Maple Talks

12/26/2025

This morning was a wonderful headstart, blessed by the blissful presence of the Divine.Filled with wonder after seeing three full rainbows appear at three different times and locations in a single day. ❤️

𝑹𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒃𝒐𝒘 🌈

𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒓𝒐𝒘,
𝑨 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒑𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆,
𝑨 𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘,
𝑨𝒏 𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆...

𝑨 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒋𝒐𝒚
𝑩𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕,
𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕,
𝑭𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕...

-𝑩𝒖𝒈 🐞

12/26/2025

On my way to work, the bus stopped at a stop sign 🛑. Above the hill, a giant grey cloud ☁️ slowly enveloped it, enormous and mesmerizing. Beneath, the row of houses 🏘️ glowed with lights 🕯️, as if quietly preparing for the celebration 🎉 yet to come. The sight moved me so deeply that it inspired the lines I wrote.

L̲e̲t̲ ̲I̲t̲ ̲P̲a̲s̲s̲

Mighty Monster
Engulfs…
The Giant Guardian
Who guards
The innocent souls—
Crawling… hiding…
Craving… seeking…
Beneath.

His sword asleep,
Shield lying,
Armor at ease,
Amulet flickering…

“Let it pass,”
A voice echoes
Through the mountain valley...

- Bug 🐞

12/26/2025

🤍T̳h̳i̳s̳ ̳T̳o̳o̳ ̳S̳h̳a̳l̳l̳ ̳P̳a̳s̳s̳🤍

O Reverend Mother Lanka,
Far from the shore,
Hear thy plaintive cry...
Warmest thy cradle
Left for no reason why...

Hail, brave warrior!
Tides do awake,
My heart doth ache,
Tremble and shake...

O gentle zephyr,
Fold unto howling gale,
Quell his unrest
Bear unto her my solemn pledge
"Abide firm till my return."

- Bug 🐞

While I was scribbling these lines, little Missie was busy creating this piece of art.Somehow, they feel as though they were meant to sit together. 🤍❤️

12/26/2025

Ѕтιℓℓ тнє ℓαкє Ƒℓσωѕ.....

𝘼𝒕 𝒕𝙝𝒆 𝒍𝙖𝒌𝙚'𝙨 𝙚𝒅𝙜𝒆
𝑶𝙣𝒆 𝒆𝙖𝒓𝙡𝒚 𝒘𝙞𝒏𝙩𝒆𝙧,
𝑰 𝒔𝙖𝒕 𝒃𝙮 𝙩𝒉𝙚 𝙡𝒂𝙠𝒆
𝑻𝙤 𝙬𝒂𝙩𝒄𝙝 𝙝𝒆𝙧 𝙛𝒍𝙤𝒘.

𝑯𝙤𝒍𝙙𝒊𝙣𝒈 𝒉𝙞𝒎 — 𝒎𝙮 𝙥𝒆𝙣 —
𝙃𝒆 𝒕𝙧𝒆𝙢𝒃𝙡𝒆𝙙,
𝑾𝙧𝒆𝙨𝒕𝙡𝒊𝙣𝒈 𝒂𝙜𝒂𝙞𝒏𝙨𝒕
𝑴𝙮 𝙦𝒖𝙞𝒕𝙚-𝙣𝒖𝙢𝒃𝙚𝒅 𝒇𝙞𝒏𝙜𝒆𝙧𝒔-
𝙧𝒆𝙨𝒊𝙨𝒕𝙚𝒅.
𝙎𝒐 𝑰 𝒔𝙞𝒎𝙥𝒍𝙮 𝙬𝒂𝙩𝒄𝙝𝒆𝙙.

𝙂𝒆𝙣𝒕𝙡𝒆 𝒓𝙞𝒑𝙥𝒍𝙚𝒔
𝑭𝙤𝒓𝙢𝒆𝙙 𝙖𝒏𝙙 𝙬𝒐𝙫𝒆
𝑺𝙢𝒐𝙤𝒕𝙝, 𝒅𝙖𝒊𝙣𝒕𝙮 𝙨𝒌𝙚𝒕𝙘𝒉𝙚𝒔
𝑨𝙘𝒓𝙤𝒔𝙨 𝙩𝒉𝙚 𝙡𝒂𝙠𝒆’𝒔 𝒄𝙖𝒏𝙫𝒂𝙨.

𝙄 𝙥𝒂𝙪𝒔𝙚𝒅.

𝑻𝙝𝒓𝙚𝒆 𝒅𝙪𝒄𝙠𝒔 𝒔𝙬𝒐𝙤𝒑𝙚𝒅 𝒅𝙤𝒘𝙣,
𝑲𝙞𝒄𝙠𝒊𝙣𝒈 𝒕𝙝𝒆𝙞𝒓 𝒇𝙚𝒆𝙩,
𝑺𝙝𝒓𝙞𝒆𝙠𝒊𝙣𝒈 𝒂𝙡𝒐𝙪𝒅,
𝘾𝒉𝙪𝒓𝙣𝒊𝙣𝒈 𝒃𝙪𝒃𝙗𝒍𝙚𝒔.

𝑺𝙘𝒂𝙩𝒕𝙚𝒓𝙚𝒅 𝒓𝙞𝒑𝙥𝒍𝙚𝒔
𝑽𝙖𝒏𝙞𝒔𝙝𝒆𝙙 𝙞𝒏𝙩𝒐 𝒕𝙝𝒆 𝒍𝙖𝒌𝙚’𝙨 𝙚𝒅𝙜𝒆 —
𝑨 𝒕𝙪𝒓𝙢𝒐𝙞𝒍-
𝑶𝙣 𝙩𝒉𝙚 𝙡𝒂𝙠𝒆’𝒔 𝒄𝙖𝒏𝙫𝒂𝙨.

𝙄 𝙛𝒐𝙪𝒏𝙙 𝙝𝒊𝙢 𝙞𝒏 𝒎𝙮 𝙥𝒐𝙘𝒌𝙚𝒕,
𝙌𝒖𝙞𝒕𝙚 𝙛𝒓𝙤𝒛𝙚𝒏 𝒊𝙣 𝙖 𝙡𝒐𝙣𝒈 𝒔𝙡𝒆𝙚𝒑.
𝙈𝒚 𝒇𝙞𝒏𝙜𝒆𝙧𝒔, 𝙣𝒐 𝒍𝙤𝒏𝙜𝒆𝙧 𝙧𝒆𝙨𝒊𝙨𝒕𝙖𝒏𝙩,
𝑾𝙧𝒂𝙥𝒑𝙚𝒅 𝒂𝙧𝒐𝙪𝒏𝙙 𝙝𝒊𝙢,
𝑳𝙞𝒌𝙚 𝙣𝒆𝙫𝒆𝙧 𝙗𝒆𝙛𝒐𝙧𝒆

𝙎𝒕𝙞𝒍𝙡, 𝒕𝙝𝒆 𝒍𝙖𝒌𝙚 𝙛𝒍𝙤𝒘𝙨....

- ᙖᥙɠ 🐞

12/26/2025

I found this little guy hanging in a thrift shop today ☺️. Whoever donated it,would never have imagined that this tiny piece would end up sparking someone’s heart 🤍enough to write a few lines.

𝙇𝒆𝙩 𝙄𝒕 𝑺𝙣𝒐𝙬 ❄️ 🤍

𝑻𝙤 𝙢𝒚 𝒉𝙚𝒂𝙧𝒕;

𝑳𝙚𝒕 𝒊𝙩 𝙨𝒏𝙤𝒘,
𝙈𝒆𝙡𝒕 𝒕𝙝𝒆 𝒄𝙤𝒓𝙚,
𝑯𝙚𝒂𝙡 𝙩𝒉𝙚 𝙨𝒐𝙧𝒆,
𝙎𝒑𝙖𝒓𝙠𝒍𝙚 𝙖 𝙜𝒍𝙤𝒘,
𝙌𝒖𝙞𝒆𝙩 𝙩𝒉𝙚 𝙨𝒉𝙤𝒘…

𝑻𝙤 𝙏𝒉𝙚𝒆, 𝙊 𝙎𝒏𝙤𝒘,

𝑪𝙧𝒆𝙚𝒑𝙞𝒏𝙜 𝙞𝒏𝙩𝒐 𝒕𝙝𝒚 𝒅𝙚𝒍𝙞𝒄𝙖𝒕𝙚 𝙦𝒖𝙞𝒍𝙩,
𝑾𝙧𝒂𝙥𝒑𝙚𝒅 𝒊𝙣 𝙩𝒉𝙮 𝙘𝒐𝙡𝒅𝙣𝒆𝙨𝒔,
𝙀𝒎𝙗𝒓𝙖𝒄𝙞𝒏𝙜 𝙩𝒉𝙮 𝙬𝒂𝙧𝒎𝙩𝒉,
𝙉𝒖𝙢𝒃𝙞𝒏𝙜 𝙢𝒚 𝒆𝙫𝒆𝙧𝒚 𝒊𝙣𝒄𝙝,
𝑮𝙧𝒐𝙬𝒊𝙣𝒈 𝒊𝙣 𝙩𝒉𝙮 𝙨𝒊𝙡𝒗𝙚𝒓𝙮 𝙘𝒓𝙖𝒅𝙡𝒆,
𝙋𝒂𝙪𝒔𝙞𝒏𝙜 𝙛𝒐𝙧 𝙦𝒖𝙞𝒆𝙩𝒏𝙚𝒔𝙨,
𝑪𝙡𝒆𝙖𝒏𝙨𝒊𝙣𝒈 𝒎𝙮 𝙨𝒐𝙪𝒍,
𝙇𝒆𝙩 𝙩𝒉𝙚𝒆 𝒇𝙖𝒍𝙡…

- 𝘽𝒖𝙜 🐞

12/26/2025

12/26/2025

𝐀 𝐁𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐉𝐨𝐲 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐲, 𝐘𝐞𝐭 𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬... 🐾

𝐍𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧,
𝐍𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧,
𝐍𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬,
𝐍𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬,
𝐒𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬,
𝐈𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞...

-𝐁𝐮𝐠 🐞

12/26/2025

𝐵e𝑙i𝑒v𝑒 𝑖t o𝑟 𝑛o𝑡, n𝑜t h𝑎v𝑖n𝑔 𝑝l𝑎n𝑠 𝑖s s𝑢cℎ 𝑎n u𝑛d𝑒r𝑟a𝑡e𝑑 𝑙u𝑥u𝑟y ❤️
𝑇h𝑒 𝑙u𝑥u𝑟y o𝑓 𝑑o𝑖n𝑔 𝑛o𝑡h𝑖n𝑔, a𝑛d f𝑒e𝑙i𝑛g n𝑜 𝑔u𝑖l𝑡 𝑎b𝑜u𝑡 𝑖t. 🤍
𝐴l𝑙 𝑎b𝑜u𝑡 𝑠l𝑜w𝑖n𝑔 𝑑o𝑤n ☺️

Tℎe m𝑜m𝑒n𝑡 𝑜f:
𝑃a𝑢s𝑖n𝑔…
B𝑟e𝑎tℎi𝑛g…
𝑊a𝑛d𝑒r𝑖n𝑔…
H𝑖d𝑖n𝑔…
F𝑖n𝑑i𝑛g…
𝐸m𝑏r𝑎c𝑖n𝑔…
F𝑒e𝑙i𝑛g…
𝑆o𝑎k𝑖n𝑔 𝑖n…

- B𝑢g 🐞

12/26/2025

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑴𝒆𝒂𝒍

𝑨 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒚 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒐𝒐𝒏,
𝑺𝒏𝒖𝒈𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒂𝒌𝒔
𝑯𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒆 -
𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈,
𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒑 𝒂𝒊𝒓...

𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒕
𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒕,
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒂𝒇𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒅,
𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒆𝒕...

𝑪𝒍𝒐𝒂𝒌𝒔 𝒍𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆,
𝑾𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒕𝒉...
𝑻𝒘𝒐 𝒃𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒆,
𝑺𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈...
𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒓𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉...
𝑻𝒘𝒐 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅,
𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒃𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕-
𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒍, 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒈𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒓,
𝑻𝒘𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒈𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒘𝒆𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒆-
𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆,
𝒘𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒚 𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆...

𝑯𝒖𝒅𝒅𝒍𝒆𝒅,
𝑰𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒛𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒔,
𝑪𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒚
𝑰𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔.

𝑺𝒉𝒆,
𝑾𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒆,
𝑨 𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒔,
𝑺𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒌𝒚...

𝑯𝒆,
𝑪𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒖𝒄𝒆 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒆𝒕𝒍𝒚,
𝑴𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅
𝒇𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒚...

𝑹𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑯𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝑯𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒏..
𝑺𝒑𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒅 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒉-
𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒚 𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒈,
𝑻𝒊𝒍𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒉,
𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔.

- 𝑩𝒖𝒈 🐞

12/26/2025

𝐁e𝐧e𝐚t𝐡 𝐓h𝐲 𝐑e𝐟u𝐠e

I b𝐞h𝐨l𝐝 𝐭h𝐞e,
𝐈 𝐡e𝐚r𝐞t𝐡 𝐭h𝐲 𝐰h𝐢s𝐩e𝐫;
B𝐞n𝐞a𝐭h t𝐡y s𝐡a𝐝e,
𝐈 𝐤n𝐨w—I a𝐦 𝐠r𝐨u𝐧d𝐞d.

L𝐢f𝐭i𝐧g m𝐢n𝐞 𝐠a𝐳e u𝐩,
I s𝐞e
T𝐡y m𝐚r𝐯e𝐥e𝐝, h𝐢d𝐝e𝐧 𝐝i𝐯i𝐧e,
𝐑u𝐬t𝐥i𝐧g
A𝐧d g𝐥o𝐰i𝐧g…

S𝐨o𝐭h𝐢n𝐠,
S𝐭r𝐚y𝐢n𝐠
S𝐞e𝐤i𝐧g
𝐒o𝐮l𝐬...

- 𝐁u𝐠 🐞

12/26/2025

T̳h̳e̳ S̳c̳e̳n̳t̳ o̳f̳ A̳u̳t̳u̳m̳n̳ 🍂̳

Through the window
I see October —
Her evening golden light,
Chill in the air,
Scent of apples -
kissed with cinnamon…
Her mystery unveils...

By the window,
Curling up with a book,
Snuggled in a cozy blanket,
Sipping hot cocoa,
Beyond the reach of folks,
I breathe Autumn...

- Bug 🐞