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

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Defining Moments


Defining Moments

Looking Beyond the Mirror of Life

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With a rise and fall on the roller‑coaster breath of living — one day lifted into light,
one day swallowed by shadow. Paradise and suffering, braiding themselves through our days — the world becomes the mirror we dare — or fear — to face.

To look into a mirror — meeting truth unmasked:
the lines of time,
the stories etched in skin,
the echoes of choices made
and those still trembling in our bones.

But look again —
past the surface,
past the judgments,
past the ache of old narratives —
and you may glimpse
what others have seen all along:
a divine being,
loved beyond measure,
waiting to be recognized.

The one staring back can be friend or foe — the choice is ours. For the mirror does not lie — it reveals — showing us heaven or hell — creating fabled stories to cling to. Showing denied beauty — forgotten magnificence the equal.

See what I see —
for I see a soul luminous,
a heart worthy,
a being beloved.

We step into the Canvas of our reflection — knowing the Canvas of Life will echo whatever chosen colors through:

Pilgrim sees only the surface — the cracks, the flaws, the shadows.
Warrior sees deeper — into the soul’s quiet radiance, into the place where love begins.

As within, so without;
as we see, so we become.

~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

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