Intimately Free

Intimately Free

spacial awareness being fine-tuned
fractal enlargement, definitive markers assumed
what is the upside, the inner, the host
as if an island, where is the coast?

are there no boundaries, no borders to define us?
is it simply to recognize a way to align us?
for truly does not one blend into another
are there not always similarities to uncover?

the quest is the ultimate road to understanding
and change that is constant is always demanding
to redefine the reference points, those journey markers
to share our awareness with our fellow embarkers

there is no path to oneness – it already exists
this awareness is crucial to those who enlist
into the force of creation and the power of love
to bring all our resources to create the new of

the new of the future, the bridging thru time
into a realm that mirrors the divine
sustaining the beauty, the balance of life
no longer suffering the painful, the strife

emerging into a new way of being
totally mindful, aware of our feeling
senses attuned to the desire to be
inclusive to the oneness, intimately free


gagi      07/19/16

Capital i ?

Capital i ?
a lesson from the past
its message meant to last
in a language now global
its usage craving to be noble
the letter i
that personalized me
that singular word
is expressively free
and free to be changed
to the lower case form
however was it capitalized?
how did it become the norm?
other languages treat i
as any other pronoun
respecting the equality
not emphasizing the sound
and consider what would happen
if we diminished the “I”
and focussed on our oneness
as we see i to i
could we capitalize the “We”
emphasizing our oneness
changing our writing and talk
recognizing the youngness
the youngness, the new
ways to communicate and be
choosing how We express ourself
and consciously evolve as the We
gagi      07/14/16

The Spray

The Spray

handed a sheet of paper
given the words “the spray”
called upon to write
as night owl from the day

oft we seem to wander forth
on a path that beckons boldly
only to then realize
we’ve stopped and there stand coldly

why did we come? what did we seek?
what passion past did lead us?
what clarity, the now dispersed
of purpose never questioned?

to recognize we are a spray
a small branch of the tree
the tree of life, our parenthood
growth living, seeking, free

the journey of seeking the light
exploring the unknown
stops only when we realize
the direction we have grown

to stop, be still and focus on
our awareness of the source
the gift of life, the aptitude
to bravely journey forth

no matter what direction taken
it is always to seek the light
and the experience of seeking thus
brings meaning to this night

a spray upon the tree of life
what ever could be better?
a unique piece of wonderment
the spray
inscribed in descriptive letters


gagi       07/05/16