I am a meta-therapist. I call my philosophy Endopathy: to become every other, in order to see the Creator's beauty in all; beauty often disregarded for its subtle essence, and killed in the womb ... or by society's vulgar and so called civilized norms of success and power determined by narcissistic semi-gods.
beauty does not always dwell in brilliance
seen by sight
for it may be plucked prematurely
before stars could sprout
on tendrils reaching for heaven
not kirstenbosch nor eden
nor heidel berg nor the outeniqua
can hold the erica when its time comes
to be burnt to dust
what seed remains
but that already covered in soil?
for on the meadows death wanders
and the skies are still closed
not calling innocence home
but let it suffer in self-discovery
and obscurity.
yes: obscurity, for beauty seldom wanders midway
where the reaper of laughter waits
or the dark crow blocks tender smiles with its guttural giggle
or where the owl sits at night
holding the howling moon in dual fight
none but the door of rock
barring the Underworld and the Arch of Stars
opening to the Highest High
truly knows of the brilliance of beauty
for fynbos dies in its subtle fragrance
tender twigs of greens
that still hold dew of soft mists and dreams
of clouds evaporating
burn the nostrils
by smothering smoke, tears and memories
do not give death a face
but free it so that beauty may sleep
under fleeting grass
nameless and peaceful
do not keep it alive in hatred
or in revenge
or in the need to defend
let beauty go as it came: silently and abrupt
on a morning in spring
and without the fire of fanfare
and should you cry
do not cry for own sorrow
but for the joy of letting beauty sleep
in its victorious awakening
Author notes
Prompt 2: Write a poem about your philosophy of life. What kind of philosopher would you be? What would you teach people?
In a list
A contest entry
- What Does The Universe Mean To You? by HaleyMary.
8000 points, ended June 9, 8 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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A beautiful philosophy! You inspire me! You are such a blessing in my life and all that you reach!
Many blessings and big hugs
marcy
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What beauty this is, not sleeping, but singing, the way angels do. Your words are the words of angels and I appreciate you sharing your insights. You are indeed a very special person and I have taken to whispering your poetry like prayers.
Good luck in the contest and thank you for sharing this. It is gold in my book. In yours too, I would think.
Garrison
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Thank You!
Thank You for Your entry: Beauty does not Dwell
This piece tugged hard at Spirit and after reading several times ~
I'm Honored also Humbled You took the time to pen for my Sister Arzab's contest
You took the prompt and watered seeds~ Bravo!!
When I digest words written, images come through that grab hard~
Woven Strengths: I awoke my bedfellow- Webster to bring definition to a few words...
Enjoyed that much~also the metaphors which saturated and brought a smile 
While digesting Your
words...I kept seeing ...children of all races...all walks of life...side by side...planting seeds where Life once thrived but due to Human intervention, energy emitted decimated and or stunted growth.
Hate at one point was given a face....
Love reference to: do not keep it alive in hatred...
that speaks volumes...
I kept seeing that commercial with the umbrella...the older Gentleman
with the umbrella he carries around (quite large I might add)
...applies to everything as if a shield so to speak...but it is red and the Man wears this derby type hat
Strange as it may sound...also seeing children... as if Spirit of children- their hands caressing Your feet...wanting attention- speak on their behalf, etc
Hopefully this makes sense
Powerful verse and message You have brought forth
These words grabbed and pulled~
do not give death a face
but free it so that beauty may sleep
Vivid Imagery poured in these lines...
Thank You for sharing Your Heart also Voice
also best wishes to You in the contest Sweet Soul
Many blessings too
with much love and light~ Co-Judge... Desire~*~
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Thank you so very much for the Silver ...
in this beautiful contest. It was such a pleasure to enter.
All the best to you with your poetic endeavors!
Love
Myra
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call upon virtue...
We need you...
Beautiful soul who understands
Mother who can help mankind
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First...outside the poem..beautiful pic Myra.
Now: The poem:
I think the fact is that we are too ignorant to recognize the growth of beauty. Not to dis humanity, we are what we are...Each one of us, we can only see the incarntions that arrive to us through our filters.
In the end we all die...but it's beauty is that it is the way of things.
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A very indepth poem that flows from wisdom's light, and also in the vision of night, how you see things so crystal clear. You are a soul sincere, thanks for sharing here.
Love Timothy
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acceptance to all we are given
we can not see the true purpose to life because we fight it, we measure it, and separate it.
life can not be interrupted, it continues even when we do not, if we unite with the flow of life and do not try to govern it, it unravels.
you always impress me Poetess not only your wisdom, but the words you choose that seems to breath life into your writes.
God bless you...
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Shine
Your beauty doth shine upon me
Revealed is the dust upon my soul
& yet, these motes of dust
Are the soils that help me grow.
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helpful thoughts
We should not grasp at joy and beauty, they come and go; memory is sweeter than regrets. It is hard to learn to let things go as easily as they came, but it is wise. I love the images of land, flowers, and losses gently laid in the earth. We shall rise again.
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Thanks for making an entry. This is really cool. Interesting idea to create narcissistic semi gods. You have powerful imagery in this piece. I also like the way you wrote it. Seems to have some sort of wisdom, philosophical feeling to it. The ending was powerful, as well. Thanks for making an entry and good luck to you in the contest.
Haley Mary
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Thank you very much, Arzab ...
for the Silver in this contest. I am grateful that you hosted such -- it is a topic that stirred the very core of me. May your poetic life be splendid, and your spiritual journey a total experience.
Love
Myra
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