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Is it only up to us?


©copyright2014owpp

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We are constantly being told that suffering is an essential component to self-growth, I beg to differ. I’d rather see suffering as optional.
Bingeing which used to be a source of grief, uncertainty & tremendous despair is today, to my latest discovery, part of a project, the germination of… a bit like a disheveled, disconnected & chaotic building-site that takes a turn for the better three quarters of the way, revealing the beauty of careful planning, the scrutiny of detail, the hard earned result of love… perfection & poetry in curves & colors.
Even though I’d rather sail on a pink cloud throughout I envision my “phase” as part of a scheme… a fraction of the perfection about to be.
What we can be sure about is that challenges are transitory & if we realize it is to take us to where the sun shines we might worry less on the way.
Trying to understand the bigger picture has loosened the knots & brought peace when least expected.
Bryant H. McGill says, “Abundance is a process of letting go. That which is empty can receive”.
Letting go of my food for me is the answer to inviting after many years of struggle, abundance & quality in my life.
The question is, when/will it happen & is it only up to me?
That remains to be seen…

Sweet and sour, bonus of the hour. 9th of April 2013


foam & waves ©copyright2013owpp

foam & waves
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Sweet and sour, bonus of the hour
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Where have you gone
Where are the birdsongs
The spume and waves
Buckets and spades

Dried mouth
Crackled earth and drought
Speak to me
I want to see

Create out of vagary (1)
Tears, diamonds to be
Fatigue…strength unlaced
Poems, cascading grace

Suffering… laughter down the alley
All I want as an identity
Is to breathe through that song
Once you have gone

Crash with the waves
Sleep with buckets and spades
Fly where rivers speak
Where wind plays music

Where dawn breaks
On mountain peaks
And sun sets
Out of jealousy

Betrayed by night
Teased out of sight
What nonsense do I speak
When words glide into me!

Needs a lot of polishing
To make this poem neat
Where have you gone
Just spoke to me

Come! Haunt my dreams
I need you to be
Not understand
Life’s intricacies

Sweet and sour
Bonus of the hour

It is as perfect as can be!

(1) Vagary.
Caprice.
Extravagant notion or action.