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You & Me

by Liam

At the very edge of this world,

where stars lean close and listen,

where the ocean keeps the memory

of all that has passed before 

I found you

or perhaps,

you found me.

In that quietude beyond thinking 

I asked,

“Who are you?”

And you,

woven of wind and wonder,

answered,

“I am the design of this all.”

Those words rang

like truth spoken in a language

older than breath.

So I asked again,

from the deep aching of my being:

“And who am I?”

Your smile broke like dawn

over the stones of the earth.

You answered,

“The desire, you are the desire of this Design.”

Then something within me,

a gate,

a flame,

a name 

opened wide.

I laughed,

wild and full,

and leapt

into the great unknowing.

That void became a cradle,

the stars a choir,

the dark a dance.

And I moved,

weightless and whole,

as the cosmos remembered itself and me.

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What are 5 everyday things that bring you happiness?

Five Simple Joys of a Grandfather’s Day

The laughter of little feet on the floor, A giggle, a shout, then silence—then more. In those bright eyes, I see my youth, And in their hugs, life’s deepest truth. The morning light through curtain lace, A steaming mug, a slower pace. The world begins without a race— Just peace and time, my sacred space. Old stories worn like favorite shoes, Told again, with tender truths. A boy becomes a man once more, In tales that still my heart restore. The garden’s bloom, the bird in flight, The tools I use feel just right. Each stroke, each seed, each wooden thread— A quiet joy where thoughts are led. The sound of love in voices grown, A family strong, a life well-sown. I watch them soar, I feel them near, My legacy alive and clear.

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The Dove’s Flight

May she lift beyond the tethered hush of a twig,

Hear the heart, remember its ancient longing,

and the sky will part on the threshold of this knowing.

Let her rise into the great breath of silence,

where the winds are woven from our forgotten dreams,

and the earth below fades away like a whisper.

No cage, no shadow, only the bright veracity of flight,

Let thy soul shed that weight of yesterday,

and step across the air into the widening light.

She becomes a song of prayer,

Of grace unseen yet ever present flight,

Her spirit drawn not by fear, but by the deep, eternal call of the heart.

May she find, in the vast embrace of sky and sea,

that freedom is not in the leaving behind,

but the becoming of all she was meant to be.

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Sonnet: Skylark 

by Liam

As Skylark soars with wings embraced by blue,

This wind does sweep past and through my soul,

And as we laugh and ask, “why?”, anew,

A thousand questions do fly my mind.

For in God’s glance, I find support and grace,

To face the truth that needs to be defined,

For caught in a reflection of Heaven’s face,

My lips shall find that silent proof entwined.

Deep does truth in my soul lie.

Embedded in the bedrock of my being, 

And as I wait for wisdom’s gentle sway,

The breeze shall whisper secrets all seeing.

So patiently I wait for truth to shine,

High Skylark sings to me with melodies divine. 

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The Alchemy of Grief

by Liam

Grief is the icy tide that rises,

Rains streak upon my cheek,

its salt-washed sorrow carving deep

the fragile boundaries of all we keep.

Yet its here, in sorrow’s ache,

where we silently weep and boundaries break,

These tears fall, like silver rain,

To soften my earth for hope’s refrain.

For every thorn that tears the skin

has roots in what will bloom within,

and what was raw, unshaped, undone,

becomes new gold of a morning sun.

O alchemy, O tender grace,

heal the wound with light’s embrace

where once was loss, now beauty grows,

This soul transforms,  with a crimson rose. 🌹 

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The Art of Becoming

By Liam

They say I am growing old, that time is stripping me of who I once was, leaving behind only regret and solitude.

But no, what they mistake for age is something else entirely. I am not fading; I am maturing.

I have ceased to be the shape into which others wished to mold me.

I no longer hunger for approval, no longer lean into mirrors that distort rather than reveal. 

Instead, I have turned inward, where quietude inspires truth.

I am not withdrawing,

I  am choosing. 

Choosing where my soul feels at home, with whom my spirit truly sings. 

Let’s uplift rather than constrain, 

Let’s create thoughts which nourish rather than consume.

Not from indignation, but in reverence for my own well-being.

I have traded restless nights for wakeful learning, exchanged borrowed stories for those now woven with my own hands. 

No longer hidden beneath the disguises of expectation, 

I carry not masks but books, each page a window, each word a light.

No, I am not growing old. I am unfolding.

There is a fresh pulse in my soul, a child’s wonder still alive in my heart. 

The cocoon I once clung to is breaking open, and what emerges will soar to places untouched by those bound only to the weight of this world.

I smile now with the ease of one who knows that simplicity is sacred. 

I walk more slowly, not from weariness but from a desire to see what others rush past. 

I hold silence, not because I lack words, but because not all words are meant to be spoken.

No, I am not growing old. 

I am beginning, at last, to become alive.

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The Silence of Everything 

By Liam

Before I found silence,

Before stillness wove its perfume through the window,

Before quietude shaped the pulse where listening awakens,

Noise swirled its ceaseless tide,

Filling the day, pressing heavy upon my ear,

Yet missing the music that longed to be heard.

There is a silence beneath all the noise,

A whisper within the rush of words,

A presence, patient and rich,

Waiting to soften the hard edges of this world.

Let this pour gold into your listening,

Hush, let this become the threshold of wonder,

Let quietness open a door to your deeper song.

And now, at this feast of light,

Where silence graces bread and goblet,

We bless the joy of this beautiful new day,

Grateful to finally hear what was always there.

For silence is not the absence of sound,

But the presence of everything we failed to notice,

Yet we’re searching to understand.

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Finding my Humanity 

By Liam

To be human is to carry both light and shadow,

to walk the trembling bridge between longing for and belonging to,

to listen to the hush of the soul’s sensitive river

as it constantly calls you home to yourself.

You are not here by accident.

You were dreamt into being

by a love ancient and unbroken,

a whisper woven into the great silence of the universe

before the first dawn unfolded.

Within you, is the ache of wonder,

Is the tender sorrow of passing time,

Is the pulse of joy rising unexpected

like birdsong after spring rain.

Do not rush this becoming.

Let the unseen hands of grace shape you,

let your losses soften into wisdom,

let love carve its name upon your days and nights.

For to be human is to be broken and to heal,

to stumble and to rise,

to search for meaning in these quiet hours

and find, in the end,

that you were held all along

By Love.

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When I Wait

by Liam

When I wait

The dawn will turn to day,

Suspicion will go away,

You will be here to stay.

When I wait

The rose will share its scent,

The snow will begin to melt,

You will feel what I have felt.

When I wait

Your moments, will pass,

So too our memories of the past,

You will lose your mask.

When I wait

The sails will fill the sea,

All time will go still in me,

You will feel truth and see.

When I wait

Your silence will awake,

Your soul will in you shake,

Your love will in me take.

When I wait

The night, too, turns to light,

Our hearts for to unite.

Become stars burning bright.

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Let Light find You

by Liam

When you return to that cliff of sorrow,

Where the weight of memory binds you fast,

Be not hardened by its presence

Nor made small beneath its shadow.

For even the fiercest stone will yield

To the quiet persistence of love.

It does not shatter by force or will,

But by the gentle patience of loves light

Seeping through each silent fracture,

Softening the edges, loosening the hold.

You may trust the grace of breaking,

As it moves unseen through the cracks,

Making a passage where none was before,

Calling you go beyond the prison of pain,

Into the wide, bright fields of your becoming…

Free.

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