Poems About Meditation Seeking Friendly Advice
#meditation
Poems about meditation seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
I go
to a sandstone cliff
above human turmoil
frail and strong-willed
to a cave mouth on the rock face
trees and clouds unknowable aschelminthes
exhausted body
quiet mind.
above human turmoil
frail and strong-willed
to a cave mouth on the rock face
trees and clouds unknowable aschelminthes
exhausted body
quiet mind.
#escape
#meditation
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Plog 1
all is harmonizing
we're all in a stream
where we're synchronizing
in a time machine
accelerating faster
than a flash, a blink
avoiding the disaster
of believing what we think
when not meditating
recalling we have been
in an elevating
conscious living dream
symbiotically engaging
the consciousness around
where 'All the world's a stage' in
wherever we are found
where all is resonating
even though unseen
when we're meditating
forgetting who we've been...
we're all in a stream
where we're synchronizing
in a time machine
accelerating faster
than a flash, a blink
avoiding the disaster
of believing what we think
when not meditating
recalling we have been
in an elevating
conscious living dream
symbiotically engaging
the consciousness around
where 'All the world's a stage' in
wherever we are found
where all is resonating
even though unseen
when we're meditating
forgetting who we've been...
#meditation
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indie folk pop
It's a lullaby
it's a cool summer night breeze
I didn't know I needed
until it skittered across my skin
I'm falling asleep
drinking red bull
feeling like I'm dreaming
in a midnight sky
full of pillow clouds
and a moon full of comfort
The music is a caress
a hand on the back of my neck
telling me everything
is going to be alright
and in this moment
I believe it
it's a cool summer night breeze
I didn't know I needed
until it skittered across my skin
I'm falling asleep
drinking red bull
feeling like I'm dreaming
in a midnight sky
full of pillow clouds
and a moon full of comfort
The music is a caress
a hand on the back of my neck
telling me everything
is going to be alright
and in this moment
I believe it
#meditation
#music
#SelfDiscovery #SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery #SelfReflection
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Our Fates
it's mystical, it's misty too
a part of me is part of you
as birds keep calling far away
the air smells green on this wet day
raindrops falling on my roof,
as dancing faeries become proof
we're not alone, no matter where,
symbiotically we share
the atmosphere and water too
as well as time...I am with you
on the edge of what's to come
aware that everything is one
consciousness that co-creates
something that we call our fates
a mystical and misty too
part of me and part of you
as raindrops...
a part of me is part of you
as birds keep calling far away
the air smells green on this wet day
raindrops falling on my roof,
as dancing faeries become proof
we're not alone, no matter where,
symbiotically we share
the atmosphere and water too
as well as time...I am with you
on the edge of what's to come
aware that everything is one
consciousness that co-creates
something that we call our fates
a mystical and misty too
part of me and part of you
as raindrops...
#meditation
#SelfDiscovery
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Penetrating Emptiness
penetrating emptiness
filling the unseen
filling the unvisited
with a conscious stream
of thought waves intertwining
with what we here now find
as everything we think we know
is created in the mind
electric pulses, synapses
nerve endings' nano-sparks
sub-microscopic particles
muons, gluons, quarks
in the midst of emptiness
EM forces flow
magnetic interactions
often dark can glow
in places that we've never been
unvisited for so long
out of sight and out of mind
but still they...
filling the unseen
filling the unvisited
with a conscious stream
of thought waves intertwining
with what we here now find
as everything we think we know
is created in the mind
electric pulses, synapses
nerve endings' nano-sparks
sub-microscopic particles
muons, gluons, quarks
in the midst of emptiness
EM forces flow
magnetic interactions
often dark can glow
in places that we've never been
unvisited for so long
out of sight and out of mind
but still they...
#meditation
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Bath time
My bath is filled with bubbles
My bath listens to my sorrows & troubles
It is for me to relax
& I shall not stray till every bubble fades & leaves no tracks
Sitting in candle light
It guides my pen, so I can write
Shutting the outside away
Oh how I love watching the water sway
The surface glittering like jewel
The way my tattoos distort below the soapy pool
Such a beautiful place to write
I hum and the water echoes my voice in delight
My bath is calm,my bath smells sweet
Here I...
My bath listens to my sorrows & troubles
It is for me to relax
& I shall not stray till every bubble fades & leaves no tracks
Sitting in candle light
It guides my pen, so I can write
Shutting the outside away
Oh how I love watching the water sway
The surface glittering like jewel
The way my tattoos distort below the soapy pool
Such a beautiful place to write
I hum and the water echoes my voice in delight
My bath is calm,my bath smells sweet
Here I...
#freedom
#meditation
#passion
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In The Midst Of Time (Deliverance-COTS)
The power of self to sustain borrowed time in the province we call life resides in the heart, mind, and soul and it commissions
From past lives you may have upon evolution’s wishes
Do you carry the interpretations of being a good influencer of the mind, or forsaken the brethren of mankind for the comforts of false riches
By the blood of the lamb, you have choices who you are, who will you become, and how you chose to live
Evil, wickedness, to appease the masses
Sitting on couches, telling...
From past lives you may have upon evolution’s wishes
Do you carry the interpretations of being a good influencer of the mind, or forsaken the brethren of mankind for the comforts of false riches
By the blood of the lamb, you have choices who you are, who will you become, and how you chose to live
Evil, wickedness, to appease the masses
Sitting on couches, telling...
#earth
#meditation
#moon
#sun
#spiritual
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You Give The Mind Liberty Or You Give The Body Death
The echoes of my mind unto rainbows softly unfurls
Soaring within the firmaments of His covenant as a peaceful bird
I like it so much better up here
No more pain, and no more tears
Revelation twenty-one verse four
The moon is where my Chakras takes me too when I need peace to seep from my pores
Stirring down below
Hades, carnage, political corruption daily blows
Breathe clean air the...
Soaring within the firmaments of His covenant as a peaceful bird
I like it so much better up here
No more pain, and no more tears
Revelation twenty-one verse four
The moon is where my Chakras takes me too when I need peace to seep from my pores
Stirring down below
Hades, carnage, political corruption daily blows
Breathe clean air the...
#meditation
#Taoism
#wisdom
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“He’s The Moorish Moth To My Internal Hebrew Flame”
The teacher, preacher, yet still the student
I take the avowal of my impartialness, but yet still prudent
There came a gallant man breathlessly I awaited
Gently kisses my mind, feelings never dissipated
Magnetic words felt to my fluttering heart
Loving the erratic pulsate from the mental jumpstart
When daylight has gone
And darkness is in full bloom
He dreams of me for my alluring flames to softy swoon
Visiting me in his candle lit bedroom
Speak in my ear tenderly, softly, pudding in...
I take the avowal of my impartialness, but yet still prudent
There came a gallant man breathlessly I awaited
Gently kisses my mind, feelings never dissipated
Magnetic words felt to my fluttering heart
Loving the erratic pulsate from the mental jumpstart
When daylight has gone
And darkness is in full bloom
He dreams of me for my alluring flames to softy swoon
Visiting me in his candle lit bedroom
Speak in my ear tenderly, softly, pudding in...
#emotions
#love
#meditation
#moon
#sun
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atmospheric inhales
Lightning cracks
rain sprinkles down
cool and gentle
the atmosphere trembles
in anticipation
I want to feel
the windblown bent
of the trees like I'm one of them
at the mercy of the elements
trying to sweep me off my feet
rain sprinkles down
cool and gentle
the atmosphere trembles
in anticipation
I want to feel
the windblown bent
of the trees like I'm one of them
at the mercy of the elements
trying to sweep me off my feet
#meditation
#nature
#storm
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Let Go (2024)
let go of who you think you are
on a planet near a star
always pulled by gravity
atoms sub-microscopicaly
warped by an electric charge
aligned together seeming large
always pulling, letting go
long enough so that we know
that there's a force that's everywhere
in ocean, earth and too the air
and in the plasma in between
everything that's ever been
faster than the speed of light
electric force keeps holding tight
stars together instantly
in the aether we can't see -
let go of what you think...
on a planet near a star
always pulled by gravity
atoms sub-microscopicaly
warped by an electric charge
aligned together seeming large
always pulling, letting go
long enough so that we know
that there's a force that's everywhere
in ocean, earth and too the air
and in the plasma in between
everything that's ever been
faster than the speed of light
electric force keeps holding tight
stars together instantly
in the aether we can't see -
let go of what you think...
#meditation
#SelfDiscovery
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To This Day
How much pain can one man sow?
How much love can one man keep?
How much joy can one man grow?
How much grief can one man reap?
I was walking one morning through the woods near my house, contemplating the state of humanity. I approached a small pond and sat down to rest. It was hot that day, dreadfully hot. My mind drew blank as I stared at the various flora and fauna. I remember the only thing I was doing, running my fingers through the blades of grass beside me. I don't know why I did it. Perhaps it was boredom, I've long since forgotten the reason. One thing...
How much love can one man keep?
How much joy can one man grow?
How much grief can one man reap?
I was walking one morning through the woods near my house, contemplating the state of humanity. I approached a small pond and sat down to rest. It was hot that day, dreadfully hot. My mind drew blank as I stared at the various flora and fauna. I remember the only thing I was doing, running my fingers through the blades of grass beside me. I don't know why I did it. Perhaps it was boredom, I've long since forgotten the reason. One thing...
#dark
#death
#meditation
#philosophical
#SelfReflection
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DU Poetry : Poems About Meditation Seeking Friendly Advice