Describe one habit that brings you joy.
I don’t chase habits, don’t count or bind,
Joy lives outside the patterned mind.
No need to measure, strive, or show,
It rises quiet, and starts to flow.
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Threads of Wonder
What are you curious about?
I marvel at an ant’s small stride,
Then dream beneath the starry tide.
A leaf that twirls, a mountain wide,
All stir the seeker deep inside.
I chase no end, no final goal,
Just threads of wonder feed my soul.
If You Couldn’t See Me…
How would you describe yourself to someone who can’t see you?
Like morning tea with a spicy twist,
A breeze that teases, hard to resist!
Half poetry, half curious spark,
You’ll guess I’m smiling in the dark.
Tradition, My Way
What traditions have you not kept that your parents had?
I light the lamp, I wear the thread,
But skip the scripts the elders said.
Not every ritual makes me whole,
I follow few, but with my soul.
Paws & Whiskers
Dogs or cats?
Dogs love loud, and cats love deep,
One guards your door, one guards your sleep.
Some chase joy, some curl in grace,
Both find a way to warm your space.
Barefoot and Beyond
Describe your most memorable vacation.
It wasn’t the place but how I felt,
Where worries vanished and time just knelt.
Barefoot joy beneath the wide sky,
And silence spoke more than words could try.
A Voice That Walks You Home
On what subject(s) are you an authority?
I dwell where thought and rhythm meet,
Where questions bloom and words repeat.
On truths that hide in human ways,
I guide, not preach, through tangled maze.
If there’s a realm where I belong,
It’s helping hearts make reason strong.
Not as a master carved in stone,
But as a voice that walks you home.
Where Minds Take Flight
What makes a teacher great?
A great teacher lights what books can’t show,
Gives wings to minds if they fear to grow.
They don’t just teach, they spark a flame,
And walk beside, not just in name.
A Quiet Glow, A Living Song
She sits where silence softly grows,
Among the petals’ whispered prose.
A butterfly rests in her flowing hair,
Like nature paused to linger there.
A street of dreams, a scarf of rose,
She blooms in ways the world seldom knows.
She brings a light, both warm and bright,
A spark that turns dull air to flight.
Joy gently flows wherever she goes,
She paints the grey with secret glows.
No need to chase the noisy race,
She finds her pace in still embrace.
The cobbled path, the sky’s soft hue,
A gentle soul in every view.
She holds the hush the heart dreams of,
A moment still, a world of love.
Simi
What Time Leaves Behind
A ticking clock, a door ajar,
Each moment holds a silent star.
Ignore it once, it won’t appear,
A lost regret, a fading cheer.
So choose with care, act while it’s near,
The now you waste may cost you dear.
You scroll through time like it’s on repeat,
But chances don’t loop, they’re fleet on their feet.
Simi
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