Poems About Meditation Seeking Friendly Advice
#meditation
Poems about meditation seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Repainting The Creation Of My Soul
It feels as if I have a been on a beautiful journey with self
Over the mountains through the valleys, my soul I have met
Cadence of enticements to make my heart swoon and melt
Whispers heard weakening choices
Confusion of the mind, invitations of heart, from so many voices
Here, I sit alone, among quite, required peace
A beautiful blending of my heart, my mind, my body, now at one with me
If I don’t reach out, it’s my soul I try to remain to keep
My body as an instrument, as honey slowly seeps
In my...
Over the mountains through the valleys, my soul I have met
Cadence of enticements to make my heart swoon and melt
Whispers heard weakening choices
Confusion of the mind, invitations of heart, from so many voices
Here, I sit alone, among quite, required peace
A beautiful blending of my heart, my mind, my body, now at one with me
If I don’t reach out, it’s my soul I try to remain to keep
My body as an instrument, as honey slowly seeps
In my...
#spiritual
#evolution
#meditation
#philosophical
#passion
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We Are Here (Revelations-COTS)
(Captured at 7:10am on 06-28-23)
Until the end of time
Thy energy of the heart the Sun bows
Unto the spirit of the animal that surfaces in society
Where humans interchange to beast
In the nature of death or dishonor
Feet of bravery seeking higher destiny
The comfort of divine peace
Onto the air echoes the drums of war’s silence
The jungle where the mighty beast roars
Mute to the minds of crying souls
Opened eyes to the state of reality ...
Until the end of time
Thy energy of the heart the Sun bows
Unto the spirit of the animal that surfaces in society
Where humans interchange to beast
In the nature of death or dishonor
Feet of bravery seeking higher destiny
The comfort of divine peace
Onto the air echoes the drums of war’s silence
The jungle where the mighty beast roars
Mute to the minds of crying souls
Opened eyes to the state of reality ...
#sun
#evolution
#meditation #spiritual
#meditation #spiritual
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The Scents of Power and Love
In scents and fragrances, a world unfolds,
Where nature's gifts, in secrets they hold.
Sandalwood whispers of protection's might,
Healing wounds and purifying with light.
Cherry, sweet cherry, love it does entice,
Drawing hearts closer, like a magnetic device.
Its fragrance stirs passion, emotions aflame,
In love's embrace, it kindles a fiery game.
Vanilla, a treasure, brings luck on its wings,
Happiness and memories, the joy it brings.
Aromatic whispers that stimulate the mind,
Unlocking moments, in time we find.
...
Where nature's gifts, in secrets they hold.
Sandalwood whispers of protection's might,
Healing wounds and purifying with light.
Cherry, sweet cherry, love it does entice,
Drawing hearts closer, like a magnetic device.
Its fragrance stirs passion, emotions aflame,
In love's embrace, it kindles a fiery game.
Vanilla, a treasure, brings luck on its wings,
Happiness and memories, the joy it brings.
Aromatic whispers that stimulate the mind,
Unlocking moments, in time we find.
...
#love
#spiritual
#meditation
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Sincerely Me,
The thought process of memories
Without rhyme or reasons
Mind just flowing for all seasons
Does anybody know why nostalgia always throws the mind and body into emotional treason
Y’all I’m tired of believing, writing, nursing, mm.. sometimes I just want to be free
You can find me on a sandy beach island
Mojito in my hand, no time clock demands
Basking in the sun, just being me
Watching the world continue on, my mind fresh as it flees
Would I miss myself
Not with reminiscences of my mental...
Without rhyme or reasons
Mind just flowing for all seasons
Does anybody know why nostalgia always throws the mind and body into emotional treason
Y’all I’m tired of believing, writing, nursing, mm.. sometimes I just want to be free
You can find me on a sandy beach island
Mojito in my hand, no time clock demands
Basking in the sun, just being me
Watching the world continue on, my mind fresh as it flees
Would I miss myself
Not with reminiscences of my mental...
#meditation
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Kundalini
Coat my presence when all hope is gone
At times when I feel I can’t go on
May the mercy of my Heavenly Angel’s comfort lead me in the hymn of my spiritual Psalms
I am your testimony your divine will
My words, blows in the wind, on knees in the dark my tender heart spills
I am so lost, I got it all, yet, my creed befalls
My hands out to you as I stand proud and tall
I need to ask you questions about this thing we call life
And why the meek, always feels the whips of strife
Why the good die young
Yet, the injustice of man...
At times when I feel I can’t go on
May the mercy of my Heavenly Angel’s comfort lead me in the hymn of my spiritual Psalms
I am your testimony your divine will
My words, blows in the wind, on knees in the dark my tender heart spills
I am so lost, I got it all, yet, my creed befalls
My hands out to you as I stand proud and tall
I need to ask you questions about this thing we call life
And why the meek, always feels the whips of strife
Why the good die young
Yet, the injustice of man...
#spiritual
#meditation
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Fly Like An Eagle Too
Fly like an Eagle to the sea
May the Creator love whisper his anointing upon the Heavenly needs
Stay kneeling until my words have been blessed, my incantations softy heard
I am the Dove, the Eagle, the wandering sheep among Yahweh's word
Let me not into temptation, but deliver me from sin
I am the seeds of Eva, Genisis origin
Time keeps ticking on
As the universe weeps its cosmic Psalms
May the Creator love whisper his anointing upon the Heavenly needs
Stay kneeling until my words have been blessed, my incantations softy heard
I am the Dove, the Eagle, the wandering sheep among Yahweh's word
Let me not into temptation, but deliver me from sin
I am the seeds of Eva, Genisis origin
Time keeps ticking on
As the universe weeps its cosmic Psalms
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#meditation #philosophical
#meditation #philosophical
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Endearment To Mother Earth
To reap what we sow is so beautiful when you embed into the earth good seeds to sustain the mind, when the palate needs the fruit of its tender hand’s harvest.
#flowers
#nature
#spiritual
#meditation
#tradition
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Neurocosmic Odyssey
What sights and horrors do dreams entail?
Some that show how life is frail
And some that wait to tip the scale
Neurons fire like glistening stars
Yet still they find the mental scars
My thoughts are distant, like the planet Mars
I'm but a traveler in the wake of time
Through cosmic sands, and ethereal prime
In dreams I walk, in life's paradox rhyme
Some that show how life is frail
And some that wait to tip the scale
Neurons fire like glistening stars
Yet still they find the mental scars
My thoughts are distant, like the planet Mars
I'm but a traveler in the wake of time
Through cosmic sands, and ethereal prime
In dreams I walk, in life's paradox rhyme
#happiness
#dreams
#sleep
#mystery
#meditation
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Beam Me Up…
I have decided to write my first refreshing Straight Talk Live piece concerning this phenomenal occurrence; however, it is not without its prominent discredits or its supernatural castoffs.
The relativity theory from my personal observation of astral traveling seems to coincide based on various facts, which is related to mystical connections of self and the subconscious of many dimensions where we seem to tap into its unknown origin.
There are many facets of atrial projection/traveling. Before I explore such a wonderous quantum physical outer body spiritual channeling....
The relativity theory from my personal observation of astral traveling seems to coincide based on various facts, which is related to mystical connections of self and the subconscious of many dimensions where we seem to tap into its unknown origin.
There are many facets of atrial projection/traveling. Before I explore such a wonderous quantum physical outer body spiritual channeling....
#meditation
#philosophical
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Dejavu
I breathe from Nirvana,
The source of breath from which peace in all things flow,
From the springs of the breath of Nirvana condenses the waters and wines of the sweetest joy, that is present in children, often lost in adults
I bowed my head in reverence to the One who is Within me
And it was Dejavu when the two springs of peace and joy
Flowed within me, for the first time since I was a boy
The source of breath from which peace in all things flow,
From the springs of the breath of Nirvana condenses the waters and wines of the sweetest joy, that is present in children, often lost in adults
I bowed my head in reverence to the One who is Within me
And it was Dejavu when the two springs of peace and joy
Flowed within me, for the first time since I was a boy
#peace
#meditation
#SelfDiscovery
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Private Property - Neuroscape Study I
There exist an infinite number
of gated, invitation-only cerebral worlds
that have , do, and will walk this Earth
each with innate, unique
topology and geography
towering mountains
of success, ecstasy, hope,
and altruistic kindnesses
lowest valleys of grief, despair,
and compromised self esteem
Profoundly deep oceans
replete with the wreckage
of perceived sin, shame, failures,
embarrassments, and dark,
guilt ridden dark secrets
occasionally dredged up
exposed to public view
by powerful storms of emotion ...
of gated, invitation-only cerebral worlds
that have , do, and will walk this Earth
each with innate, unique
topology and geography
towering mountains
of success, ecstasy, hope,
and altruistic kindnesses
lowest valleys of grief, despair,
and compromised self esteem
Profoundly deep oceans
replete with the wreckage
of perceived sin, shame, failures,
embarrassments, and dark,
guilt ridden dark secrets
occasionally dredged up
exposed to public view
by powerful storms of emotion ...
#LifeStruggles
#SelfReflection
#meditation #NaPoWriMo2023
#meditation #NaPoWriMo2023
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Nature's Cosmology - with Her
In nature's woods cosmology,
of oboes and strings
on landscape architecture,
of green grass Maybelline.
With the falling rain of imagination
in twilight's mythical sheen.
Reaching out to the hands on a fob
to cut out memories with scissors,
in meditation with cellos
and chorus, blended with muted winds.
Where pine needles pirouette
and ribbons of horsehair blow,
in nature's woods cosmology
of oboes and strings
on landscape architecture,
of green grass Maybelline.
With the falling rain of imagination
in twilight's mythical sheen.
Reaching out to the hands on a fob
to cut out memories with scissors,
in meditation with cellos
and chorus, blended with muted winds.
Where pine needles pirouette
and ribbons of horsehair blow,
in nature's woods cosmology
#spiritual
#meditation
#philosophical #collaboration
#philosophical #collaboration
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