You and I Have Beauty to Share, A Poem in Words and Pictures, by Radiance Angelina Petro

You and I Have Beauty to Share

A Poem in Words and Pictures

By

Radiance Angelina Petro

 

 

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Come.

Come take me

One little piece of pollen at a time.

Come.  I want you to.

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Once I hid as a star,

Guarded by wisdom.

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When I was ready

I unfolded wisdom’s spiral.

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And allowed life’s dream

To draw me into the world.

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For some, their wisdom will be fancy—

For there is such a thing as fancy wisdom.

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Others bear wisdom that tightly guards–

Wanting to be absolutely sure before giving the word.

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Regardless, when you are ready,

No matter where anyone else is in their stages of development

 

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You

Will

Open.

Just like I did.

 

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And you will say, come.

Come take me, one little grain of pollen at a time,

And you will share your gold

With the hive of the heart of another.

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For that is why we have been planted here,

In the dark soil of the earth.

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You and me–

We are meant to share the fragrance of the light we bring.

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Until wisdom says, enough, go back

To being a star.

 

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For now, go ahead, shout your trumpets of joy,

Spread your granules of sweetness—

You and I have beauty to share.

 

 

 

 


 

 


Please help support my continued transition.  Thank you.  Radiance


Storm of Joy

Storm of Joy
By
Joseph Anthony Petro

 

 

We all have a place
Inside where our truest self
Lives, where our truest self awaits
Manifestation through veils
And layers of years, and veils and layers
Of public opinion, old ideas, and misguided
Social constructs. For some,
Their truest self is an animal,
For others it is a lotus,
For others it is a river, a tree, or a song.
Then there are those
Whose truest self is a body
Aching to break free from years
Of dying inside someone else’s
Tired, cramped, and lonely body.
No matter who you really are,
Or where the place is you truly live—
Go there. It is not too late.
Time is not running out, time is running in, flowing
Through skin and masks,
Through hidden fissures and coves,
It is revealing you–So be ready.
Step out into the cool stream,
Astonish yourself with yourself.
Grace the world with the gift of you,
And that place inside will open, like
A storm of joy, and you will finally be able
To breathe.

 

wissahickon

 


 

 

 





Imagine This

Imagine This

by

Joseph Anthony Petro

 

 

Imagine this:
Being confined
For what to you
Feels like an eternity,
And then
Light-inspired-
Earth-supported-
Water-nourished-
Sky-accepted-
You wake up one day
And decide to show us
A whole other world
You’ve been keeping safely,
Wisely, and tenderly
Hidden away.

 

imagine this flower photo