Step into the Canvas

Out there past blinded windows

Lay a path road or natured nook

Waiting for your kiss

Dancing to your beat



Caressing mother with naked feet

Oh that is where I will be

In the Canvas

Embracing a masterpiece

All there Is

Kiss mother with Peace

Kiss her with Love

Leaving Heart prints as we go

We Step into the Canvas

Becoming so much more

Nothing more, Nothing Less

Painting a better day

Brush stroking another reality

We are a part of a greater whole

We are the Canvas.

~Ani Po


The Flow of Canvas

Enter the familiar

Comfortable and similar

Day in

Day out

People passersby arguing with another

At work never really on level of the next

The Heart burns

We act without thought

Offended another

Heart means well

Ground is familiar

Yet feels foreign to the touch


Burning desire

Dare to let go

Swept away by the sounds of eternal healing

We flow

We go

To places nobody knows


There is a calling

Heart tuning in

Sit with these chords

Translated by soul sensory knowingness

Mind, Body, Spirit

All in harmony as we go

Lost or wandering in awe

This is the Flow of Canvas.

~Ani Po