Creative Minds

Creative minds

I walk the temple grounds,
in my jungle colored harem pants,
declaring the state of my heart,
to a summer blue sky.

Parrots repeat my prayers,
like an echo across the mountains.
My mountains,
that I have climbed,
millions of times.

If only I could fly,
holding onto the lianas,
like that fictive man from the jungle,
I would let my heart sing,
screams of joy across the world.

But maybe I was born,
for this meditative state of my mind,
creating her own jungle,
in her own fictive mind.

Sometimes the greatest reality,
is the one that captures you,
and holds you tight.
Where a firm grip on your heart,
tells you that this jungle you created
isn’t so fictive after all.

Believing in your own reality,
creates a connection,
to a supernatural God,
who created you,
in his own imaginative mind.

Sometimes the greatest reality,
is the one that you create yourself,
in your own creative mind,
where faith makes the impossible,
your greatest possibility,
in a sometimes fictive world.

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Still life

Still life

Silent waves draw me in,
until every inch of me,
is filled with your beauty.

Out of your emptiness,
something new is born,
in the wakening of a bird.

I love to hold you,
in every sense of my being,
I see everything,
in your nothingness.

Silent membranes,
create sound waves,
only the purest soul can hear.

There is nothing,
and yet,
there is everything.

In this still life,
a creation is born,
in the utmost silence.

Unconfined

Unconfined

Old words were written,
to teach me about myself,
in return I witness,
the child from my youth.

Imagination is used,
to face the truth,
in a world where angels,
are fairies with wings.

I carry a burden,
heavier than myself,
but in the water,
I am weightless.

My mind drifts away,
to unknown worlds,
where unknown places,
are ready to welcome me.

For years I have written,
everything I saw,
in countless words,
and endless sentences.

Today I see myself,
where my pink glasses,
are taken off –
reality is a burst bubble.

Yet unconfined,
my wings can finally fly,
and Your undying love,
is the only reality,
that is left within we.

Unconfined