Watching the Wind

Watching the wind,

Rushing

Silently,

Blowing,

Between everything

Bringing the invisible to visible,

Flowing through everything

Now loudly

Now hiding

Connecting to all things,

Where nothing is missed;

All things exist

~ M. L Adams

Teacup Sky

 

A teacup without emptiness

Is like a bird without sky

Caught up some where

With nowhere to fly

Lost in its ownness

Trying to get by

With nothing to trust in

No wind and no sky,

When a teacup has emptiness

The bird can again fly

Free in it’s trusting

In the oneness of it’s own flight ❤

~ M.L Adams

Flow Like Water

Life is as water

Always changing , always adapting

Its a journey that flows in living

Be one with it and its torrents

It is there we find peace

It is there we find stillness

Flow as water,

It is there you’ll find joy; from within

~ M.L.Adams

Out of the woods

Like life unbottled
Pouring out
From underneath
A pricked little finger
And it all came here

The baby is crying
Yet all is so still
Be grateful
He says
All is here

Some things just fall,
And that’s it

The way is here
Look at it,
The way is here,
No rushing

Life is the background;
Play the fore
We are all looking for a place;
Only we can explore
💕

~ M. L Adams

The Silent Flute

This one has to be my favourite poem of Bruce Lee’s ❤️️

I wish neither to possess
Nor be possessed
I no longer covet paradise
More important, I no longer fear hell

The medicine for my suffering
I had within me from the very beginning,
But I did not take it

My ailment came from within myself
But I did not observe it
Until this moment

Now I see that I will never find the light
Unless, like the candle, I am my own fuel,
Consuming myself

~ Bruce Lee

A true inspiration ❤️️