Inside And Out Poem by Elaine Oxamendi Vicet

Inside and Out

Outside is cool and patient blows
The wind as it whispers goes.

Outside is neither black or white
No colour
The hue is light

Outside is mellow,
Soft and kind
Mild and wild.

Outside is peace,
Yet raging slow
A storm it brews
Yet tranquil grows.

A still soft voice
Seated deep within,
Life unfolds
It’s mystery still.

Outside is quiet
Feel it
Touch it as it passes by.
See it, if you dare.
Your third eye alone can share.
The mystic thoughts as the shadows stare and
Ponder on what is
As life moves slowly wondering by.

Feel it.

The secret dark
And rooted firm

See the light,
It is ultra violet not white.

Outside is mixed
Perplexed and pure.
Pure not rich,
Wealthy.
Rich is colour, birth and gifts.
Precious jewels,
The moment lives.

Outside is alive
With red, yellow and blue.

Mist and rain
Heavy snow,
Outside everything glows.

See it.

Outside is beautiful.

Feel it.

Outside is natural.
Be apart of it.

Outside is you, inside out.
Outside is pure,

Live it.

Outside reaches deep within, touching fibres, being and then ……..
Still.