder if nature is a poet.
Painting a picture,
As it portrays a story,
Ever so symbolically,
Of lessons to learn,
Of things to come.
The character in this story,
Has limited view of what lies ahead.
A long dark road being enveloped in total darkness,
A lightning storm of conflict building up further ahead.
The character is faced with a choice,
Either turn back and run away,
Or find some bravery within him,
And face the chaos that has been waiting up ahead.
And as the character approaches this tunnel of darkness,
With unclear and unsettling eyes,
The poet whispers, “go bravely on, this is the way,”
And with a stroke of his brush, paints a magical rainbow high in the skies,
Above the darkest of clouds, to lead the way.
Thus depicting one of nature’s favorite folklore tales;
That speak of facing obstacles to find greater opportunities,
That tell us we must go deep into to the darkness, in order to find the light within ourselves.
~gg
The Hidden Path~ August 30, 2016
Why are we born with a feeling of emptiness ?
Even as children we feel this desperate longing to find happiness outside ourselves.
We walk through an abyss of nothingness,
Trying to get it.
An incredible longing to find true love.
Is it childhood conditioning?
Or is it more than that?
A feeling that drives us, that makes us feel as if though we are searching,
For someone. For something.
So we seek and crawl.
And we love, and lose.
And we learn.
And we keep searching, almost desperately as if thirsting for air.
So we love again, and lose again.
And then finally, through this loss, we learn there’s freedom in letting go,
Unlocking a key to a new self discovery,
A self realization that what we had been aching for was always sitting inside ourselves.
That what we had always been searching for was our very own soul.
And had we not felt that unquenchable emptiness, we would have never been driven,
To find it.
To awaken.
~gg
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