Make Like A Leaf

in PowerHouseCreatives16 days ago

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If we bear no judgement
we can receive no punishment

Imagination is creation
everything else is untrue

Here are the steps to understand:

Spend your days lost in thought, creating

Find rainbows in rocks

Know that the purr of a cat can propel your blood
that the silence of flight can give you swoon

Bury your face in a blazing bush and tickle the edge of a leaf with your nose
let it tickle you back until you blush

Tip back in a garden chair so far you see nothing but sky
so far your heart skips a beat
so far a spark of the infinite
gasps
and your breath is as a flock of crows
quickening to take flight
one flap to be free


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GREAT POST!!!

Thank you for publishing it to our community feed!
Compliments of the PHC founder @jaynie...

We have upvoted and reblogged it for you.

❤ MWAH!!! ❤

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You write so well. Simplicity dances in between the profoundness of your pieces.

Oh thank you. The only things that matter are those simple simple things. The rest is illusion, let it all go...

This is lovely, @owasco. I especially love that feeling you captured - tipping back in the garden chair to see the sky, so far your heart skips a beat!

Thanks Jayna. I am currently obsessed with trying to capture essences. Nothing else exists.

Beautiful! The key truly is to let go and surrender; surrender to your imagination, which is in turn creation. Becoming one with all - seeing rainbows in rocks. Unity!

Very nicely written.

The rhythm and pace of the poem, along with the magical imagery, truly make it difficult for even the grimmest of faces to not smile and let go.

That was surely my hope, to capture that feeling that comes over one, if they are open to it, unawares. And to know that this feeling is the only thing of value, the only "thing" that is real. Thanks for stopping by!

The only thing that is of value is ironically not a tangible thing! Once again, you managed to capture the message perfectly! You're welcome!

#crows are back - and that breath of fresh air you always bring!

Tip back in a garden chair so far you see nothing but sky
so far your heart skips a beat
so far a spark of the infinite
gasps
and your breath is as a flock of crows
quickening to take flight
one flap to be free

Tip back so far that a spark of the infinite gasps--how do you dream up such great lines?

Pretty good right?! I went outside and did all those things. Those are the steps. Go see for yourself.

That was very beautiful, thank you... reflection of the simplicity of life I strive for. The imagination can always take us to amazing places... perhaps something those of us who were raised with real paper books learned when we were quite young!

Yes! How to use our own imaginations, rather than plugging into someone else's. So important. Without imagination, we have no intellect, and nothing we believe is true. Thanks for appreciating my work!

For most of us most of the time we rage in a cage of words and concepts that point back at ourselves. Poor, shoddy, human. It is worth remembering, and I did both first and now second time I read your words.

Break free! I know you do it when you write, your imagination is astounding. Like this comment

Most of the time
we rage in a cage
of words
and concepts
that point back at ourselves

Gives one's mind flight... :)