Manifest the Familiar

I have learned that we best manifest what we know. I am not a material-oriented person, therefore I will not manifest the material items to the extent of those who value this the most. For me, it’s relationships. I value the sweet rhythm and harmony when two or more souls join together to create a unique essence. This makes my spirit sing and swing. Rapture appears in my life as well-played connections, strumming their chords to form melodies of spirit….herein lies my destiny.

Sting of Midnight

The sting of midnight
Pierced my heart.
When had time turned
Against my mortal soul?
At what point had I moved
From a believer to a cynic
And then back again?
Why must my conscious
Deceive my manipulating ego?
The hands of the clock
Turned to face me, palms up
And then slapped my shocked cheeks
So hard
It shook my disbelieving countenance.
Time, you are my double-crossing savior.

Premature Prodding

Silently I watched it play out
Before me.
Thinking I could not know,
Would not know
Her plans.
I noticed her eyes
Darting around the room,
Searching for the words
To weave her web.
I have learned that sometimes
There is more power
In letting it play itself out.
Observing it unraveling
On its own,
Rather than
Prodding it forward
Forcing a premature change
Then regretting the outcome.
Spending time smoothing the waters
Of discontent.
No, for now
I will smile and nod,
All the while watching
My own words.
Careful not to expose
Intentions.