It was the party of the decade
Laughin’
Dancin’
Feelin’ good, movin’ smooth
Then the earthquake
Split the room in two
Half bracing the floor
Half dazed and confused
It killed the mood
But they understood
Author Archives: Christina
Sons & Daughters (196/365)
Brothers and sisters of another kind
I recognize the artist in you
The leader, the achiever
The sensual, life-thirsty
Soul reader
The moon watched as we were born
Together, years apart
The sun rose twice and kissed our crowns
Kings and queens of a new world
Sparkle (195/365)
We must be the lucky ones
Loving this life
Despite its twists and turns
And forever closed boxes
We shine in the good times
Hold hands in the bad
Meet each day with awe
Over deep-seeded joy
When we draw closed the curtains
They cheer for an encore
We oblige in gratitude
And give them a show
Creatures Rising (194/365)
Pole to pole
Flying low
See how scared they all are?
Moving fast
The slow thought dumb
And ignored in the awards
Mate or judge
Rear or work
Fix yourself
The ego loves not
The more you hurt
The more to fix
The squeeky wheel
Should take the grease
Mostly Static (193/365)
Love, peace, light pouring down
Like hot wax over my body
Melting every wrinkle and frown
Changing my wattage and frequency
I’m tuning in to a new station
It’s still mostly static
But the broadcast
Is pure sound
Occupation
Whatever it is you have the patience for could be your calling.
Truth Seekers (192/365)
The giddy nature of risks:
At once dreadful and enticing
Fear of the unknown can cripple and stifle.
The courage to be open to a wider truth,
To step out the front door of your cozy little box
Into a world beyond control where anything might manifest,
Offers great rewards to the full-blooded optimist,
Who sees rainbows through raindrops;
Reflections in puddles.
The risk is certain to yield dividends
Yet unnamed
And blessings to all who host her Highness in humility
Bubbly (191/365)
I am champagne
Misery avoids me
This lightness and bouyancy
Lifts others up
A skip in my step
A heart full of love
God must be celebrating
Shaken then showered
(190/365)
Famous but no one cares
My keyboard a filter that keeps you from reading my mind
No one wants to talk about
Controlling your own thoughts
As if every thought was a gift from God
And not just a calculated guess
The vital
"The vital is an indispensable instrument – no creation or strong action is possible without it. It is simply a question of mastering it and of converting it into the true vital which is at once strong and calm and capable of great intensity and free from ego."
-Sri Aurobindo