Blooms of Poesy

 

BEAUTIFUL LIFE

Beautiful life,
A place where we are surrounded by beautiful energy,
Around every corner,
So blessed we are to be living!
Such a breathtaking place,
Full of adventures, fun, laughter,
So many little details that make it such an exciting journey.
Paint the picture of your endless dreams!
Bring it to fruition!
Take chances,
Live fearlessly,
Laugh carelessly,
Dream endlessly..
Follow your heart's desires,
No matter how impossible they might seem,
Listen…your inner self is calling,
Whispering…
Be the unique beautiful you.

-Gaia Giakalli

 

 

NATURALLY
In nature, I feel at peace,
One,
Tranquil...
In love with the world around me.
Bathing in the waters of mother earth,
Is but the purest, fastest way,
For one to become in touch with oneself,
Your purpose,
Transcending towards your beings core,
Feeling its true vibration.
Clear energy,
No distractions,
No inner blocks,
No stagnant energy.
Refreshing you,
Bringing you back to reality…
Becoming lost in the game of everyday life,
Is normal,
As hundreds of thousands of everyday interactions can cloud your eyes.
Bombarded by everyone else’s life force around you,
As we are all interconnected,
To clear oneself step out into nature,
Be there, in the water,
Amongst the trees,
In the mountains,
Beside a stream…
Then one can reboot their body, their being,
Cleanse and return to their natural heart’s vibration.
No need for anything else,
No need to search elsewhere,
The most beautiful gift life can offer,
Grows and exists naturally,
On our beautiful planet.

-Gaia Giakalli

 

MY BODY IS THE EARTH

My body is the earth…
The land,
It’s suffering...is my suffering,
Its concerns are surely mine,
It’s survival…
Well, my survival…
I feel every heartbeat,
Sense every loss,
Breathe, connect, transmute, attain, refrain,
It's all a gain.
Every tree cut down…
Less shade to protect me from the sun.
Every animal killed…
More totems missed to guide me along my way,
Every plant destroyed…
Less medicine to heal my wounds…
Fewer cures to be found.
Every river polluted…
Less fresh water to take a swim…
To journey the salmon.
Every mountain developed…
Less room to take a walk…
To hike up a valley.
Every forest cut down…
Less oxygen in my lungs.
Every fish caught…
Fewer colors, creativity, & imagination.
The rocks are my grounding…
The ocean…my emotions,
The mountains…my strength & power,
The trees…my heart…my love...my being
The plants…my throat…my expression,
The animals…my intuition, my guidance,
Earth...my being.
My body… is the Earth.

-Gaia Giakalli 

 

THE PRESENT
Good morning!
Goodnight!
Moments and days fly by,
As if a flashing shooting star in the night sky.
Planning for our future,
Always jumping ahead....
Never, focusing on that which truly holds value.....
The present.
Individuals phrase this often....
Do we acknowledge its true meaning?
Do we cherish the present moment?
Are we truly being?
Letting go of thoughtless thoughts, woes, plans, schedules.......
Are we in the moment living life to its fullest?
Any task we may dwell upon, even if it may be the simplest,
Like hanging the clothes, talking, bathing, walking, daydreaming, swimming...
Telling a joke, embracing another being..
Dancing, eating, singing, breathing.......
Everything is full of life!
Being here in full body and being,
Nothing else matters......
All thoughts dissipate......
Everything melts...........
Taken by the breeze.......
All becomes joyful!
Floating with gratitude......
Excitement tingles our skin with vibrancy!
Gifted with all its senses,
Able to experience so many......
Elements, sensations, & feelings.
Let go of the past, the future,
Jump for joy!
STOP EVERYTHING!
Live, be.......
Immerse yourself within the gift of life. -Gaia Giakalli

 

Sunlight Upon my Face

A thousand giggly kisses, 
Twirling in the wind,
Rolling in the grass,
Adorning my body with paint,
Throwing leaves in the air,
Immersed in a plethora of flowers,
Indulging my taste buds in chocolate mousse,
Trying to reach the end of a rainbow,
Jumping in water puddles...
Or maybe a trampoline,
Brushing my hair so appearing as a lion,
Climbing a tree,
Baking an unregistered gateau,
Jump rope,
-The sensations awakened as the sunlight touches my face. 

-Gaia Giakalli

 

I Am…

I am alive,
I have surrendered,
I am music,
Unconstrained,
Free,
Hypnotized,
No thoughts,
No logic,
I am here…
In the present moment,
I am…
The rhythm,
My body,
My movements,
The sound,
I have lost my identity,
All knowledge of perceived self,
I am everything…
Nothing,
Fully expressed,
There is nothing,
There is everything,
I am…
In a daze,
In a praise,
I am everywhere,
Here,
There,
Near,
Far,
I do not know what my next move will be,
I allow the sound to decide,
I am free from the mind.
I am…
Balanced,
Centered,
Grounded.
I am…DANCING.

- Gaia Giakalli

 

The Sea & Me

The sea is the whisper of calmness to my soul,
No matter how crazy, angry, sad, diverted, influenced…
I may get from the world around me,
The moment I step foot upon the sea’s bearings…
It simply washes away.
I can breathe in its surrendering flow,
Leaving only one thought in my mind…
“That’s exactly what I needed.”
I allow the waves…it’s rhythms,
The water,
The magical colors of the sunset,
The turtles once in a while peeping heads,
The occasional crabs,
Rocks & clouds…
To guide,
I listen carefully to their wisdom.
I invite you to try it,
Maybe you will be surprised,
At the messages that could unravel along your path.
Take a stroll along the sea under the night’s darkness…
In solitude,
With the stars lighting the way,
No noise other than the pounding of the waves…
The wind gracefully brushing against your hair,
Close your eyes & feel it,
Become the vastness of the sea,
Walk gently, dance, run, play,
Make drawings with your palms among the sand ( although you probably cannot see),
Whatever your heart desires!
Be free…
Alive,
Feel the sand…
The earth beneath your feet,
Enjoy the night away (just don’t trip over a stone like I did 🙂 ). 

-Gaia Giakalli 

 

A Version of Happiness

Happiness is truly something that is found within.
Being true to ourselves,
Respecting...loving ourselves,
Being ourselves...
Not what others want.
Honesty.
For if we are not ourselves,
Molding out of fear...insecurity...
We will never be happy,
As we are not being truly ourselves...
Embracing every aspect.
Everyone is different,
There are no two alike,
Accepting that individuality...
Is key to understanding ourselves & everyone around us.
There is no right or wrong...
Merely that which feels right for you,
But only you,
It does not matter if for the other something else is right,
Allowing the difference.
See...recognize yourself for who you are...
Then, others may do the same,
All else is an illusion.
Everyone must find their own way to what feels good for them...
What brings them happiness.
No one else can do that for you.
Then from individuality comes community...sharing...humanity.

-Gaia Giakalli

 

 

 I Surrender

I lay my hands down,
I surrender,
Leaving behind the past, the present and future,
No more struggles,
Hardships,
Fighting against what life is whispering me,
Insisting to hold onto familiar patterns,
Beliefs & systems,
I allow the breath of life to take me,
I trust,
I believe,
As the earth always leads us in the right direction,
We need only to listen…
Respond…

-Gaia Giakalli

 

I Am Grateful

I am grateful…
For the life that was given to me.
The people that shaped the course of my life,
With bitter…sad…happy…joyful…difficult…fun moments,
Every single person in my life,
Who I shared long periods of time,
Or short periods of time,
Even just a brief encounter,
Those that will stay in my life & those that won’t.
Those who treated me fairly & unfairly,
Cruelly, and with Love,
Every experience,
Every memory,
Every country,
Every place.
I am grateful…
To the earth…
The oceans & forests,
The mountains & birds,
Rocks & insects,
Plants & animals,
Making my life an exciting adventure.
I am grateful…
For the way my life has been…
Is…
& will be in the future.
I AM GRATEFUL.

 -Gaia Giakalli

 

Χαίρε δάσος αγριόδασος,
Με τον πολυ αέρα,
Φουρτουνίζεις πέρα δώθε ελεύθερα,
Με τα φύλα τα φθινωπωρινά να κυματίζουν,
Μερικά ακόμα συδεδεμένα …
Και άλλα στο πάτωμα δημιουργώντας ένα πανέμορφο πολύχρωμο χαλί.
Ξαφνικά αντιλαμβάνομαι υπάρχει μια κούνια ανάμεσα σε δύο γυμνά δέντρα.
Μόνο του…περιμένει…
Τα σκοινιά έχουν μπερδευτεί, περιμένουν να τα απελευθερώσω..
Μόλις το βλέπω..
Το σώμα μου χαμογελάει …
Είναι σαν να με καλεί…
‘Έλα’…μου λέει…
Νιώθω να με τραβάει….
Ούτε καν το σκέφτομαι…το ακουλουθώ…
Βάζω το ένα μου πόδι και μετά το άλλο και στέκομαι απάνω..
Τώρα ανεμίζω μαζί με τα φύλλα…
Μαζί με όλα τα δέντρα γύρω μου…
Νιώθω σαν ένα φτερό…
Ελεύθερη…
Έχω φτερά τώρα…
Ξεκινώ μπροστά και πίσω…
Μετά αλλάζω κατεύθυνση και πηγαίνω δεξιά και αριστερά.
Πνοή…ευαισθησία…
Είμαι σε αρμονία με την γη…
Κλείνω τα μάτια μου…εξαφανίζομαι..πετάω…
Νιώθω την γη κάτω από τα πόδια μου,
Τα δέντρα και τα φυτά γύρω μου,
Και τον ουρανό από πάνωμου.
Μμμμμμμμ….
Η καρδιά μου ανοιχτή…ολόκληρο το σώμα μου…και η ψυχή μου…
Όλα είναι καθαρά πάλι…
Έχω ξαναγυρίσει στον εαυτό μου…
Στην ζωή…

– Χτες στο αγριόδασος

 

Bald Eagle Whispers

One day a bald eagle whispered to me…
I am the bald eagle…
A warrior of the sky,
I fly courageously in the open air,
Fully visible,
I make my presence known,
My wings fully open,
I am free.
I soar in the skies above…
Possibly an easy target…
Yet I am free,
After all I am…flying.
I choose to live alive,
I am not afraid,
Well maybe sometimes,
Even so I do not shrink my wing span,
Or fly below the trees,
I remain high…free,
I am who you see.
A warrior of the skies,
I keep my head & body up high,
Dancing my dance,
Singing my song,
I am always what you see,
Honest,
Courageous,
A warrior,
Up there in the sky.

-Gaia Giakalli

 

This vehicle…

My favorite one,
Being within it…
The best feeling there is,
I forget sometimes…
That it is the best sensation in the world,
To be aligned within myself,
To be myself,
To express myself,
There is no other thing, person, or place like it,
Or that can replace it,
Everything else feels fake…unnatural,
Uncomfortable,
Comfortableness is found only within my own vehicle.
I can only be the uniqueness of me,
It is the only thing that feels fun, yummy, correct…euphoric,
Flowing…being…
Melancholic…
Creative…
This vehicle I ADORE…
That I am deeply grateful for,
Every little piece of it,
All its attributes,
Physical and non-physical,
Its movement,
Its innocence,
Its endless possibilities,
Its freakiness,
Its mutative capacity,
It’s will power,
Its ambition,
Its fearlessness,
Its selfishness,
Its recognition,
Its company,
Hell, its everythingness!
I carry it everywhere I go.
My most trusted advisor…
My only advisor….
There to remind me of the beauty of my uniqueness,
The beauty of the world…
The beauty and insanity of the program.
This vehicle…my best friend…

-Gaia Giakalli

 

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