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"The Quotes Garden"


[ XXI ]


Breathe

“Breathe in, -
As in a moment you go deeper;
Deeper; alike a whisper,
To let you in, as my keeper.

Breath out.
And here you are; with me,
- In the eye of a twister –
Whole; - quiet as me;

Breath in.
Just let me be –
The pulse gathering you,
The life in a squeeze –

Breath out.
Now let me freeze
- Within your gentle breeze;
A heart is humming for you.

Breath in.
Let me wait for the cue; -
Tick, tack, - tick, tack, - tick, tack.
- That’s how much I love you!.. -

Breath out.
Follow this maze, to come back,
- Spinning deep, in my heart,
A keynote piercing the crack;

Breath in.
Follow the dot on the chart,
Finding my soul –
A soothe; a cradle; an oasis;

Breath out.
We are a whole; –
Everything what is art
It’s on a regular basis.”


©Th3Mirr0r

(2017-2019)

"The Quotes Garden"


[ XVIII ]


Last wish

“Stay.
With me – the dying one
Who takes away your joy
Without the longing whisper;

Stay.
A moment – before I’m gone,
Without to even ask you, muse,
Where’s the cradle of a little boy; -

Stay.
And beat – a pulse within a twister;
The last one finding and excuse
For such a sudden leaving…

Stay.
To feel; to sigh; to mourn;
I’ll be right there – right there!
- Near this tomb.. and gently, waving…

Stay.
And dream; then let it float away…
For this last minute, I was born;
For this last one, - for you, so rare;

Stay.
With me, beloved. Let me mourn…
I’ll take your hands over my chest,
For all the tears that you are saving;

Stay.
And let me be. A memory…
Another story written in a hurry;
- But let me keep your glare!..

Stay.
A sigh; - the last one, out of worry,
My dying wish, one minute more
Before to take last breath of air –

Stay.
Your eyes – these sparkles crushing emery –
What torns my heart in such a heaving,
- Mirroring the core for which I’m grieving?..”


©Th3Mirr0r

(2017-2019)

"The Quotes Garden"


[ XIX ]


White

"White.
The nature embraced my muse,
And all, of sudden, came to life;
My grave is now full of marble eyes.

White.
The saints blessed my wedding;
I could just hear who dies –
There was the bard and his muse; -

White.
The candles rise higher, such heart -
Which one trembles, craving for death?
An epitaph from leaves, to my wife –

White.
All the stars gathered to the opera,
Where everyone finally cried;
Their eyes had tears dressed in white.

White.
The silent sword shines along the ocean
As thy bliss enwraps around the ring,
With my quill blessed by God;

White.
There must be an oath, written in white;
My words flow silently, as I sing,
Touching the bowing harp of a swan –

White.
Along the wave, the sky shimmering my love;
O, beloved! Remember?! I cried –
And my head, at your chest, is listening echoes…

White.
Over this slab, an offer to God;
The incense fills my soul with joy;
My white mantle covers a muse.

White.
Take my hand, beloved one,
- And walk along this beautiful path,
Leaving this world covered by peace!..”


©Th3Mirr0r

(2017-2019)

"The Quotes Garden"


[ XX ]


Black

“Black.
My world falls inside a grave;
I can hear the funeral rhythm;
Humming algorithm, on the stave.

Black.
The worms are sages of this cave;
I could just see who craves –
For such a heart I gave; -

Black.
In this darkness, sorrow –
For my beloved sparrow,
Which I could not save –

Black.
So many memories, lost,
- Dreams entangling waves;
What for?! For what cost?!..

Black.
My lungs are filled with grief
And seems the whole earth
Crushing me, slowly; slowly…

Black.
A lonely beast; without relief,
- An ivy root killing its leaf
For a song – going lowly;

Black.
Deeper; deeper; up to where
There’s nothing to bear –
For what is death, or birth?!..

Black.
I have nothing left; only sins; –
I don’t know what means
A hell to which I’m going.

Black.
Which one, really loses or wins,
- If in the grave mourns a terrible beast,
Under this creased veil of my genes?!..”

©Th3Mirr0r

(2017-2019)

Forsake not thy brother in times of trouble.
Be there at his side.
Love thy brother as thyself.
Let him in your heart reside.

Think not of self when others hurt.
Do all you can to aid.
And in this way you help yourself,
For goodness always is repaid.

You scratch one’s back, another yours.
In this way all do grow …
Reciprocating love for all
And thus, all God do know.

For God is Love, you’ve heard this oft,
But know that it is true.
He lives and breathes in others,
Who give their love to you.

If this is so, then know this truth—
You, too, are God in form.
And your True Self you come to know
When loving acts you do perform.

Love thy brother, this we say,
And in this way know God!
For He lies there inside your heart
As that gentle, urging prod.

By giving love you scratch that itch—
The urge you satisfy,
And come to know yourself as this—
God’s love, that cannot die.

Feel your heart beat …
At times it does pound.
A reminder that there
Is love all around.

The heart is the center
Of the emotional field
Wherein your true essence
As love is revealed.

Place your focus right there
Bring it oft to the fore.
Then send out what you feel
And to this world you’ll bring more.

To be loved is a blessing.
To give love, greater yet.
Go forth as a light –
And others’ appetites whet.

Be so loving and kind
That when they see you they sigh,
For your love will be felt
Such that none can deny.

To feel love is a gift;
To spread it out even more.
So open your heart
And let your love pour.

By helping others do you grow.
In this way true love you show.
You set aside the self a while
And help another soul to smile.

To volunteer your time is great.
Some may say you are a saint.
But let it not go to your head,
The many things that may be said.

You know inside that what you do
Comes back again to affect you.
What goes to others bounces back.
When much you give, you feel no lack.

To volunteer of time and self
Is to discover newfound wealth.
It shows you a new way to think
When with another you forge a link.

So ask yourself, what is your gift
That you can use to give a lift.
And in this way impact the whole
By sharing what’s inside your soul.

Bellows stoke the fire.
Air does fan the flames.
What began as just a spark
Now as a giant roar remains.

The path to your awakening
Is a bit like this.
There is no turning back, my friend,
Once you do taste the bliss.

You have that tiny spark right now.
It’s waiting to be fanned.
By thoughts and dreams and wishes,
And beliefs that once you banned.

So open up your mind and heart,
And fan the flames with glee.
This path you have embarked upon
Is the one that sets you free.

Gather your wits about you …
What exactly does this mean?
To make sense of what you see
And the spaces in between.

You do never know as much
As the mind will make you think
And so for far more wisdom
From Spirit’s font do you now drink.

Feel not so bounded by your self
For bounded you are not.
The source of all you seek outside
Inside you have you got.

While man can see about as far
As the horizon there before him,
There are spirit guides who wait to help.
They never do ignore him.

You have this source of help right now.
It’s at your beck and call
Awaiting just to lift you up
If you should ever fall.

So gather, yes, your wits right now
And ask for guidance true
For you are linked eternally
With guides who work with you.

Fever means the head burns hot.
A healthy body have you not.
From where does come this bad dis-ease?
From trying hard ego to please.

When ego’s role you focus on
You fail to see it’s all a con—
A false belief that you reside
In a form you can divide.

You are not the form at all.
It’s spirit’s name who you does call.
“Acknowledge me,” this voice does cry.
“My presence please do not deny.”

There’s only love, not separate lives.
In spite of how the ego strives
To make you think you stand apart
Instead of all joined by the heart.

When separation you believe,
All cells inside you do deceive.
And in this way you do create
A most unpleasant inner state.

The end result is often ills
That lead you to resort to pills
When illness could have been prevented
If from deception you repented.

See now your oneness with all things
And feel the peace that seeing brings.
Give love to self and to your brother
For, in fact, there is no other.

All are reflections of the Source.
Through all veins God’s love does course.
So keep this always close at mind
And far more harmony you’ll find.