A universe in yourself

Beautiful, benign, and benevolent

graceful, divine, and genuine

Flaws and all, you’re a concoction of perfection

the cosmic radiance in each beat of your heart

the endless galaxies in your eyes that can see more than art

Your life, your wishful soul- a personality that none other can capture

All that lulls and dulls, it’s just the ingredients for you to retain claim of yourself

Forgetful, messy,

quirky and dressy

These are your traits that help you be free.

We are all games for ourselves, we’re all perfect in who we are

it’s just that we must keep up with these traits

and continue to discover what else is in our plates.

As we open more gates and face our fates

it’s then that our turn is ours to roll

the dice  that is in our own control

it’s our choice to remain perfect

and it’s our choice to regress in defect

So what will it be?  Mark a tally of hate on our slate

or a mark of congruence and continuation

in our growth and perfect

creation?

 

 

 

 

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Our beloved Sun and Moon

Not always is the sun shining bright

in its perfect light

nor is the moon always present

to shimmer through your dark moments

But you have to work your way past that and create your own light

become a star who has its own sight

find its path to share its rays

until you become the new sun of your days

a learned sun who knows not to sink low

and desperately set on shallow waves

 

or  become a learned moon

who orbits in a balanced pace

remains bold amongst the thicket of dark clouds

and like the sun, caressing all within its space