Meditation Poems
#meditation
Meditation poems, poetry about quiet contemplation and resting the mind. Poems about peaceful self reflection and the art of zoning out from our everyday lives.
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
Today 5:56pm
Today 5:56pm
To The Heaven’s Glory Be Thy Name
To the Heaven’s glory be thy name
Skin of atonement I bow unto the sovereigns whose journeys have already came
If I shall fall short of thy glory before I take my last breath
May I be given wings after the ascending from the stillness of death
Before I asunder beyond the sun
Bathe my soul’s belief in thy Kingdom
On earth as in Heaven, it shall be won
I rise to take in vain the occurrences in my life that never was
Mercy be upon me
To have soothed souls with my...
Skin of atonement I bow unto the sovereigns whose journeys have already came
If I shall fall short of thy glory before I take my last breath
May I be given wings after the ascending from the stillness of death
Before I asunder beyond the sun
Bathe my soul’s belief in thy Kingdom
On earth as in Heaven, it shall be won
I rise to take in vain the occurrences in my life that never was
Mercy be upon me
To have soothed souls with my...
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#humankind
#meditation
#philosophical
29 reads
13 Comments
bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
15th Jan 2022 1:45am
15th Jan 2022 1:45am
Steadfast
up on the mountain lives an old tree
empires have come and gone yet still she
stands tall and steady, growing when warm
one thousand two hundred years from when born -
insects and birds, squirrels and bears
for generations have also lived where
she reproduces while reaching up high
like beings with wings it seems she could fly -
once in a forest of towering mates
by man decimated still there as she waits
for some of her children to grow up around,
cedar as yellow as anywhere found -
one thousand two hundred years...
empires have come and gone yet still she
stands tall and steady, growing when warm
one thousand two hundred years from when born -
insects and birds, squirrels and bears
for generations have also lived where
she reproduces while reaching up high
like beings with wings it seems she could fly -
once in a forest of towering mates
by man decimated still there as she waits
for some of her children to grow up around,
cedar as yellow as anywhere found -
one thousand two hundred years...
#trees
#nature
#meditation
42 reads
1 Comment
rubyredheart
Poem Published
14th Jan 2022 2:31am
14th Jan 2022 2:31am
Under a Different Moon
Days are sunny
Skies are azure cool
The sea-sprayed air is warm
And the watercolor post noon disc
Appearing nearly in my reach
is Brighter
Rounder
Calmer
in this, my happy place,
under the island moon
Skies are azure cool
The sea-sprayed air is warm
And the watercolor post noon disc
Appearing nearly in my reach
is Brighter
Rounder
Calmer
in this, my happy place,
under the island moon
#sea
#sun
#moon #meditation
#moon #meditation
37 reads
1 Comment
bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
12th Jan 2022 5:23am
12th Jan 2022 5:23am
In the Morning
in the morning, in the morning
in the morning there is light
dispelling darkness with its beauty
and replacing what was night
with golden sunshine on the cloud tops
even when it still seems grey -
in the morning when day's dawning
as Earth's shadow slips away
into brightness into lightness
and the promise of a new
awakening, generating
a clear and crystal view
of the purpose and the meaning
of every breath we take -
in the morning still it's seeming
we're floating on a lake
meditating while...
in the morning there is light
dispelling darkness with its beauty
and replacing what was night
with golden sunshine on the cloud tops
even when it still seems grey -
in the morning when day's dawning
as Earth's shadow slips away
into brightness into lightness
and the promise of a new
awakening, generating
a clear and crystal view
of the purpose and the meaning
of every breath we take -
in the morning still it's seeming
we're floating on a lake
meditating while...
#meditation
49 reads
0 Comments
Simon_III_Msibi
Mandla Msibi
Mandla Msibi
Poem Published
10th Jan 2022 9:49am
10th Jan 2022 9:49am
Speck of Dust
To look at me
Is to stare at a moment
For I am but a trinket
Compared to the great jewel called time.
Time which we give so much value
Yet it too is only a part of the universe
One which we can only observe in moments
Hoping to give meaning
to eternity
Is to stare at a moment
For I am but a trinket
Compared to the great jewel called time.
Time which we give so much value
Yet it too is only a part of the universe
One which we can only observe in moments
Hoping to give meaning
to eternity
#universe
#meditation
34 reads
2 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
8th Jan 2022 11:18am
8th Jan 2022 11:18am
unwritten page
Unwritten page
A blank page on the word processor I ought to leave it this way
just look at it and dream what I could have written.
If I delete the words written, it will be a blank page again.
No history on a crumpled-up sheet of paper in a wastebasket.
For now, it is too late, but I might erase the page written
if I so choose.
All poems are if written with passion, great poems
if not by the readers but by the poet, who boarded the wrong bus
as my wife did in Johannesburg many years ago
great was her consternation when stopping an...
A blank page on the word processor I ought to leave it this way
just look at it and dream what I could have written.
If I delete the words written, it will be a blank page again.
No history on a crumpled-up sheet of paper in a wastebasket.
For now, it is too late, but I might erase the page written
if I so choose.
All poems are if written with passion, great poems
if not by the readers but by the poet, who boarded the wrong bus
as my wife did in Johannesburg many years ago
great was her consternation when stopping an...
#music
#meditation
#passion
#reading
#guitars
27 reads
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
7th Jan 2022 7:11pm
7th Jan 2022 7:11pm
Humbling Grace…
Antiquated age before humbled grace
Is knowing the difference between
Knowledge and Wisdom
One seeks it and the other grows into it
Only the proclamation of vanity has neither
Is knowing the difference between
Knowledge and Wisdom
One seeks it and the other grows into it
Only the proclamation of vanity has neither
#astrology
#vanity
#meditation #wisdom
#meditation #wisdom
88 reads
6 Comments
bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
5th Jan 2022 5:13am
5th Jan 2022 5:13am
Into Zen
I knew you when I dreamt last night
all around you shining light
like Tinkerbelle or Miranda who
appeared in Shakespeare's dreaming too -
I know you now, I know you when
religions fade into zen...
by touching spirit we expand
beyond the sea, beyond the land
beyond the ocean deep of space
charging through as we each race
while inner beinga stand so still
and all of space flows in to fill
every moment passing by,
spectral visions in the sky
waking, sleeping, in between
I know you now in this dream
...
all around you shining light
like Tinkerbelle or Miranda who
appeared in Shakespeare's dreaming too -
I know you now, I know you when
religions fade into zen...
by touching spirit we expand
beyond the sea, beyond the land
beyond the ocean deep of space
charging through as we each race
while inner beinga stand so still
and all of space flows in to fill
every moment passing by,
spectral visions in the sky
waking, sleeping, in between
I know you now in this dream
...
#love
#dreams
#meditation
71 reads
4 Comments
bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
1st Jan 2022 6:08am
1st Jan 2022 6:08am
I Know a Place
I know a place where I can go
a place which only I do know
it's on an island drifting by
with coconuts and deep blue sky
far away from think think think
integrated and too linked
with all around and far beyond -
simple breathing's magic wand
transports me with its rhythmic beat
in and out and in with sweet
nectar oozing from within
the secret place which I am in
on an island drifting by
above the ground and in the sky
unseen by all except by me
enjoying breathing peacefully...
I know a...
a place which only I do know
it's on an island drifting by
with coconuts and deep blue sky
far away from think think think
integrated and too linked
with all around and far beyond -
simple breathing's magic wand
transports me with its rhythmic beat
in and out and in with sweet
nectar oozing from within
the secret place which I am in
on an island drifting by
above the ground and in the sky
unseen by all except by me
enjoying breathing peacefully...
I know a...
#meditation
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0 Comments
KittyFromHell
Poem Published
30th Dec 2021 6:01pm
30th Dec 2021 6:01pm
Saxe (Color Comp)
This feels like static in my brain
On a cloudy, windy, yucky day,
When I am caught barefoot
Walking on the beach.
Waves lap at my toes
As I dig them
Into the cold sand,
And the winds wrap their fingers
Around tightening goosebumps
On my naked legs.
Sputtering with strands of hair
Blowing into my mouth,
I stare into the ocean
With eyes that have begun
To see the whole world in gray.
A serene melancholy accompanies
Me on my lonely walks,
As the tide comes
And I, like my...
On a cloudy, windy, yucky day,
When I am caught barefoot
Walking on the beach.
Waves lap at my toes
As I dig them
Into the cold sand,
And the winds wrap their fingers
Around tightening goosebumps
On my naked legs.
Sputtering with strands of hair
Blowing into my mouth,
I stare into the ocean
With eyes that have begun
To see the whole world in gray.
A serene melancholy accompanies
Me on my lonely walks,
As the tide comes
And I, like my...
#depression
#peace
#confusion
#meditation
#SelfDiscovery
50 reads
1 Comment
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
20th Dec 2021 10:29pm
20th Dec 2021 10:29pm
TERMS
Whether I must split
Its long spine will depend on
The terms of the fern
Its long spine will depend on
The terms of the fern
#haiku
#meditation
44 reads
0 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
19th Dec 2021 11:15pm
19th Dec 2021 11:15pm
Spiritual Fasting On The Other Side of The Moon While Whispering To The Stars
Spiritual fasting on the other side of the Moon
At one with self, in reverence to accept the beacon of life’s principles, its gloom
In the mirrored reflection unto self
Alliance in the calm of four winds of seasons I quietly have felt
Dragan’s Blood Incense inhaling
Myrrh and Frankincense floating throughout my island of paradise
Mind astral travling, evolving on the beautiful winds sailing
Speak to me winds and this is what it said
The physical element of life is to survive, as we lament in time upon the face of the dead
...
At one with self, in reverence to accept the beacon of life’s principles, its gloom
In the mirrored reflection unto self
Alliance in the calm of four winds of seasons I quietly have felt
Dragan’s Blood Incense inhaling
Myrrh and Frankincense floating throughout my island of paradise
Mind astral travling, evolving on the beautiful winds sailing
Speak to me winds and this is what it said
The physical element of life is to survive, as we lament in time upon the face of the dead
...
#spiritual
#humankind
#myself #meditation
#myself #meditation
94 reads
9 Comments
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