“We do not need more intellectual power, we need more spiritual power. We do not need more of the things that are seen, we need more of the things that are unseen.” – Calvin Coolidge
In the tapestry of time,
a lineage unfolds,
A child,
a story,
in the universe it molds.
From father’s strength,
and mother’s grace,
Yet not confined to their dreams’ embrace.
Not a puppet,
nor a keeper’s claim,
I am the consequence,
not bound by name.
Born of recklessness,
ignorance,
and strife,
A journey unfolding,
a tale of life.
Not a parent,
not a dream’s designer,
I stand alone,
a self-refiner.
In the echoes of the past,
I find my truth,
Outgrown the binds,
the vigor of youth.
A child of my own,
a guide so wise,
Responsibility,
care,
caution arise.
Setting boundaries
in the present’s glow,
Educating self,
the seeds I sow.
In the canvas of existence,
a lineage told,
A tale of growth,
of being bold.
This journey,
unique,
in time’s endless stream,
The title engraved: “A Life Unseen.”
DD
Kashmir Birk
“A self refiner” landed deeply for me. Because we are not broken and need to be fixed, we are pure as gold. A Refiner heats up the gold to remove the impediments and obstructions, and that is what your poetry does DD, it brings me back to myself.
DaithiOGadhrai
Hauntingly beautiful- born out of recklessness- i too was tempered in the flames of trauma and can relate to every sentiment- such a beautiful piece ❤️ D
bill iha
i just can’t believe how damn good you can writeEnglish,let alone just the purity of your voice,but thenit has helped that i’ve known you for a tiny specof existence.keep painting emotion with your writings,they whisper (and sing) with your voice,delicious clarity!