Tag: poetry
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Keep being seen with your stories!
I have been thinking lately about seeing and being seen. Photos for example, are moments in time that enable us to see, the subject, their stance, their worldview, whether good or bad. All of it are captured in an image that enables the eyes to see. It’s an art form too that illustrates a certain…
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Keep all your tears, those full of wonder, as you reflect on your dreams!
Today, I get to reflect a bit about my journey to light. I get to sit first with myself and ask my dear self, why did we create all this? Tears are flowing. Who even asked us to be the light, to spread it and love it as if it was air. I am trying…
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Keep words sweet as honey!
May your knowledge be like the Nile, your words blaze like a torch. May they build and plant. And like honey, remain sweet. May your words be like the morning star. Shining through the world like a full moon. May they be like roses in springtime. Lillies besides a stream. May they be like olives,…
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Keep being like ether with the stories you write!
Some omens are loud. So bear with me in these hours of silence. They have hidden notes wrapped up in hidden stories that turn hearts to stone. Our hearts are full of stone. They look too like dancers dis-inherited in the middle of a dance, hanging with their lame foot in the air, like a…
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Keep who we belong too…
The devil almost as in almost had me that Onyelo reminded me of who we belong to. That and the fact that we have legions. So no weapon formed against us shall prosper. It won’t work. We know who we belong to. They have rosaries. Nothing will succeed. We are protecting our peace…there will be…
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Keep reflecting even if on trees.
I saw an exercise on reflection today that asked that you imagine yourself as a tree. It asked that you take a deep breath, close your eyes, open it, then draw the type of tree you represent. For me these days, I am like trees bare and open in the winter. How trees survive the…
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Keep having dreams!
Dreams are like the wind. They go on forever. Searching for truth in between stars that know the point of dreams. I have a dream. They remind you of things you can’t touch. Like a gentle breeze, a wishful sigh, a rambling mind, a distant sky. I have a dream The things though you touch,…
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Keep nurturing you!
If you nurture all the grows within you. Carefully tend to what makes you live this one life you have. The universe itself will marvel at all you become. They will open up for you and gift you the moon and all you need for your journey through life. These days, I am seeing the…
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Keep how to free somebody else!
When you are free? When you have seen the deepest valleys and somehow you walked through to the light. When your cup starts to overflow in the sight of your enemies. When they return too like as if you were Joseph and Joseph was you. When you have know how not to be afraid when…
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Keep knowing your worth!
There I was, with women like me, reminding me that kindness is to be protected. The depths of your worth too. People are people and there will be doorways that belong to you and them. Some doors will lead you down a path of pain, confuse your worth with pain and leave you feeling confused…
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Keep imagining them oooh….
Imagine being among creatures of vanity. Imagine wondering what do they even know. Imagine their blindness to a single blazing star, even though they belong to a pleading sky. Now imagine how they must the feel, the exhilaration of a cup that overflows, of moments they see reaching high to the bare cliff edge. For…
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Keep moments where cup overflows!
Not quite 12 noon, when the notion of revisiting old pains strikes me deep. We rise from the office view of Forest Park, and go to another suite we call our own, where offices of our own are lined up in their neat and clean way. How time files. We chose one door, the one…