for Beyond Baroque Reading
Bravery is neither the absence nor suppression of tears and flaws but the joint celebration of our beautiful fragility, which makes us human. We have mutually decided rather to live, to share our life blooming in nature, unprotected from wilderness, even in the terror of hailstorms and meteors, than to deny our profundity with a lie, soothed only by logic, by reason, by what can be touched.
there’s no prancing in this neighbor hood.
emptiness frankly paints a corner,
without which it could not exist.
They are at odds with me. My family. Creatures of habit, who not only see what is near but fear what is out of their hands’ reach, they are soothed by the repetition of nature yet fail to see the beauty and necessity of change, of evolving, or choosing to be blind, stunting their own growth for they fear what they do not know. Like the truncated stump of a tree, they exult in their flatness, their usefulness to others, their safety from changing times. Unbeknownst to them, they are no longer living, and only merely existing. What a shame. Without the majestic tree only they hold the potential to be, our world is missing a touch of radiance.
flags of Tibet tighten their noose on sacrifice.
Flatness is not me. I can never merely exist.
I live Love.
sing along a smile. I don’t mind anymore.
I have tango hands.
Chant up a revolution.
Courage dies tomorrow, for the stories untold today.
change happens whether dressed or not.
I squint to see beyond the beauty of their lies.
Truth lies open, naked before belief.
I Live Love.
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