October 12 | Danger
The canyon lured me to the edge of its lips with its entrancing beauty, And I for one could never pass up the undulating rock formations jetting up from the crust of the earth.
I stare wildly watching the gliding birds soar above the rushing Colorado River, And I grin happily as I stand motionless before the natural wonder.
A deep vast canyon with towering red rocks tower before me as I peer into the depths of danger. If I tripped, a fast-paced rushing river would break my fall and carry my body out to sea.
October 13 | Universe
I am one part of the whole of the entire universe, And I gaze up into myself and watch myself gaze back at me.
My energy connected and my soul revealed to yours, I recognize the connection from one another is really the key.
I am the universe and the universe is every various shape and outcome of me. I exist in every possibility and, express myself in every way.
I am everything in this universe that I can and cannot see. I am every passing moment all at once and every single day.
October 14 | Love
Virgil says, “love conquers all things, so we too shall yield to love,” But unlike Virgil or Dante, I do not believe that such a thing is sin.
Powerful? Yes, but never wrong. Hell should not be the destination, nor should heaven or hell exist.
A life after life very similar to this where living and non-living organisms is our eternal kin.
Loves moves all thins and keeps life protected and moving forward, While love also drive empathetic pursuit of happiness and justice for all.
If you want love–love. If you want to give love–love yourself first, And loving everything else as yourself becomes the protocol.
October 15 | Ravens
The same two ravens see me out at the start of my day, And they peer down from their hung telephone wire onto me as I pass by.
I see their complex interactions shift and mix as they continue to spy, And then allow me to pass on my merry way.
They sit right outside my window of the room where I lay, And pitch their great black silhouettes prominently against the night’s sky.
I fear that they will be there beside me till the day after I die, And with all that they have seen still have nothing to say.
October 16 | Down
High on the mountains
We thought we’d never come down–
Until the sun fell.
October 17 | Purpose
I’ve allowed the earth to haul to hurl myself around the sun 29 times, And what that means is that I’m always moving forward.
I recorded my life in in tears and burgeoning laugh lines, And I
occasionally write them down in inked word.
Some rotations more recognizable than others though I keep living until I
die. Creating, learning, loving and crying I just scratch the surface.
I live exactly how I want to live and that is what I abide by, As long as I
never harm anyone or any living thing on purpose.
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