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Ode to the Travelling Soul


Below is a poem written when I was “in the flow”. When someone is in the flow, their work is at balance between too challenging and not challenging enough. Being in the flow is the optimal creative state, and work created in the flow allows the subconscious mind to have a more active role in the creation. Before I published this poem I renewed my perspective by sleeping on it, and this was very helpful. Even the smallest details can dramatically change the whole.

I dedicate this poem to all travelling souls, and therefore all people on this planet, for in this life there is no place that man can permanently rest his head.

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Come with me to the unseen,
A place where you have never been.
Where stars collide and birds rush by,
Where brave men fight for things and die,
Where women cry and children lie,
Where pain persists and all ask, “why!”

Experience these and so much more,
In such a place beyond this shore.
Into deep lands of ocean rock,
Behold a land where myst’ries flock,
And things will open if you knock,
All but a part of destined shock.

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Be not afraid, young seeking mind,
For if you look, you’ll surely find,
Beyond that path, oft cruel, unkind,
Lies Shangri-La beyond mankind.
A life that many see maligned,
Through western lenses, so refined.

What path to choose, oh seeking soul?
What consider you to be your goal?
What in your heart do you define,
As truth so rare and so divine?
Is truth a feeling you design?
Or something more that others find?

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Consider your life, oh restless soul,
Consider just what can make you whole.
Remember, truth springs beyond time,
Pouring from places, defined sublime,
Where angels weep for the men who lie,
Where helpers comfort women who cry –

Where guides are sent to those who die,
Where answers follow all the whys,
Where learning opens every eye,
Where stars are born and grow and shine –

I’ll meet you there,
I’ll take you there,
I’ll love you there,
Beyond our sky.

Post-publishing note: Thanks to Just Write blog carnival for including this article in their carnival.

The Fiery Tiger’s Jubilee Poem


Sometimes things take a while to trickle down.

At times, only the medium of poem can best describe how one is feeling at a given moment. The following is a revised version of a poem I wrote for a fellow traveller who departs for Norway “today”, depending on your time zone. I decided I would share this travel poem with the greater community. Is she the only person this could apply to?

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i was not there
but i can imagine…

cheers, hugs, and dancing!
costumes, discussions, and a swan
all your friends just prancing
in a farewell jubilee lasting ’til dawn

soon your well-weathered feet will take you
across the blue world unto snow
another opportunity, to reunite
with someone, whose presence makes you glow

as for myself
my travels have not been so far yet
can my experiences truly compare?
so i wonder sometimes
and i reflect to myself
how does one survive anew over there?

how does one adapt, acclimatize, acculturate?
when their surroundings are entirely changed?
though I’ve been to Mexico for a week once before
hiking in Norway isn’t nearly the same

best of luck, fiery tiger
may your stripes never fade
and may life, through whatever path you proceed
in the most perfect time
as the clocks start to chime
forever bring you the lessons you most need