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What the Day Leaves Behind: tanka-prose
As daylight bends toward evening, even shadows hesitate—caught between departure and stillness. In the gentler pause of late afternoon, we learn that presence leaves softer traces than pursuit. #TankaProse #MindfulMoments #EveningLight #PoetryCommunity #Reflections
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Whispers Beyond the Edge
Crossing the invisible boundary between humans and the natural world is not about science or mastery—it is about kneeling in awe, listening deeply, and responding with patience, humility, and care. Through the lens of a beginner’s mind, we rediscover laughter, courage, and the quiet miracle of life unfolding in every leaf, river, and star. #BeginnerMind…
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The Quiet Bravery of Becoming
There comes a moment when loneliness stops feeling like an ache and begins to feel like an invitation— a quiet threshold where the self pauses, listening for something deeper than noise, older than fear, wider than the life it has known. It is here that courage softens into honesty, and devotion becomes the choice to…
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Between Breaths, Where the Door Stays Ajar: The Sacred Pause Between What Was and What Waits
Between endings and beginnings lies a quiet sanctuary — a breath where time loosens its grip and the soul listens without urgency. In that sacred pause, we are neither who we were nor who we will become, but something tender, listening, and alive. This is where roots deepen unseen, where grief and hope sit side…
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The Quiet Geometry of Choosing
Not everyone who reaches for your light comes to warm their hands— some come to test how long you will burn. Choosing yourself is not an act of rejection, but a return to alignment, a remembering that your energy is sacred, your presence earned, and your inner world worthy of protection. In learning when to…
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The Folly of the Endless Mirror
We bend ourselves into reflections, hoping to be loved by every gaze. But the soul was never meant to shine in all directions. It was meant to root, to burn true, and to become whole by refusing the endless mirror. A contemplative poetic journey through selfhood, identity, and the quiet courage of choosing authenticity over…
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The Way the Moment Walks Through You
There comes a moment when walking becomes more than movement, when breath remembers it is part of the sky, and the body—no longer a tool or a burden— softens into a listening field. In that quiet unfolding, you are not doing life; life is gently doing you. Each step, each pause, each unnoticed gesture reveals…
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The Librarian in My Teacup
A librarian sleeps inside my teacup, turning pages with steam-soft hands. Each sip releases a hush of footnotes, citations swirling in the milk… She stamps my heart OVERDUE and locks the door from within. #poetry #surrealverse #innerworlds #whimsywriting #microfantasy
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The Voice That Lives in You
There is a quiet voice within you— older than fear, softer than certainty— speaking through pauses, sensations, and moments when the world finally slows. When you learn to listen, you realize it has always known the way. #poetry #InnerVoice #SelfTrust #SoulListening #MindfulLiving
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The Constellations That Raised Me
The biggest influences in my life did not arrive as declarations or doctrines, but as quiet forces—hands that steadied, silences that taught, books that widened the mind, and stars that placed my smallness into a gentler perspective. Shaped by people, pain, nature, and time itself, this poem traces an intimate inner journey that slowly opens…
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