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There is a time and place for everything and in that is a way of being

There is a time and place for everything and in that is a way of being, a way of behaving and a place to rest knowing that what I have achieved is not all perfectly clear, but I am who I am and in that I can be pleased to know myself and be proud.

Who am I to complain when another more powerful me exists, supports and provides so that I can be on Earth and survive?

Who am I to suffer humiliation and shame when I am no more than a miniscule speck on an ocean of other more valid material bursts of fame?

Who am I when the life I have had is over and another replaces my space, place and appreciable view?

Who am I to endeavour to pass by this way without valuing that ride with sincere appreciation  for having the courage to pursue that path regardless. I did so anyway to venture to know, understand and grow wiser for choosing to go and become more aware.


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August 19th, 2010
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The lost soul returns home

The lost soul returns home to be with itself.

Going home is no more than opening a door and entering a place of calm reflective views and positively rich outcomes.

Coming into that door of safely lit ability and calm provides a sense of belonging, a place of complete rest in the knowledge no other can enter your sanctum, unless invited by you.

The ability to become aware of who you are lies within this room. It holds the possibility to be clear and give honour to the person who lives and reigns within your mind.

August 3rd, 2010
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As I pass by this way…

As I pass by this way consider me, for I am in need of your comfort and support.

I am indeed a lonely and fragile soul wanting and waiting ever so patiently to be free of my misery and rest unattended by past fear.

We are all waiting and wanting to be at peace. Lost, we are longing to return and return to a place where life as love and joy and harmony reigned.

What am I to do here all alone as you my valiant self remain by this life of ugly, altogether fragile scene?

I am not able to communicate by word, as I have long past that way and only am left now to be using your life’s worth to enter and too be with your lovely life time story and view.

August 1st, 2010
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