A World of Words

He created all from vibration
We turned it into a world of words
With plenty of sound
But disturbed impact
Confusion, noise
Fluctuation, restlessness
Wavering between directions
Purity of vibration, misplaced

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Are you able to observe something/someone without lending your words or even thoughts, just experiencing it/them?

I believe if we all observed without the need to form opinions or judgements (both positive and negative), we could experience freedom, invoke a different intelligence.

Doesn’t sound quite so easy but I might start by observing just one thing today, simply to experience it.

Roses are Red…

Last year while at work in a mall, they were handing out roses to ladies for the Valentine’s Day weekend. I noticed these two roses, sadly discarded without a second thought. My attention kept wandering there for the time until I was done with work. As I was leaving I felt compelled to rescue them.

roses

One year later…

This rose found a new home in my Thesaurus and I must say it looks very pretty. What do you feel?

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roses are red…
…perhaps because they bled?

questions answered

may your questions
never be answered

(by others)

(but only by yourself)

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When I first started my blog, I had no idea how I was going to maintain it. I only had a handful of poems and visualising an empty blog daunted me. I asked a few people what I should write about and what was it that people liked to read about. None of those people answered my questions. For that I am so grateful, because I started to write about what I want to read and know and what I like to write about. So poem by poem, I filled up my blog but retained my own flavour in my writing.

I answered my own questions :)

(This blog is about me, and if it has touched you in any way then know that you are also a part of me)