April 29, 2020
La Llorona
I wander in the woods and the lakes, looking for a white gown of a woman weeping – To give my will freely to your salvation, Llorona, hold me in your arms as I pass into thee, Llorona, Llorona.
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A place to arrive slowly.
Words gathered in the quiet spaces between one moment and the next.
wander by theme
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Poems, reflections, and fragments of wonder—each one an invitation to stay with a feeling a little longer.
April 29, 2020
I wander in the woods and the lakes, looking for a white gown of a woman weeping – To give my will freely to your salvation, Llorona, hold me in your arms as I pass into thee, Llorona, Llorona.
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Her smile that wrapped her lips so gently, sure, I knew it could bring all the joy. I asked, but not with the words, she granted a wish as a goddess would
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A mind that dances between life and death – wondering the path to salvation, if it lies within or out.
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Life is given – not the meaning – what we can do is glimpse the meaning of life through the lens of nature’s might.
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When nature does something, how can someone who is part of it oppose it when they have known the larger picture than you and me? He asked.
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Your story may not have such a happy beginning, but that doesn’t make who you are. It is the rest of your story, who you choose to be
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The year had ended. A new beginning, as usual, as the last time. I never had any intentional resolutions that I wanted to complete in the upcoming year. But this year, let me make an exception.
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Love that was never confessed, memory that refuses to fade, and the loneliness of walking a path that was once shared.
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Another poem inspired by the graceful goddess – A knight surrendered to her divine providence.
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What is life, what is beyond? Can your existence dance between the two? In this one, I explore the lifeless marks of the oldest feet.
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A soft, melancholic remembrance of one’s love – a longing to see the love again, but will it ever become a reality?
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Her final resting place – Beneath the Roslyn stone, surrounded by the masters’ arts, away from the cunning men- her story stays intact.
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Once there was a dream deep withinAs time passed on, the scene changedI could no longer see what I sawI no longer feel what I feltTime has pinched me, little by littleMy soul disappeared into the voidThere is no dream anymore to seeThere is no life in the great void to feelAll I could do […]
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