Poetry

Nebula

Triumph

There is nothing but victory.

Each breath is a battle where
life defeats death.
Each dawn a victory over darkness,
each night a victory over day.

The entire Universe is alive
with a dance of triumph.
Victory birthing itself
into form again
and again…

Yet in this dance there is no defeat,
no enemy to conquer.
Only one form changing to another.

Even the breath of life
will transform into
the stillness of death,
but death is only the void
from which new life will take flame
and ignite-
triumphantly.

-Taya
In the book Sutra Of Stars- Available Here

About the Author

TayaTaya Malakian is a poet, an artist, a yogini, a mother, and a minister/spiritual advisor. She strives to bring deep wisdom, ceremony and soulfulness into every aspect of daily life. She lives in Nevada City, Ca.View all posts by Taya →