Second Chance

A door left ajar invites me back:
not to erase the past,
but to learn its weight.
Offering myself mercy,
I start a revolution.
The soft promise of tomorrow
opening my heart.

#micropoetry

Stephanie Hsu in Everything Everywhere All at Once

The crowd decorated me
with hot pink and lime green,
bursts of color flung
through their laughter
as the music pounded
and the masses thrummed
in pulsing rhythm.

The clear blue sky
held space perfectly still
like Shiva
while Shakti did Her outrageous Holi dance.

#micropoetry
#Holi

Before thought, before words: boiling water.
The grounds dance,
beginning the sacred ritual.
Slowly awakening
I go inside and loose this crazy mind.
Coffee and cream turns into gratitude, prayer, and surrender.
I disappear;
the wilderness takes over.

#coffee
#meditation
#micropoetry
#camping

My daughter squints
through her hair
in the company of Mary,
sharing the shade.

Wild child,
she has my heart forever.

The ancient icon pulls
a net of light across time.

As from a star,
a bounty of light
has reached me.

#micropoetry
#daughter
#Mary
#goddess

In every tear you’ve shed,
every sleepless night,
She has been there—watching through your eyes,
holding the center when no one else could.
You are not alone.
The Mother of All walks with you.
Not as legend, but as pulse: steady, warm, alive in your heart.

#micropoetry
#Shakti
#tantra

She is not hiding from this world, but in the difficult & uncomfortable,
the anxious & worrisome,
ready in this moment to unlock Grace.
The time to open this precious treasure is now.
She will provide
the Key you are looking for
when you take refuge in your integrity.

#micropoetry
#goddess

Who talks of the Goddess now?
She is such an Old Way.
Yet Her Path has been smoothed by the feet of legions of earnest seekers, flowing through history like rivers of fire.
In Her, new Life still springs and dances like the fire atop a volcano.

#micropoetry
#goddess

Dragged by the weight of mood and murk,
I forget the thread.
But, it never leaves.
The ache, the anger, the gray fog:
each one a gate,
each one an opportunity for balance.
Even in disconnection,
I am held.
The Source does not abandon
Itself.

#micropoetry

Shakti flows within,
radiant, unwavering,
and perceiving all.

Truth hums in our marrow;
each gesture sending ripples through the seams of life.

In the fire of each challenge,
Her hand within our own:
steady, fierce, comforting.

You are never alone.
She breathes through us,
as us.
#micropoetry

You are the Goddess;
not a wave in Her ocean,
but the Sea Itself.
She comes to know Herself through the Tiny Details of Your Life.
Every Breath You take
is Hers.
Every glance is filled with the Joy of Recognition.
Do not bow. Rise.
This One Life is Grace Itself, just as It Is.

#micropoetry

I move through
the waves and storm,
With a light smile
that floats in norms,
Yet deep within a door swings wide thru care.
I walk with stars visible only to my stare.
Most don’t see the light around,
but truly in silence it abounds.

#micropoetry

Steam rises—
a soft lift for the day ahead.
The first sip bites, then melts, dark and grounding.
Growing thunder rolling
through sleep last night.
Bitterness leans into comfort.
Half-awake, i am in love
with this dissolving dream.

#micropoetry

Light spills across stone, a silent bloom of time.
Wind traces the edge of a leaf, and in stillness, the world unfolds its unseen grace.

#micropoetry

Stillness calls, a silent guide,
where self and world no more divide.
The ocean moves, yet stays the same,
waves arise, but none remain.

I act with love, yet hold no claim,
a candle’s flame, yet not the flame.
The world unfolds, I play my part,
free from grasp, yet full of heart.

#Shakti
#CosmicCreation
#DivineFeminine
#Goddess
#UniversalMother
#SourceOfLife