Poems About Taoism Published by Members Recently Online
#Taoism
prometheus5290
Poem Published
12th Apr 2024 12:03pm
12th Apr 2024 12:03pm
Temporary Delay
I went to build a cairn
but could not get to where I know the rocks are.
Usually, a mandala is constructed
before we act like it never existed.
but could not get to where I know the rocks are.
Usually, a mandala is constructed
before we act like it never existed.
#Buddhist
#Taoism
58 reads
7 Comments
prometheus5290
Poem Published
12th Apr 2024 12:03pm
12th Apr 2024 12:03pm
Temporary Delay
I went to build a cairn
but could not get to where I know the rocks are.
Usually, a mandala is constructed
before we act like it never existed.
but could not get to where I know the rocks are.
Usually, a mandala is constructed
before we act like it never existed.
#Buddhist
#Taoism
58 reads
7 Comments
Ahavati
Poem Published
15th Aug 2020 4:35pm
15th Aug 2020 4:35pm
The Singing Bowl
☆♬○♩●♪✧♩((ヽ( ᐛ )ﾉ))♩✧♪●♩○♬☆
#Buddhist
#spiritual
#philosophical
#metaphor
#Taoism
926 reads
40 Comments
Ahavati
Poem Published
15th Aug 2020 4:35pm
15th Aug 2020 4:35pm
The Singing Bowl
☆♬○♩●♪✧♩((ヽ( ᐛ )ﾉ))♩✧♪●♩○♬☆
#Buddhist
#spiritual
#philosophical
#metaphor
#Taoism
926 reads
40 Comments
Ahavati
Poem Published
15th Aug 2020 4:35pm
15th Aug 2020 4:35pm
The Singing Bowl
☆♬○♩●♪✧♩((ヽ( ᐛ )ﾉ))♩✧♪●♩○♬☆
#Buddhist
#spiritual
#philosophical
#metaphor
#Taoism
926 reads
40 Comments
Ahavati
Poem Published
15th Aug 2020 4:35pm
15th Aug 2020 4:35pm
The Singing Bowl
☆♬○♩●♪✧♩((ヽ( ᐛ )ﾉ))♩✧♪●♩○♬☆
#Buddhist
#spiritual
#philosophical
#metaphor
#Taoism
926 reads
40 Comments
Ahavati
Poem Published
15th Aug 2020 4:35pm
15th Aug 2020 4:35pm
The Singing Bowl
☆♬○♩●♪✧♩((ヽ( ᐛ )ﾉ))♩✧♪●♩○♬☆
#Buddhist
#spiritual
#philosophical
#metaphor
#Taoism
926 reads
40 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2018 3:17am
23rd Dec 2018 3:17am
The Takla Makan Mystic (a story from the infancy of my prose writing)
The Takla Makan Mystic
(a story from the infancy of my prose writing)
The warm dry air and burning yellow sands stretched out to the horizon. The sand dunes had exquisite forms and ripples and dust devils swirled about this harsh brutal land.
The train pushed ahead and Gesar thought about home. Back home, far away from the desolate Takla Makan desert, was a land of rolling green mountains and mists with the Yangtze cutting deep gorges. There, panda bears lived high up in the forest of bamboo and eucalyptus. There it was peaceful in some...
(a story from the infancy of my prose writing)
The warm dry air and burning yellow sands stretched out to the horizon. The sand dunes had exquisite forms and ripples and dust devils swirled about this harsh brutal land.
The train pushed ahead and Gesar thought about home. Back home, far away from the desolate Takla Makan desert, was a land of rolling green mountains and mists with the Yangtze cutting deep gorges. There, panda bears lived high up in the forest of bamboo and eucalyptus. There it was peaceful in some...
#religion
#Buddhist
#Taoism #freedom
#Taoism #freedom
491 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2018 3:17am
23rd Dec 2018 3:17am
The Takla Makan Mystic (a story from the infancy of my prose writing)
The Takla Makan Mystic
(a story from the infancy of my prose writing)
The warm dry air and burning yellow sands stretched out to the horizon. The sand dunes had exquisite forms and ripples and dust devils swirled about this harsh brutal land.
The train pushed ahead and Gesar thought about home. Back home, far away from the desolate Takla Makan desert, was a land of rolling green mountains and mists with the Yangtze cutting deep gorges. There, panda bears lived high up in the forest of bamboo and eucalyptus. There it was peaceful in some...
(a story from the infancy of my prose writing)
The warm dry air and burning yellow sands stretched out to the horizon. The sand dunes had exquisite forms and ripples and dust devils swirled about this harsh brutal land.
The train pushed ahead and Gesar thought about home. Back home, far away from the desolate Takla Makan desert, was a land of rolling green mountains and mists with the Yangtze cutting deep gorges. There, panda bears lived high up in the forest of bamboo and eucalyptus. There it was peaceful in some...
#religion
#Buddhist
#Taoism #freedom
#Taoism #freedom
491 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2018 3:17am
23rd Dec 2018 3:17am
The Takla Makan Mystic (a story from the infancy of my prose writing)
The Takla Makan Mystic
(a story from the infancy of my prose writing)
The warm dry air and burning yellow sands stretched out to the horizon. The sand dunes had exquisite forms and ripples and dust devils swirled about this harsh brutal land.
The train pushed ahead and Gesar thought about home. Back home, far away from the desolate Takla Makan desert, was a land of rolling green mountains and mists with the Yangtze cutting deep gorges. There, panda bears lived high up in the forest of bamboo and eucalyptus. There it was peaceful in some...
(a story from the infancy of my prose writing)
The warm dry air and burning yellow sands stretched out to the horizon. The sand dunes had exquisite forms and ripples and dust devils swirled about this harsh brutal land.
The train pushed ahead and Gesar thought about home. Back home, far away from the desolate Takla Makan desert, was a land of rolling green mountains and mists with the Yangtze cutting deep gorges. There, panda bears lived high up in the forest of bamboo and eucalyptus. There it was peaceful in some...
#religion
#Buddhist
#Taoism #freedom
#Taoism #freedom
491 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2018 3:17am
23rd Dec 2018 3:17am
The Takla Makan Mystic (a story from the infancy of my prose writing)
The Takla Makan Mystic
(a story from the infancy of my prose writing)
The warm dry air and burning yellow sands stretched out to the horizon. The sand dunes had exquisite forms and ripples and dust devils swirled about this harsh brutal land.
The train pushed ahead and Gesar thought about home. Back home, far away from the desolate Takla Makan desert, was a land of rolling green mountains and mists with the Yangtze cutting deep gorges. There, panda bears lived high up in the forest of bamboo and eucalyptus. There it was peaceful in some...
(a story from the infancy of my prose writing)
The warm dry air and burning yellow sands stretched out to the horizon. The sand dunes had exquisite forms and ripples and dust devils swirled about this harsh brutal land.
The train pushed ahead and Gesar thought about home. Back home, far away from the desolate Takla Makan desert, was a land of rolling green mountains and mists with the Yangtze cutting deep gorges. There, panda bears lived high up in the forest of bamboo and eucalyptus. There it was peaceful in some...
#religion
#Buddhist
#Taoism #freedom
#Taoism #freedom
491 reads
2 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
13th May 2018 8:25pm
13th May 2018 8:25pm
balance
cold
morning
hot
coffee
yin
yang
morning
hot
coffee
yin
yang
#Taoism
453 reads
2 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Taoism Published by Members Recently Online
