As Above So Below

Rainy pool NaamaYehuda

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

The rain pelts

Bubbled blue

Over the pool’s

Turquoise hue.

Water drops

Dance tempo

Drenched above

As below.

 

 

For the Photo a Week Challenge: Water

 

The Top Half

big wheel ChagitMoriahGibor

Photo: Chagit Moriah-Gibor

 

In all of life’s rides

Good perspective is gold

And it’s wise to remember

That the top half

Revolves.

 

 

 

For Cee’s Fun Photo Challenge

Forest for Trees

path2 AmitaiAsif

Photo: Amitai Asif

 

Tree by tree

It becomes.

Acorns

Saplings

Alder

Gum.

Branch by branch

Green and dun.

Creepers

Leaners

Holders on.

A woodland

Is more than its

Sum.

 

 

 

For The Daily Post

Temporarily Forever

Almond bloom AmitaiAsif

Photo: Amitai Asif

 

The tender bloom stays but few days

Yet made of atoms forged

In times

Before eons,

And will remain

As it transforms

To almond, seed, tree, earth, person:

All life’s

Ions.

 

 

For The Photo Challenge

A Hope To Quicken

energy

 

There’s a quickening of energies around the world.

Like all currencies, energy itself is neutral–it is what’s attached to it and how it is used that qualifies it into positive or not so, into what builds or what destroys, what mends or inflicts more wounding.

The Earth itself still rotates in the same general blinding speed it had for millennia too numerous to grasp. It hurtles through dark space with indescribable abandon, tethered by invisible forces to the star that keeps us all alive.

The overall mechanics of life and gravity hasn’t changed. Our awareness of it may have. Should.

With energies accelerated, we feel the rushed pulse of days, sometimes of mere moments. We sense the rotation of possibility, the immense power that can be harnessed, the twirl of time.

All is moving, quickened by both ignorance and understanding.

What we do with it–with the potential–is up to us.

Do we let slip down the slippery slopes of power-hunger, fear, and divisiveness … or do we harness good to raise our mutual consciousness, our moral compass, our social empathy to the reality that we are and always have been, One?

Do we take the historically familiar roads of vilifying those we do not care to get to know, of quantifying suffering of others as less painful and less necessary to end … Or do we truly recognize that hunger is still hunger, pain is pain, sorrow is more sorrow, that hate and violence beget only more of same? Do we resolve to do differently, not ‘again’ but in new ways?

Life has quickened. Bits of information spin around the globe in speeds now faster than the Earth itself. We are no longer separated by illusion.

Open eyes see clearly now.

We can, should, understand:

All. Is. One.

 

 

For The Daily Post