Tara Estacaan

MORNINGTIDEThe wonderful works of morningtidebring the sight of luminous whiteness,a breathing whimsyamong wind-tossed sprigs of green.

Dear human,modern incarnatefor a brief moment.Neither of the angels,neither of the demons.Dear human,you, where evil and light wrangle,on some daybreak, will awakento remember the reasonof this existence.Meanwhile, dear human,through the twists and turnsyou know that you belong hereand through this wounded lifetime,teach others to heal...-Tara Estacaan, "Dear Human", June 2016

Dear human,modern incarnatefor a brief moment.Neither of the angels,neither of the demons.Dear human, you, where evil and light wrangle,on some daybreak, will awakento remember the reasonof this existence.Meanwhile, dear human,through the twists and turnsyou belong hereand through this wounded lifetime, teach others to heal...Tara Estacaan, 'Dear Human

INDIVIDUALITYI will never cease to talk in riddles,I will never try to feel different.I may be unusual for them, but that__ alright with me.

Smart means having intellectual humility rather than high cognitive ability.

This transformationbegins in the spinningof the soul,hanged upside down,massively re-arranged,motion light.By inch the radicaltakes place the old is decomposed, the gruesome has been destroyed melting into something beautiful.What has seemed to harm youbrought you to life.- CHANGE, A Poem

Come discover how astonishingit is to unravel your own blossoming.

The world is abounding with beauty. You are a demonstration of this.

HIDEAWAYPreserve thatsecret, homey spotin your heart,as sanctuary where dreams may be softly tended,and revived.

Every person is an entrance to another world.

LIFE__ SOFT EDGES__is a truth I will confess that we ofttimes find soft edges __o such a degree, our livesare well manifestof people__ kindliness.

Sometimes, all you need is someone who will listen. It is fortune enough to have people around who hear you & not judge you.

They who laugh the hardest are the same ones who have fought the toughest.The winner, though fraught with scarsstands alone,wholly victorious.

Only cross your bridge when you have come to it.

A woman will feel emotionally secure when you can listen to her stories. Then she will learn to love you.

MELODYLong chorus,pierce the night.Noon for crickets.

Dusk At The CountrysideThe fire-glow greetsthe ingress of nightfalland thenceforth, over the sublime specter, argent stars convene.

Have patience. You will eventually lose sight of what you truly deserve if you get too fixed on grabbing any stuff quickly. Things that last don't grow easy.