The Arch of Consciousness & Other Thoughts: Poetry

How can you remind 
yourself that you've
forgotten how to breathe?
~
Let us paint 
in shades of red


Not the flood of violence,
nor the riptide of rage


But the warm quilt of 
compassion
and the sacred prism
of love
~
I wasn't so always
full of fancy
Instead, I was full
of ambition

But the world
has a way of 
sucking you dry
in the pursuit of
"aim to please"
~
Who are we really
but mirrors to others?

Showcase yourself
like a rubix cube
and you will solve
the riddle of
who you are
~
It is so 
very often funny
that we can
only recognize when
we were happy
when we aren't
~
Sometimes reality 
is just a wet shirt;
take it off
~
When the eyes are
truly open
it is like a blow
to the arch of Consciousness

See the world 
as it is,
not how 
you've convinced yourself 
it must be.

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