thewatcher33
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 5:32am
8th Jan 2025 5:32am
IT COULD ALL BE SO SIMPLE, BUT SPIRITUALITY MAKES IT HARD!
What Is Spirituality?
Spirituality is a broad concept with room for many perspectives. It includes a sense of connection to something bigger than ourselves, and it typically involves a search for meaning in life. As such, it is a universal human experience. People may describe a spiritual experience as sacred or transcendent or simply a deep sense of aliveness and interconnectedness.
Do Everyone Experience Spirituality?
While most people would consider spirituality a universal human experience, not everyone actively engages with or experiences it in the same way, meaning...
Spirituality is a broad concept with room for many perspectives. It includes a sense of connection to something bigger than ourselves, and it typically involves a search for meaning in life. As such, it is a universal human experience. People may describe a spiritual experience as sacred or transcendent or simply a deep sense of aliveness and interconnectedness.
Do Everyone Experience Spirituality?
While most people would consider spirituality a universal human experience, not everyone actively engages with or experiences it in the same way, meaning...
#spiritual
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adagio
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 3:38am
7th Jan 2025 3:38am
No Shadow of Mine
Whisper willow words of kiss
lonely murmur of the night
silencing the heartache
listening, buried in a sound
echoing, lingering soul
darkness has no shadow of mine
behind the squeaking door
lonely murmur of the night
silencing the heartache
listening, buried in a sound
echoing, lingering soul
darkness has no shadow of mine
behind the squeaking door
#philosophical
#spiritual
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adagio
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 2:19pm
6th Jan 2025 2:19pm
Wind in Rhyhms
Breeze me the soft wind
carrying me home
in a seance
With the blades of grass
watching them dance
in a fragrance of nature
caroling marigolds
In a seance
coming to me in rhythms
carrying me home
in a seance
With the blades of grass
watching them dance
in a fragrance of nature
caroling marigolds
In a seance
coming to me in rhythms
#nature
#philosophical
#spiritual
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Connotation
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 4:35am
6th Jan 2025 4:35am
Run to Atonement
What's hewn in stone was removed and stolen,
the tombs of shoulders Azul in focus.
Once moons remold us exhumed in bones of,
some knew the moments confused below dust.
Luck looted ocean's sun hue as golden,
dusk drew a donor blood blue from ozone.
Of spoon and soldier runs wounds of closure,
cut through to open trust due as spoken.
Such roots are lonesome from Cupid's coldest,
unto enrollment some student showman.
Much full of hocus love fools betrothment,
comes duels of jokers spun lucid omen.
...
the tombs of shoulders Azul in focus.
Once moons remold us exhumed in bones of,
some knew the moments confused below dust.
Luck looted ocean's sun hue as golden,
dusk drew a donor blood blue from ozone.
Of spoon and soldier runs wounds of closure,
cut through to open trust due as spoken.
Such roots are lonesome from Cupid's coldest,
unto enrollment some student showman.
Much full of hocus love fools betrothment,
comes duels of jokers spun lucid omen.
...
#humankind
#metaphor
#morality
#rhyming
#spiritual
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 1:16am
6th Jan 2025 1:16am
Spring Has Sprung
Spring Has Sprung
Jane and I lay on the yellow sandy creek beach looking at the pink glow of sunrise in the eastern sky. She reclines on her side facing me. I am supine in the sublimity of spring. We are both twenty and too old for wading in the creek. But spring has sprung and the desire to get more than our feet wet is strong. Jane’s irises are azure as glacial ice. Her complexion is that of French vanilla. Her hair is like fine corn silk which lusters in the summer sun. Her hair giggles when she walks.
At St. Catherine Creek the water appears on fire and sparkles...
Jane and I lay on the yellow sandy creek beach looking at the pink glow of sunrise in the eastern sky. She reclines on her side facing me. I am supine in the sublimity of spring. We are both twenty and too old for wading in the creek. But spring has sprung and the desire to get more than our feet wet is strong. Jane’s irises are azure as glacial ice. Her complexion is that of French vanilla. Her hair is like fine corn silk which lusters in the summer sun. Her hair giggles when she walks.
At St. Catherine Creek the water appears on fire and sparkles...
#erotic
#nature
#sensual
#spiritual
#water
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adagio
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 00:26am
5th Jan 2025 00:26am
Hospice Arms
In death's hospice arms seeking asylum
giving into the morphine running deep
with no more shadows to burn
oblivious to the pain
Delivering my soliloquy to the tides
dire to my lucid wings
in death's hospice arms seeking asylum
giving into the morphine running deep
with no more shadows to burn
oblivious to the pain
Delivering my soliloquy to the tides
dire to my lucid wings
in death's hospice arms seeking asylum
#faith
#philosophical
#religion #spiritual
#religion #spiritual
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adagio
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 5:27pm
4th Jan 2025 5:27pm
With Every Breath
Silence rising on the surface with every breath
from the cold grave beneath the stone, calming
the tortured souls awakening the sleepers where
memories run deep through billowed clouds
up the twining staircase of windswept heights
touching the hand of God and golden soliloquy
mingling with the scent of tea and ambrosia
rising on the surface with every breath
from the cold grave beneath the stone, calming
the tortured souls awakening the sleepers where
memories run deep through billowed clouds
up the twining staircase of windswept heights
touching the hand of God and golden soliloquy
mingling with the scent of tea and ambrosia
rising on the surface with every breath
#philosophical
#religion
#spiritual
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SageRoyale
Royale
Royale
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 00:17am
4th Jan 2025 00:17am
beggars
His tears heal beggars
He weeps and they cheer
for if the Son of Man may cry
any man may bare his soul
however beaten,
bruised,
unrighteous
and be healed by the rivers
from his pure and unblemished eyes
waters laced with medicine
for even the sickest of mortal
mind or spirit
but why, save for old grudge
must my ugly heart
my blistering eyes,
that pour mercury
the skin that burns raw beneath
my cheeks, aching
from the teeth of rotting quartz
that has burst through them ...
He weeps and they cheer
for if the Son of Man may cry
any man may bare his soul
however beaten,
bruised,
unrighteous
and be healed by the rivers
from his pure and unblemished eyes
waters laced with medicine
for even the sickest of mortal
mind or spirit
but why, save for old grudge
must my ugly heart
my blistering eyes,
that pour mercury
the skin that burns raw beneath
my cheeks, aching
from the teeth of rotting quartz
that has burst through them ...
#angels
#forgiveness
#spiritual
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 3:36pm
3rd Jan 2025 3:36pm
Astral Arcadia
Smoke and mirrors unbalance the truth of a detrimental soul
Cleansing of the intellect is the rebirth as the Sun is to the Rose
What fables can blind men speak
When questioning the presence of his purpose, yet dead minded to give hope in the deliverance of his speech
Trying to ignite the spark of conceivable notions when the heart is leaking and not at peace
His eyes cannot exalt beyond Mt. Zion peaks
Where is your Holy Oil for the lost wandering sheep
Give universal rest for the mental weariness and...
Cleansing of the intellect is the rebirth as the Sun is to the Rose
What fables can blind men speak
When questioning the presence of his purpose, yet dead minded to give hope in the deliverance of his speech
Trying to ignite the spark of conceivable notions when the heart is leaking and not at peace
His eyes cannot exalt beyond Mt. Zion peaks
Where is your Holy Oil for the lost wandering sheep
Give universal rest for the mental weariness and...
#peace
#spiritual
#angels
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adagio
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 2:52am
3rd Jan 2025 2:52am
Nimble Thimbles
Maestro of dreams haunting silhouette
in arabesque concerto touching blue sky
of autumn's memories and falling leaves
in soundscapes echoing sweet virtuoso
with the nimble thimbles harp's minuet
as the shadow dances touching anima
of my soul beyond the ivory doors
in arabesque concerto touching blue sky
of autumn's memories and falling leaves
in soundscapes echoing sweet virtuoso
with the nimble thimbles harp's minuet
as the shadow dances touching anima
of my soul beyond the ivory doors
#philosophical
#spiritual
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
31st Dec 2024 2:16pm
31st Dec 2024 2:16pm
Just Be In The Moment Of Time... (2025)
Let’s take a moment and bow our heads as you and I pray
From God’s lips to our hearts
Approved to say
May He smile upon us as we strive
Crossing into a new year, thank goodness we both arrived
Looking back
Mother Nature’s cruel attacks
You and I survived Hurricanes
God’s tears from pouring rains
AI has comprised the mind
Have altered manmade time
From this day forward, do not become enslaved by the computer and lose your soul in the world of...
From God’s lips to our hearts
Approved to say
May He smile upon us as we strive
Crossing into a new year, thank goodness we both arrived
Looking back
Mother Nature’s cruel attacks
You and I survived Hurricanes
God’s tears from pouring rains
AI has comprised the mind
Have altered manmade time
From this day forward, do not become enslaved by the computer and lose your soul in the world of...
#NewYear
#spiritual
#water
#angels
#sun
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adagio
Poem Published
31st Dec 2024 12:31pm
31st Dec 2024 12:31pm
A Thousand Stones
Thousand stones of memories
in Mason Jars out of reach
Now shattered lanterns
with wings and angel songs
Thousand stones of memories
in Mason Jars out of reach
Now shattered lanterns
with wings and angel songs
Thousand stones of memories
#philosophical
#spiritual
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