Stepping Back From the Chaos (Poem)

In the quiet of the night, 

Where everything is still, 

And dark 

Behind the misty sky,

The world shuts down, 

Stops, 

And dreams, 

Looks so real 

As we ponder 

The night-time visions

Of above, 

Giving us glimpses 

Of our daily thoughts

As we contemplate, 

Breathe,

And Rejuvenate.

When we get up, 

Like the quiet of the night, 

This place of stillness,

Away from the chaos 

Of today,

No distractions, 

Just being, 

Without contradictions, 

Steering us away,

From our divine purpose 

And unanswered prayers. 

We find a place within,

Where all answers are within, 

What was once hidden,

Is now within our reach,

As we contemplate, correlate,

And find our place,

In the chaotic world of today.

From this space of stillness,

What was once an annoyance 

And disturbance,

Is now a figment, 

Of our imagination,

Always was, 

We just didn’t accept it

Until we stepped back, 

And looked within, 

The essential calling, 

Of our soul.

 

Being Genuine

People respect an individual who’s true to themselves, not someone who teaches one thing but contradicts himself through his actions. What is living your teachings? It’s teaching happiness because you are happy. It’s teaching gratitude because you are grateful. If you know what brings happiness, gratitude, and you’re living it, then go teach it. However, if you’re not living it, teach something you know. In the meantime, work at being happy, then once you live it, you’ll teach through the clarity of your example. Invest time for yourself, and then in time you’ll be living it and well able to reach out to others. Danny G.

Face Life the Real Way (Poem)

He came into this life,

With atrocities of every kind,

As all he wanted was a life

Free of trouble 

And heartache.

As he was looking for freedom, 

And inner peace,

He was bound by beatings, 

inferiority 

And abuse. 

He then reverted to alcohol, 

All day and all night,

As he was looking for stillness,

And couldn’t find it at home.

He then sank into this pit,

Of self-destruction 

And maze,

He couldn’t get out,

So he drank and smoked pot 

To relieve the pain. 

Numbness was his stillness, 

Until he developed 

Health problems, and this overwhelming sadness.

He was feeling empty,  

All this time, 

He was reverting to alcohol and drugs

To numb the pain.

Then one day, 

A lady came into his life,

Loved him like no other ever did.

Taught him self-love, 

How to appreciate the moment,

Finally he was happy and felt understood.

He never understood, 

Why he was brought up this way, 

But he knew this young lady 

Was a gift from God, till this day.

He then said to himself, 

No longer will I numb the pain, 

From this dark cloud,

Of self-destruction and maze.

Despite the troubles, 

I still see beauty in the world,

Despite its imperfections,

And I choose, to face life this way.

The Swim to Victory (Poem)

As I swim in the deep cold blue,

Beneath remains squids, sharks, stingrays

And 30 feet deep. 

I stay focused on the sandy shore,

About 500 meters away, 

As the current comes sweeping my way,

I gasp for air, 

In these 10 feet waves,

From the shoreline grace,

Completely focused on my destiny,

Completely focused on my victory,

I’ve pulled through in my mind, 

So be it in life.

As the squids try to attach, 

And the sharks try to bite,

And the stingrays tries to sting,

I’ve been down this current before,

I won it in my mind,

So be it in life.

The Teacher

The teacher always presents himself at the ideal time for your ultimate best. He pushes you into uncharted territory to smooth out the rough edges. With always your best interest at heart, if you simply listen, and not push against, he will reveal to you, your true self, from your own lenses. Danny G.

Just Being (Poem)

A hot cup of java,

On a cold wintery morning,

Sipping and staring at the bay.

Watching snowflakes, 

Melt on the branches, 

As it drips,

Into the shadowy stream.

Glancing at the sunrise,

While the birds whistle 

And sing, like a melody, 

With hymns.

I feel the cool crisp air on my skin,

As I’m lost in the moment, 

Without a care in the world,

Just being.

Overcoming and Thriving (Poem)

Without mountains to shake us deep,

We are merely sheep wandering in the field, 

Merely existing but not living, 

On flat ground as we wonder around. 

No opportunities to strive for,

No burning desire to reach for,

No journey, 

Merely existing, wandering around,

With no desire to strive for.

We condemn what unfolds the journey,

And condemn what creates triumph,

In this extravagant world

Of ups, downs 

Falls, and triumph.

Let’s not forget 

That all,

Creates the journey

The destiny,

A new awareness 

Of it all.

Harmoniously With the Divine (Poem)

The more I separated from the divine,

I was clouded by the misty wall.

The misty wall was all I could see,

Without your lenses through the deep.

The more I pursue despite the lies,

I can see you and me harmoniously. 

As long as you’re here with me,

There’s nothing and nowhere I cannot be.

And as long as you’re here with me,

I can just be,

Conquer mountains

In front of me.

Seeing Past the Misty Fog (Poem)

As I pull through in the misty fog,

Everywhere is blurry 

But the forefront. 

I put my backpack on my back,

I open it, 

Let the trash drop. 

One by one 

The trash drops, 

As I steadily gaze at the forefront,

Fully immersed on this present moment, 

To bring me all I love and need, 

Fully immersed on this present moment, 

To unfold my path and destiny.

Devotion in the Wrong Place

Some gain the world, but they lose themselves in the process. For what good is it to gain the world, but not acknowledge his true self? And what good is it to live a life of luxury, and wear the most expensive garments, but not know anything about his true identity? Danny G.

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