Art Poetique

"Let your verse be the thing in motion"

Wednesday, January 3, 2024

Insecurity

Insecure - vs demure,

The translation's unsure

From birthright to existence.


In life and breath, 

In blight and death

Equanimity is found.


What relates to perfection?

And what equates to believing in yourself

Any less than any other?


Walk boldly, and do.


Through future's unread,

If we tread

Upon this orb,

There's surety in persistence.


We are all beginners at life.

Solitude

A shining prism

    on a chandelier

A sacred space

    devoid of fear


Hallowed glens

    in forests dim

The leafy tendrils

    on a hemlock limb


Solitude is

    marked by rest

Or beauty in a 

    kindred guest


Resplendent quietude -

Joy in habitude -

Rapture of thought

Untamed, uncaught.