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Kintsugi Garden

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3 years ago

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BY GLORIA O’KOYE

Like the soil on the ground

Continues its need to be nourished,

Our bodies, minds and souls need to be replenished.

After constant use of our energy in all that we do,

We need rest before we continue.

Hard work produces plenty of fruits,

Well rested will provide quality in all that we do.

Like ecosystems that are vital

Our vegetables and fruits,

Our stories from our past all plays a part,

Even if there are ones we want to forget

Or haven’t discover its benefits quite yet,

Even in our brokenness

We are beautiful,

Like certain bugs we may not like,

But does the job in protecting the plants we adore.

Just like our gardens we need water, dirt and light,

We live and learn as we continue to grow.

How a plant needs all its parts to survive,

No fragment of our life is useless because everything plays its part…

Even though some are harder to swallow,

It is still worth

More than a dime!

Patience is a virtue

That is nearly impossible to be taught,

But life will continue to test you,

It’ll continue to make you learn

On the spot!

But like the sweet harvest after the time is right,

The fruits of your labour will remind you

How much it was worth it!

Nothing in all it’s goodness can be grown overnight,

And if it did

An aftertaste can follow right after,

Having you slightly second-guessing.

Walking along the Kintsugi garden

Speak tales of it own,

Presents lessons beyond our mental walls

And its education is well taught.

A place where shadow work needs

To be done,

Like how the gardener removes

Branches, leaves that take up energy,

May not be pleasant

But it’s a necessity!

Where pollination is like teachings

That intermingles in order

For the plant to reproduce,

Knowledge is the key and shouldn’t be taken for granted,

When one is willing to share resourceful news

Like treatments that are specific to what is needed for the plant,

Is like how we specifically treat areas we face in our lives,

What works for one part or an individual,

May not yield the same intentions as ours!

Continue to nurture our inner Kintsugi gardens,

It is sacred and can never be replaced!

How we care for Mother Nature

Is how our

Bodies,

Mind and soul,

Needs undivided attention

For as long as we roam

Amongst this realm and space!

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The Poetic Word

Meaning of Life

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1 week ago

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May 8, 2024

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BY GLORIA O’KOYE

Religions warned without faith

In a God, or countless Gods and Goddesses

Would mean an unfulfilling life.

Texts adorned with precious and humble ores

Wrapped in myrrh and olive oil

Filled up the spaces of doubt and restlessness.

Caution a meaningless life

Without something to believe in.

 

To have a purpose is a lifelong

Prescription to perfumes and cosmetic

Treatments.

Filled with spices like aloe and cassia

Represent resurrection,

Life bringing,

Purposes differ like fingerprints and snowflakes.

Not one is the exact same,

Only advice and blueprints will guide

But there is no such thing as a solid solution.

 

The meaning of life is unique to each one’s journey.

No need to brag, or put down,

Trading places is more common like

The fields of dandelions

Taking over the vast plains,

A river that breaks into streams

But eventually meet the mighty ocean

Of life

The same way.

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The Poetic Word

Everlasting Flames-to be Submitted

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3 weeks ago

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April 25, 2024

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BY GLORIA O’KOYE

Passion being fulfilled

Is like cottonwood fluff burning evenly

Across the land.

 

Not being caught up by any unnecessary

Distractions.

No need to set off forest fires

That don’t need to be provoked,

If there were no blessings

And ceremonies that are ancestral

Wisdom led.

 

Knowing that achievements stack up

Internal minds

Is refreshing to quench the thirst of

Success, like an oasis within a desert.

 

It is a breath of fresh air to the spirit

When all was given so the fruits are

Real,

Unlike wishful thinking without

Determination shown in actions

Is like praying while walking through

Scorching sands.

 

Not distinguishing which water of life

Are mirages

Tempting for a taste,

Deceiving any visions.

 

Even divine messages are lost

If a heart

Stubborn as boulders

Does not listen to the intuitions

Cautioning with series of

Discernments.

A open minded being

Will have doors open.

A humble being that knows their worth

Will succeed without burning any bridges.

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The Poetic Word

Trust In Silence

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1 month ago

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April 11, 2024

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BY GLORIA O’KOYE

When was the last time

that you sat in silence?

Where every detailed sound

From the whistling wind,

Talking trees,

Busy traffic made of streams,

Tingled the ear drums

Away from manmade machines.

 

When was the last time

Embracing nature gifts

was of great importance?

Spilling secrets

No human mind would comprehend,

Only the wisest ancients

Found deep in the Earth’s crust

Would tell nothing,

No one,

A type of loyalty that no fame and money

Would make it

Turn into a sellout.

 

When was the last interaction

Between skin and sand

Had the body had time to heal itself.

Transferring tensions into the ground

Balancing unwanted weight

Into Mother Nature’s arms.

 

When was the last time

Natural medicinal plants and food

Was replenishing

Detoxing clogged up organs.

Instead of destroying natural remedies,

And claim cures by injecting the body

Will more poison.

 

Relying on money hungry policies.

Bylaws instigating destruction.

When was the last time

Silence was allowed to answer

Mind boggling questions.

Allow silence to discern

To caution on everything around

Only silence will speak the loudest!

Trust in silence.

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