The Koi

 Under the pond

   something lies

       hidden gently

           like a delicate wish

seen by all,

     heard by some

         who believe.

 The Koi move slenderly           

     across the deep rocks

        closer towards the edge,

           further from the destination.

They do not mind

     as they twist golden bodies

           along the crystal path,

              wisdom lies in scales of truth.

 Oh, what will I do

      when it is time for me too, to swim

          among the ancient colours?

Of course!  To love the water is not enough

    it is found in the world you believe,

        then you will realize

            you were always swimming.

A Hymn

In the silent hymns of the night, a still voice in her head elicited a need for deeper understanding. A feeling frequent, yet progressively unfamiliar. “The yearn for spiritual guidance isn’t embodied into those who are weak,” she softly whispered, pertaining each word to its unique meaning, so that it could work in the magical way it did for her. “It is felt in those who are strong enough to accept the world for what it is. Nothing more, nothing less.”