Tag: #purpose
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In Omnia Paratus
Dropped from pods of divineBorn through womb of our mothersWe grow on the backs of our fathersLearn to walk with our legsAnd words come to us from allMoulded by our teachersSeeking love, gaining scars, Pain & suffering chisel usLife happens to us for a whileUntil we gain eyes to seeAnd ears to listen to theVast…
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WADDLING WORDS
Waddling Words – My first book. A labor of love. An ode to my Fire Bird. An attempt to do my bit, for animals, for I love them all so much. It is out. It is my tribute to my beloved horse Jasmine Sky who passed in the end of 2021. I dint know how…
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Stardust
I have come a long way. So far from where I started the memories are fading. But I know how it feels in my body..all of it. The good, the bad, the ugly, the magic, the myth, the epic. 2022 was dark.. but that’s why I saw what I was made of … STARDUST. That’s…
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Sign Posts
No matter what direction I take in my life I always come to this center. This anchor. This cornerstone. Over the years no matter how far I feel I have wandered from my core I am reminded that, though it may not seem like it, but I am on the path I am supposed to…
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Wild Beasts & The Lass
I wander the world &Arrive at the door. AsI walk in I am greeted, By wild beasts with big eyes and RoyalBronze skin that shinesLike the setting sun inThe horizon on a happyWinter evening. And IAm crying tears of joy .. For between them standsA girl happy as a clam – Her I have searched…
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A Perfect Life Is Possible!
Life is lived one day at a time, with faith, hope & belief that all that is happening and will happen has its own logic. We may not understand it in the moment but when we look back at our life lived it will all make PERFECT sense 🙂My life I tell my friends is…
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My One True Love
With her I was my the best self. With her I was fearless. With her I believed I could take on the world. With her I stood firmly in my power. With her I loved like nothing else mattered. With her I discovered what I can be. She is gone now or so it seems.…
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The Dream
All the dream needed wasSmall acts of dedication likeWaking up early to walk my dog,Consistent love like that ofVisiting my old parents weekly,Saved time like coins in piggy bank,Kind patient me like my granWas when feeding the little meThese were the simple ask ofThis body of creation that satDeep within me waiting for eternityJust so…
Sowmya Hiremat 