Bohemian

Grace

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Letter to a Bohemian 

What seems empty now is just the space — received to receive — that which we are willing to become.

Always love and teach it.

Desire and devour it — be compassionate. 

Forgive the mis-created reflections, yet exhale gratitude for each microsecond.

Be truer to your art —it lives to love, be loved and be lived.

Intend today to forward letters of instruction to your future self and former child.

Artists create because they have to create, Son. 

Wander gently more.

–excerpt from The Grace of Redefining Love, a book about expanding life to include everything. Available May 20, 2017 through AMAZON. Please like, share, and follow if you are moved to do so. YESRISING is on Instagram, Twitter, Medium and Facebook. Namaste 🙂

Love 8815


Love transforms. This is the opening prayer to a body of work I’m writing called “The Grace of Redefining Love, expanding life to include everything”. I’m hoping to have it completed in a few weeks. 

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Abstracting Beauty from the Whole

OPENING PRAYER “LOVE 8815”

Love — I can see you now

no table reservation

no restriction, just

fluid and flowing

 

Slowly — Love

our Grand Design, gentle

offers reprise

cease fire the newborn cheek

 

You are not rough

fill me up,

no forced accommodation

not presumed to fit

 

Love — I see you now

same like water wets,

covering care and in

full the sand, sea and debris

 

Love meet Love

melodic induction

no — not possession

not stamped claimed

 

Forgive my jagged edges

Dear Love, Welcome

I see you now —

I am open for living

© 2016 Richard A. Silvia

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note on photos: Love is transformational, we are too, like the flower in the photo when cropped and focused upon transforms into abstract beauty – as do we. Namaste 🙂

BY DESIRE…

Humanity

A DESIRE TO LIFT EACH OTHER UP

“A world we believe in asks us to participate in designing our future by DESIRE. Desire to lift each other up — express Divine Love and expose our secret — that we’re really just butterflies anyway, waiting to EMERGE from our chrysalis.”

— From my third book, THE GRACE OF REDEFINING LOVE. What you”ll find in it is 10 brief chapters of about EXPANDING LOVE, LIFE LESSONS, with a HINT OF POETRY with PRAYER. #RedefiningLove #DivineLove  #ArtSpeaks

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LIKE MUSIC

“Everyone has their own perception of what love is —and yet, the essence of love is energy, a consistent intelligent transformation — arguably God.

Like music that shatters the glass walls of our conditioned mind, we are offered a life opera to be well-lived, redefined, inclusive — injected with awe and fulfillment”

awe

LIVE YOUR LIFE OPERA

— From my next book, THE GRACE OF REDEFINING LOVE. What you”ll find in it is 10 brief chapters of about EXPANDING LOVE, LIFE LESSONS, and a HINT OF POETRY with PRAYER.

FOCUS

lifestyle

Once We Enter We Cannot Un-Enter

FOCUS

I sit
with the naked truth
like dusty roses
I gaze at night
moments surrounding sight
slightly tattered
life so bold
restless and fragile battled
you can never let it go

from HERO, a collection of poems 1990-2001.

(when life happens, we cannot un-enter it)

MYSTIC

Everything is transforming. Energy changing – there is nothing permanent or even tangible the way we believe it once was…

personal development

WE ARE ALL TRANSFORMATIONAL BEINGS

MYSTICAL CHARMS

Dreaming like wind on the earth
the sun may shine yet the rain might fall
bright like the sun at day 
shine the circles at night
mystical charms rhythm will carry
floating by like waves in the sea
every now and then the music will play
but cast away the bird takes flight
high in the sky of love and respect 

-from HERO, a collection of metaphysical poems 1990-2001
#Mentorship4Artists

LITTLE BIRD

poetry

TO AN OCEAN OF MOVEMENT

LITTLE BIRD LITTLE ONE

Little bird, little one

sweeping in the sky

fly, fly, fly away

somewhere

little bird little one
chirp and once again

seen in the nest of time

in a world together
sing, sing, sing in tune
to an ocean of movement

little bird little one

sweeping in the sky

someday we’ll meet

somewhere

— from HERO, a collection of poems from 1990-2001