Between Worlds

Between Worlds

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I. Lanterns

A thousand thoughts floating in the sky, each one a quiet lantern — drifting toward a horizon not yet named. Sitting quietly in the tyranny of the world’s gone mad — entering the void — watching the last fragments of calm slip through fingers like dust.

Still, the lanterns rise — small rebellions of light against a darkness that insists on itself.

II. Emergence

Expanding forward into new realities — creating a new century of joyous fortitude — where even the fractured pieces of yesterday learn how to glow again. Calling on the ancient ones — realizing similarities — sing unto me — source of all reality — recalling the shape of the fire I came from — carrying warmth into whatever dawn awaits.

III. Becoming

Now, standing firmly in not knowing anything — actively walking between worlds — carrying all that is needed. Eternally present, I Am — a quiet ember of becoming — steady in the unfolding — unafraid of the vastness that once felt like void.

IV. Arrival

Arriving not as a destination — but a soft recognition — a returning to the pulse flowing through every shadowed corridor.
Stepping into the open field of breath — where nothing is demanded — everything is allowed to speak its quiet truth.

Here, gathers the light carried across thresholds unseen —
rooting the soil beneath my feet — landing as simply the moment
I stop searching for a door that was never closed.

~Ani Po

Much gratitude for those who take time to read, ponder, and allow the inner workings of self to come forward. Grateful for the feedback, love shared, and, more importantly, the Dance with Inspiration. Deep Peace.

Joseph Lieungh

Photo by Javardh on Unsplash

Dragon’s Breath


Dragon’s Breath

Bridging Gaps Across the Centuries

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Dragon’s breath
whispers into the trees
A song to sing
Carrying all our troubles away.

Bridging gaps across the centuries
Lifetimes
Ancestral chasm
Bypassing not the scar laden sinew.

Shaman’s call
Flute playing in background scene
Sacred smoke
Clearing with gusts of energy.

Panther pads
Silent across the forest floor
Shadow-born guardian
Lifting the remnants of sorrow in her jaws.

Muscles ripple
As she slips between worlds
Carrying what once burdened us
Far beyond the reach of memory.

Night accepts her offering
Stars blinking in quiet gratitude
And the path ahead
Clears beneath her steady stride.

Dragon’s breath
whispers into the trees
A song to sing
Carrying all our troubles away.

~Ani Po


Much gratitude for those who take time to read, ponder, and allow the inner workings of self to come forward. Grateful for the feedback, love shared, and, more importantly, the Dance with Inspiration. Deep Peace.

Joseph Lieungh

Photo by Javardh on Unsplash