
Everywhere, poetry is seen in all that exists in time: in the rising and setting of the sun, the calling of the glorious light of the moon, the predictable changing of the seasons, and the profusion of activities that surround us every moment. There is certainty of movement, of change, of discovery, and of adjustments; all essential to life. The physical order, from the falling leaves to the flowing rivers and the rolling seas, never ceases to draw us into their beauty if we would care to be observant. There is a wealth of information before us to write about in language to touch the heart, and yet they are all physical, sensorial. They are controlled by natural laws that, while invisible, have visible effects.
We write from a philosophical-poetic perspective where the intangibles are more profound, enabling the tangible, visible world. The things that are seen were not made by the visible but by the invisible realities. We cannot touch the wind, yet we sure can feel and see its effects; likewise, the air we breathe keeps us alive, but try as we may, it is futile to hold, and yet we need it. We have never held love, grief, pain, and joy, but what would life be without these that touch us in so many ways? We possess a brain, but a greater mind exists and needs the brain; yet while we can hold the brain, the mind, ever present, is of a higher order that controls the body and determines the purpose we live for and life's outcomes. The mind, fruitful in thoughts, a powerful combination inspired or aspired, can experience the greatest achievements. Beneath our feet and all around are worlds that exist that we know very little about.
We are unwillingly engaged in the aging process beyond our choice, and we can see its effects, and as much as we would do anything to reverse it, we still cannot touch it nor remove it, even as it touches us every moment. The tragedies of mankind in isms and schisms, and the many injustices are widespread, painfully touching, destroying lives, and yet for all that we see they bring disgust to many and willful denial to others. Invisible forces move among us to bring about our destruction. There is more behind the physical that controls the physical world, showing itself to be of a higher order. We are more than we think we are; hence the reason for this obsession with our being: to know if we truly know and the physical subservience to the metaphysical.
We write with the poetic consciousness of these realities and with that in mind, we invite you into our poetic philosophical journey. You will discover many things, new insights that we take momentarily for granted, or simply ignorant of, best of all our lives, for if we don't have life, our sense of being, then nothing else really matters. A lot of our poetry and writings pour from the quality of when we became, of our coming and what we are becoming in time and where we are entering into another dimension of existence. The time for which we have been given is not all that; there is so much more. The best is still to come, and we are excited to be privileged to write thoughtful, realistic snippets to bring us along the way. Our last enemy is still present among us, not fellow human beings but death, and what happens now and after that is certainly worth looking into.
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