#Teaspiration Thursday | Judge not... - Baltimore, Maryland

#Teaspiration Thursday | Judge not…

The difference between a flower and a weed is a judgment.— so said Someone

Frank &  Egypt pondering sleep deprivation


They underestimated you. And you sold yourself short.

You thought because they all bloomed with colors of pastels and the summer spectrum that their rose blossoms all smelled of lavender and lilac,

and that your bare green stems and your lack of florals were an abomination of the highest sort to that which was said to be truly majestic.

So,      you hid yourself from the Sun.

The nights grew longer             as the seasons began to pass,

and great Phoebus’ beams shrank shorter and colder.

Yet, still—in the dead winter, through ice and chill you rose to meet Ra’s risings—above the now stemless petals and that great multitude of dormant ovules.

You are divinely created—you are an ace in its place, necessary you are. Remain necessary my Loves.

Biwaha! & Andestagonwa!

♥ Egypt


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#Teaspiration Thursday | Judge not... - Batltimore, Marlyand

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#Teaspiration Thursday | Compensating Patience

“Patience pays”

There is something about drawing repeating Teaspirations…eh, I grow so anxious. It’s almost like the thought of being forced to wear the same outfit twice in one week to work—but in a world of woes and sadden faces there so much more that could be fretted. Thus, let us turn back to this compensating patience…—E², contemplating coffee…


The world around me is in a rush.

Everywhere I am
there is a traffic jam—of bodies,
animate and inanimate: all filled with exhaust,
but they never cease moving. At the lights
they wait.
At the signs, they yield, and they stop.
              Only those who lose sight of their time while on their journeys
              crash
              and burn.
When the lights turn green and the right-a-ways pass
we move again, and eventually, from A
we make our ways to Z.


 

Namaste mis Adestagōnwa,

—♥YOU x LOVE = E²

Mother, I am depressed-

Unadulterated divinity.

Randoms by a Random

image.pngI told my mother I was depressed,
And she said- baby, it’s just the blues,
Just like every song has an ending,
This one would waltz right through.
It’s been three years- I’m still “blue”

I told my father I was depressed,
And watched the tears stream down his cheeks,
With a heart heavy with guilt, I said-
Daddy, I will make it through.
I was depressed, yet the one to show strength.

I told my friends I was depressed,
They said- girl! You just need a man;
How could I handle another human soul,
When I could barely deal with mine.
I was depressed, not in need of a man.

I told my brother I was depressed,
He asked if I was bleeding then?
He’s heard girls can go a tad bit off,
When their time of the month appeared.
I said- I’m not bleeding… He didn’t hear.

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#Teaspiration Thursday - Under Your Weather

#Teaspiration Thursday | Under your weather

Patience pays


 

Dark clouds loom in wait overhead;
bidding for hard rains to fall.
Thunder quakes with the voice of a nameless god
just before lightening bolts from the firmament with the aim of nothing less than divine vengeance—
yet in due time all will cease
and peace shall make its way across those now still waters.

Peace and always Love,

—♥Egypt