With intensity in our eyes
Our hearts dancing through
A limitless divine,
Power and passion seep out
Beyond the confines
Of our minds
Into the gift of tomorrow
So that we may lift ourselves up
Into the deepest blue,
Into the richest bounty,
The boundless beauty
That we can touch with our minds.
All of that and more
Surrounds us here and everywhere.
We can borrow that which is within sight,
Absorb with our souls and
Every inch of our being
As much as we can,
Short of drowning ourselves.
By Kyra Faith August 2005 revised March 31,2011
Inside Out Of My Mind
About Me
- kyra faith
- Born and raised in Metro Detroit. I have a deep love for the city and all that it has to offer. Always seeking growth, absorbing all that I can and cherishing the treasures that I collect along the way. I am fortunate in my life to experience many true connections with others where I am gifted with energy, light, passion and grace.
Thursday, March 31, 2011
A Limitless Divine
Labels:
A Limitless Divine,
kyra faith,
literature,
original work,
poem,
Poetry
Monday, March 28, 2011
Disconnected Connection
We run to convenience
Losing the personal touch
That as humans,
We crave so much.
We become so disconnected
All the while
Convincing ourselves
We are more connected, more in touch.
We are less in tune with reality,
becoming more and more disjointed.
If we cannot hear
The emotions behind the words
If we cannot experience
All that is revealed in body language.
Can we really engage?
Can we really connect?
We can read the words
Or hear the voices,
All is left up to our interpretation.
Still, it is like watching
A performance from backstage.
Written by Kyra Faith 8/12/2005 and revised 3/28/2011
Losing the personal touch
That as humans,
We crave so much.
We become so disconnected
All the while
Convincing ourselves
We are more connected, more in touch.
We are less in tune with reality,
becoming more and more disjointed.
If we cannot hear
The emotions behind the words
If we cannot experience
All that is revealed in body language.
Can we really engage?
Can we really connect?
We can read the words
Or hear the voices,
All is left up to our interpretation.
Still, it is like watching
A performance from backstage.
Written by Kyra Faith 8/12/2005 and revised 3/28/2011
Labels:
communication,
connection,
creative writing,
disconnected,
poems,
Poetry
Saturday, March 19, 2011
New painting, currently untitled . . .
Labels:
abstract,
acrylics,
heart,
kyra faith,
original artwork,
painting
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Peace Out, Peace In
Dive deep into
waters, wind,
life and the living.
Breathe deep, exhale,
take it in.
Wonder, beauty,
fire and ice,
swallow it whole.
Peace, fill your soul.
In the air
that fills the lungs,
Peace, flowing into
veins giving life,
a gift, a treasure,
Peace.
In the beginning,
In the end,
In between
Peace.
Drink it all in
and cry out for it,
Peace.
Written and published work by Kyra Faith.
waters, wind,
life and the living.
Breathe deep, exhale,
take it in.
Wonder, beauty,
fire and ice,
swallow it whole.
Peace, fill your soul.
In the air
that fills the lungs,
Peace, flowing into
veins giving life,
a gift, a treasure,
Peace.
In the beginning,
In the end,
In between
Peace.
Drink it all in
and cry out for it,
Peace.
Written and published work by Kyra Faith.
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