Tag: Poetry
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Joy in Fragments
Steam rises from tea—the first sip holds yesterday’s worries, then lets go… A puddle mirrors the sky after sudden rain, and I pause to see myself floating among clouds—this accidental heaven… Joy arrives quietly, not in grand gestures but in the space between one breath and the next—this moment, given freely.
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The Gathering of Souls: A Dinner Beyond Time
I close my eyes and summon them—not with earthly postcards or telephone calls, but with the ancient art of longing, the mystical pull of recognition that transcends the veil between worlds… And then, in the golden hour when the light grows soft and the boundaries between self and other begin to blur, I turn to…
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Two Souls, One Rhythm
She steps into morning light, barefoot on dew-kissed grass, while I pull curtains closed against the eager sun. Coffee steams beside my book, pages turning like seasons—you would think we’re worlds apart, but watch how spring unfolds between her wandering and my witnessing…
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What Is Your Favorite Genre of Music?
You ask me this question like it’s simple, like the heart has drawers labeled jazz, rock, classical, like the soul keeps neat little categories for the sounds that make us human. But I tell you—music doesn’t live in genres, it lives in the space between your ribs when that first note hits…
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The Salt Between Us: My Most Memorable Vacation
I remember the morning we left, how you fumbled with the car keys while I counted sunscreen bottles like rosary beads in my palm. The highway stretched before us, a ribbon of possibility threading through mountains that wore clouds like crowns…
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Inheritance
Though winds dispersed what once was meant to be, They carried seeds you never meant to sow… A gentle meditation on love’s enduring spirit, Inheritance explores how what feels like an ending can become a beginning elsewhere.
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Night’s Calm Guardian: A Journey
I stand beneath the silver orb, its ancient face familiar yet unknowable, a coin tossed into the velvet purse of sky. How many nights have I looked up to find this same companion, this celestial lighthouse that has guided ships through storm and lovers through uncertainty?
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Kami
Kami. Animism. Sacred. Home. Whatever word you choose, the truth remains: You belong here. You have always belonged here. The earth recognizes you as its own beloved child, and in return, it asks only that you remember.
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Mirror of Creation
I am the canvas that bleeds color before the brush arrives, the silence that holds its breath before the first note sounds… You are the ocean receiving rivers—every gesture I make flows into the vastness of your understanding, changes you in ways I cannot measure… She stands at the intersection of courage and terror, her…
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無常の流れ Mujō no Nagare (Impermanence Flow)
Morning mist rises from concrete— the city breathes through steel lungs, exhales yesterday’s promises into today’s uncertainty. A businessman’s reflection fractures in puddles that mirror neon signs, each ripple erasing the face he wore at twenty, replacing it with lines drawn by decades of subway commutes and convenience store dinners. Because things are the way…
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