We all have a story to tell.

No more and no less miraculous than the next.

See the gifts of self,

Within others.

No More and no less miraculous than the next.

Whether one knows,

Still figuring out,

Or no clue where to begin.

Be an ear.

Be the light.

Lending tiny morsels of thought to seeker next door.

Be here,

Be there.

Know,

Or unbeknown.

No magic formula,

No magic bullet.

Just ones own two,

With desire to move forward.

Give a morsel,

Receive in return.

Grandiose

Or gentle brush strokes painting our reality. ~Ani Po

Oh to speak

Language of Universe.

How shall I know?

One cannot will,

One cannot force.

Only to surrender,

Only to allow.

Sit with me,

Show me thine ways.

Open thine heart,

So I may see with thine eyes.

Illusory,

Tangible.

Help me to Understand….Ani Po