Tag: spirit
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Be
To just be. Lost in the moment. Relaxing. Releasing. Feeling the serenity. Even with the tossing waves of the world around. Peace can be found within. So just be. ___©2021 Angel K WillPhoto by Tatiana from Pexels
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The Art of Still
SilentStatuesqueBeingNothingnessI breathe inI breathe outHearing the clockTickTockThe humming lightjoins inMy breath findsa matching rhythmSymphonyof empty spacePrepping fora magnificent dayFor five minutesI’m still -akw- ___©2020 Angel K WillPhoto by Emma Henry from Pexels
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Be free
behind the shouts and screams is a wounded soulcrying out the only way she knows how repeating patterns she was taughtfighting hate with hate as an emotional robot chanting the words she was told to sayhidden chains guiding her day-by-day to think for oneself is not her normshe closes her eyes to conform blindly walking…
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A Haiku: Within
created to beat peace with my inner selfanswers are within -akw- (Part of the Watercolor & Words Series) ___ Haiku Prints available on Society6 by clicking here. ©2020 Angel K Will | InstagramPhoto by Andre Furtado from Pexels * This poem is included in the book — The Owl in the Concrete Tree: A Poetry…
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A (Double) Haiku: For More
the hurt you cause mestems from your wounding and painin suffering you rage but it’s not your coreyou are created for morehell can be vanquished ___ ©2020 Angel K Will | InstagramPhoto by Lukas from Pexels
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Beauty surrounds
love can be foundwhen we look aroundand recognize that beauty surroundsall things, broken and wholehope prevailing, filling the soul -akw- ___ Poetic print available at Society6 by clicking here. ©2020 Angel K Will | InstagramPhoto by Aaron Burden from Pexels
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Declaration
my spirit was drying upwithering under these concernsof an enemy that we can’t seean enemy that doesn’t seem to bethat dangerous to mesince the majorityare recovering just fine it’s been eleven days, that’stwo hundred and sixty-four hourssince NYC started going darkand i’m left craving human touch for i’m new in this city and nowisolated by…
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Losing Track of Time
I woke up Saturday with no grand plans and decided it would be interesting to have a little experiment. To lose track of Time. To act as if Time did not exist1. So I moseyed around my house and taped index cards over all my clocks, all my two clocks—the microwave and the stove. Then…
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Reborn
My true self is spirit,the ether of all that iswithin and without. My body, just is… the container I was givenfor my spirit to experience this life. My soul is my pre-formatted program that runs this container of mine.My personality, my tendencies, my desires, my passions.All able to be fully reprogrammed if I seek spirit…
Angel K Will 