All That Follows:A Poem by alexAlexanderWhen we all get together.All That Follows In a conundrum of misplaced terrain. It is to find a faultfinder, one only to blame. Whose hereditary DNA speaks volumes. When the season comes to visit, like an Unwanted relative planning for a weekend Getaway. At the old family cabin in Honolulu. Hawaii at the Lagoon Tower by Hilton Grand Vacation. We all love the Waikiki Beach, a favorite. Meanwhile, we prepare our. Wellness, our mindfulness to meet them. At the beach, our inner kites will fly high and free as we loop through all our similarities. Attentive to the oil for the body and soul, our lights and shadows, of living and dying, all shape the unified stream of Collective Consciousness that flows in time. When in Meditation’s quiet correction, we return to Breath. What remains is restoration, and all began anew. The psychic subconscious. Healing through conscious care. Let the family games begin. “Never-Have I Ever” things they’ve never done. With a cup of Punarnava tea, as wellness becomes its own elixir, bitter and cleansing draws the toxins from within. As we all sit in silence, we cherish the moment our cycles of love, fields of inner frequency. Shift with a change in thought, the soul’s Purpose turns to life in the presence. Daily message. “In the presence.” We all agree, a balance of brain and gut, rippling into strength, a quiet Renewal in a Bond unserved. Here we cherish the moment, now that it’s fresh in the air, a soft unwinding of Distress, the mind settles. And life is balanced. Change of hearts, we learn to trust to move forward with eyes open to the living moment. One heart. One day. One step. One prayer. In time, as we prepare for the visit of our family.
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Added on December 5, 2025 Last Updated on December 5, 2025 AuthoralexAlexanderMarietta, GAAboutBecause poetry is life. As a poet, it is our gift that allows the very pulse that beats through our Breath. That gives birth to a new creation. more.. |

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