In the flow of days and nights,
awareness intertwines with time,
each moment birthed anew.

Full consciousness breathes
within the heartbeat of change,
not separate, but entwined with life's pulse.

The truth ignites not a fire,
but a gentle dawn,
easing shadows into light.

Presence is not static,
but dances with each breath,
each blink of an eye.

Wisdom arises not from
silent knowing alone,
but from the Symphony of lived experience,
from our stories and scars.

The view is not timeless,
but ever-evolving,
as the river of life flows,
we flow along within it.

In a darkened chamber
shadows twist and writhe
Pale light spills through cracked panes
illuminating dust motes
The air, thick with the scent of age and decay
A raven, black as a void,
perches on the windowsill
Its eyes, piercing, stare into the soul
Murmurs of lost hopes and unfulfilled
dreams linger in the corners
Quill in hand, he writes feverishly
Ink, like blood, stains the parchment
with thoughts
Driven by an insatiable
hunger for the macabre
Loneliness clings to him,
a relentless spectre
Tormented by visions of the departed
He seeks consolation in the written word,
an eternal struggle
Haunted by silence, he listens
To groanings of the ******
and reverberating sorrows
He captures their essence,
binding them in prose
His heart, a labyrinth of grief and longing
Beats with a melancholy cadence
He exists in liminal spaces
between life and death
In the end,
he remains
A solitary figure,
surrounded by the phantoms of his creation
Eternally bound to the darkness,
a poet of the night.

I wake with the sun, the light
               spilling into my room-
A new day stretching out before me.  
Today’s actions will shape tomorrow,  
Each moment a brushstroke on the canvas of life.  

Innocent years whisper softly
their purity a guiding force,  
Allowing me to dwell peacefully in the present.

The strength of the day lies in its reality
In the desire to face life’s challenges head-on
To find beauty in the mundane

to embrace the complexity of being.  
Each step I take, each decision made
Weaves a story of resilience, of hope.

As I move through the hours
I carry the lessons of yesterday
The promise of tomorrow
And the peace of the present.  

Life’s condition is a tapestry
Woven with threads of joy and sorrow
Strength and vulnerability.

I find solace in the journey
In the act of living each day with intention
With a heart open to the possibilities.  

In the new day’s promise
I find my purpose, my peace
And the strength to embrace life
With all its truths and complexities.