Witness

Be a witness, not the tide,
Watch the river, stand aside.
On the edge, a beggar’s gaze,
Drifting through the endless haze.

Step within, embrace the throne,
In the center, you’re your own.
Not a seeker, not the plea,
But the emperor, bold and free.
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The Pause

What if the wind, worn out, took pause,
Ceased its dance, ignored nature’s laws?
Have you seen a bird, with wings untied,
Slumber all day, letting dreams reside?

What if the plant, in quiet defiance,
Shunned its toil, broke its alliance?
Why is it you, who tires and sighs,
Seeking sparks to make life rise?

Is it the burden of thought we bear,
The weight of choice, a fleeting care?
Or a casual rift with life’s grand art,
Misunderstanding the rhythm at heart?
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Living in the Now

It was a quiet evening, the kind where the air feels like it’s carrying secrets. My teacher and I sat beneath a canopy of stars, a gentle breeze rustling the leaves. He always had this way of drawing out the questions buried deep within me, and tonight was no different.

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