Thursday, 28 November 2024

Three Poems by Hilary Canto

 




Being Human

  

All that I was 

All that I am 

All that I will be 

A body of flesh, bone and blood 

A mind like a roller coaster of highs and lows  

A river of emotions ebbs and flows 

Ability to see, hear, scent, feel and touch 

A spirit that soars beyond this world. 

We co create and exist with all life 

Overcome challenges, serve those in need 

United together we help one another 

connect our hearts worldwide at lightning speed 

Yet now we have a mountain to climb 

A new threat to sentience we’ve given our power to 

Hidden seduction, influencing our minds 

Voices which tell us it’s all for our good 

Where did human survival skills go 

As technology blinds us to what we know 

How did we get to this point of losing 

The greatest power we haven’t even untapped 

Being human much more than appearance 

Quantum power lives in mind, body, spirit 

Heartbreak watching humans discarded 

A new era of tech marches unguarded 

Minds in distress, identities debated 

Machines dictating, creative lives disabled 

Joy, love, laughter and tears 

Dies off by the second with minds in fear 

Please tell me I’m wrong, my tears are not warranted 

being human will prevail 

no longer then, a need for this tale. 

 

 

Unseen Mind

  

Inside me is an unseen mind 

This mind is me, the real me 

Its not what I think is my mind 

It is who I am, not what I think I am 

Thinking is my downfall 

Thinking masks my real mind 

Yet my thoughts work with this mind 

My body acts for this mind 

My soul sings for this mind 

This mind strengthens me 

This mind gives me courage 

I write from this mind 

I create from this mind 

I am calm with this mind 

I am still with this mind 

I heal with this mind 

This mind Knows who I am 

Loves who I am 

Is who I am 

I am life 

I am love 

I am my beautiful 

unseen mind

 

 

 Finding Me

  

It all seems a blur  

childhood to adult 

life’s trials, tribulations 

challenges and issues 

celebrations, commiserations 

highest of highs, lowest of lows 

Black clouds, Sunshine 

rain, snow or hail 

life’s maze, the will to prevail 

without darkness 

I would not know light 

without pain 

love is not a gain 

life my teacher 

greater than school 

its gifts an artist’s palette 

colouring my adventure 

no one can teach 

Wisdom and Grace 

nor reveal Truth 

staring in your face 

I took the spade 

I started digging 

created space 

where new could replace 

the worn out me I thought I was 

and like the seed germinates in soil 

the real me sprouted 

I grew from the toil 

my buds came forth 

blossomed in the sun 

 the cycle of life now begun 

death and rebirth  

each new bloom 

given room 

to keep on shedding 

keep on growing 

living the journey 

the circle of life 

in finding me.







Hilary Canto - Inner rays of light shone through living in the Shire, magical Greece, and enchanted Highlands of Scotland as I journeyed with prose in a varied career including music, sound healing, and the creative industry. Fulfilling a personal dream to write and record an album of healing songs, I now express through poetry and articles to lift the reader and listener of my words between earthly realms and mysteries of the universe! Global Love Day Directors Poetry Award 2023/ 2017; two articles published in Insight journal of The World Congress of Faiths 2019/2020; articles for the M.E. Association magazine M.E Essentials 2021- 2024; poetry published on Poetry for Mental Health’s website 2024 plus regular column and occasional article in the monthly e zine; Lothlorien Poetry Journal inspiring new prose in 2024! 

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