Follow The Aah

What if nobody knows what’s
going on? Oh, we jump on any

soapbox, proclaiming our insights,
produce our plans to rectify

the wicked programmed fear
laid in place over suffering

generations. We hint darkly
of the deep state, or inner

cabals, alien confederations tightening
the nooses round our delicate

necks. Humanity teems over each
scrap of darkness projected

by unfettered greed. My awareness,
my attention, my imagination

sincere and unstoppable
the most precious resource

sought after, cajoled, seduced.
My very spine aligns

the priceless antenna
receiving sacred now.

I sit in this newfound
commitment moment to moment.

There is no other life,
no future gripped in the talons of

the past. Opening like a blossom
unfurling each perception

releasing the false narrative
with simple reflective breath.

Now commands every sense
as I arrive

letting go of time
and space and story.

Into the not-knowing
field of always available

–what is this–love?
a hummingbird comes to the screen

chittering, the poem listens
as I fill the feeder.

Inspired by: Scrap, Rectify, Wicked and Sincere.

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Victoria Stuart

I'm a poet, philosopher and inner seeker. A giver, lover and a healer who studies the heart.

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