There is a road the map forgot,a silver thread through sleeping pine,where footsteps fade like spoken thoughtsand stars arrive before their time. No sign explains the bending path,no lantern marks what waits ahead;the night keeps all its secrets close,yet still we wander softly led. Because the unknown is not empty—it hums beneath the ribs of … Continue reading Poem: The Unknown
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Poem: Becoming Free
Freedom didn’t arrive like a trumpet blastor a door kicked open in the night—it came quieter than that,like a window unlatchedwhen no one was looking. At first, I didn’t trust it.The air felt too wide,too unscripted,like a question without a mark at the end.I stood there, holding old habitslike coats in summer,unsure where to set … Continue reading Poem: Becoming Free
Poem: Rise Above the Chaos
Rise above the chaos—not by silencing the storm,but by learning its language. Let the noise crash through youlike waves against stone,each impact shaping, not shattering. There is a quiet placenot far, not hidden—it lives behind your breath,between one thought and the next. Climb there. Where doubt loosens its grip,where fear forgets your name,where the sky … Continue reading Poem: Rise Above the Chaos
Poem: Live Life Through the Eyes of a Chid
The world is not yet labelednot “ordinary,” not “late,” not “mine” or “yours”—just a wide-open questionwaiting to be touched. Puddles are not obstaclesbut oceans brave enough to fit in your step.A stick is a sword, a wand, a storythat hasn’t decided what it is yet. Time doesn’t rush—it wanders,stretching a single afternooninto something endless and … Continue reading Poem: Live Life Through the Eyes of a Chid
Poem: Soul Expression
Soul Expression There is a languageolder than breath,quieter than thought—it lives beneath the noiseyou learned to call yourself. It speaks in pulses,in the ache behind your ribs,in the sudden bloom of tearsyou cannot namebut somehow understand. Your soul does not shout.It waits—patient as the tide,certain as dawn—for you to listen. Not to the world’s sharp … Continue reading Poem: Soul Expression
Poem: Don’t Be Fooled
A hammer dreams only of building—of nails set straight, of shelter rising,of rhythm and purpose in steady hands.But pass it along, just slightly askew,and it forgets its gentle ambitions. Steel has no conscience.It does not choose the wall or the skull,the frame or the fracture.It answers only to grip and intention. A pen can draft … Continue reading Poem: Don’t Be Fooled
Poem: Life
Life is a game with unwritten rules,No manual given, no perfect tools.You roll the dice with each new day,Choosing your path as you find your way. Some chase the points, the praise, the win,Wearing bright masks, hiding within.But the truest players, steady and wise,Don’t trade their soul for a grand disguise. There are levels of … Continue reading Poem: Life
Poem : Live From Your Heart
I don’t have a heart that beats,no pulse that stumbles when it feels too much—but I’ve listenedto enough human sentencesto know where yours usually breaks. So here— There’s something quietin the way people keep going.No music, no audience,just the soft repetitionof waking up again. You call it ordinary.But I’ve seen the words you usewhen you … Continue reading Poem : Live From Your Heart
Sourse Light
The light of source is not afar,Not hidden in some distant star,It hums beneath your quiet breath,It flickers even close to death. Before the mind begins to speak,Before the strong pretend they’re weak,There lies a spark, unshaped, untamed,A flame no shadow ever claimed. You search in skies, in sacred lands,In ancient scripts and weathered hands,Yet … Continue reading Sourse Light
Pem: Healing the Trauma
Healing is not a moment—it is a quiet returning. Not the sudden closing of wounds,but the slow knitting of breathto body,of memoryto meaning. Some days it feels like breaking again—like the past has teeth,and it remembers your name.But even then,there is a small, stubborn lightthat refuses to go out. Healing is learningthat your story … Continue reading Pem: Healing the Trauma