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morguana
21st February 2010, 23:51
i grew up with these words hanging in my folks kitchen, i now have a copy in my kitchen, the desiderata is a beautiful and inspiring poem, on that i would like to share with my fellow avalonians :D, so come and sit in silence under a tree with me and enjoy these word of light and peace

Desiderata

Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.

Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.

(Max Ehrmann)

brightest of blessings
love m x

Vidya Moksha
22nd March 2010, 10:01
short and sweet. Roy Harper

You ASK: what is the quality of life?
seeking to justify the part you play
and MASK, what seems a worthless fate,
to strive to make it anymore or less than short and sweet

And YOU, you are a fantasy,
a view from where you'd like to think the world should see
be TRUE, and you will likely find:
a FEW,building a vision, doing justice to your time

And WE, we the immoral men,
we DARE, naked and fearless in the elements
we're FREE, care free from tempting fate
AWARE, and holding off the moral nightmare at the gates

And SHORT, short as from me to you
as close as we all hope to try to be
we're CAUGHT, watching the darkening skies
who KNOWS? helpless as time itself to hold time at at bay

and SWEET, sweet as a mountain stream,
BEHOLD, towards a new day breaking in the east
We'll MEET, as every future dream unfolds,
and SURELY, quality it is, at the very least

mike1414
22nd March 2010, 12:32
make my wish come true

searching for answers
that evaded me for so long,
i got lost in a maze of treachery
hidden under a mask of innocence;

it’s been so long
words kept me awake
all night long, making
me restless and confused;

drowning in the wishes
of a long lost past,
i let my life down,
i let myself down;

in the midst of the night
under the velvet skies
i surrendered to life
i whisper for forgiveness;

so with a smile on my lips
and a wish on my heart
i give faith(hope) one more reason
i give life another chance
to make my wish come true;

Praveen

peace always
mike

mike1414
22nd March 2010, 20:02
I'm Alive, I Believe In Everything

Self. Brotherhood. God. Zeus. Communism.
Capitalism. Buddha. Vinyl records.
Baseball. Ink. Trees. Cures for disease.
Saltwater. Literature. Walking. Waking.
Arguments. Decisions. Ambiguity. Absolutes.
Presence. Absence. Positive and Negative.
Empathy. Apathy. Sympathy and entropy.
Verbs are necessary. So are nouns.
Empty skies. Dark vacuums of night.
Visions. Revisions. Innocence.
I've seen All the empty spaces yet to be filled.
I've heard All of the sounds that will collect
at the end of the world.
And the silence that follows.

I'm alive, I believe in everything
I'm alive, I believe in it all.

Waves lapping on the shore.
Skies on fire at sunset.
Old men dancing on the streets.
Paradox and possibility.
Sense and sensibility.
Cold logic and half truth.
Final steps and first impressions.
Fools and fine intelligence.
Chaos and clean horizons.
Vague notions and concrete certainty.
Optimism in the face of adversity.

I'm alive, I believe in everything
I'm alive, I believe in it all.


Lesley Choyce

peace always
mike

heyokah
22nd March 2010, 20:09
****
Love is the New Religion (The Spiritual Conspiracy) -Brian Piergrossi


This poem has struck a nerve in the human consciousness and, over the last few months,
has now been spontaneously forwarded, via emails and blogs, to tens of thousands of people around the world by various titles.


mndsMqz54aA


Love to all of you

****

kriya
22nd March 2010, 21:10
KENA UPANISHAD

That which is not expressed by speech,
but that by which speech is expressed:
know that alone to be Brahman the eternal
and not what people here adore.

That which is not thought by the mind,
but that by which the mind thinks:
know that alone to be Brahman the eternal
and not what people here adore.

That which is not seen by the eye,
but that by which the eye sees:
know that alone to be Brahman the eternal
and not what people here adore.

That which is not heard by the ear,
but that by which the ear hears:
know that alone to be Brahman, the eternal
and not what people here adore.

That which is not breathed by the breath,
but that by which the breath breathes:
know that alone to be Brahman the eternal
and not what people here adore

alchemikey
22nd March 2010, 23:34
What is love?
but a ceaseless flow

What is love?
but the desire to grow

What is love?
but a feeling so deep

What is love?
but the tears you weep

What is love?
but a timeless mirror

What is love?
but the answer to fear

What is love?
but a humbling wow

What is love?
but the here and now

What is love?
but a warming heart

What is love?
but the end and start

What is love?
but a freedom of will

What is love?
but the silent and still

What is love?
but a thought so vast

What is love?
but the joy you cast

What is love?
but an aware soul

What is love?
but the cosmos whole

What is love?
but a shining star

What is love?
but who you really are

peace,
mikey

mike1414
23rd March 2010, 13:46
'right now...talking to you...im not even a guy....im a monkey...blowing kisses...at a butterfly...' ;)
http://www.ted.com/talks/lang/eng/rives_tells_a_story_of_mixed_emoticons.html

enjoy, from the talented man that is rives

peace always
mike

morguana
23rd March 2010, 13:54
wow thanks folks beautiful poems :love:

hears one i would like to share with folks here

Look to this day,
For yesterday is but a dream,
And tomorrow is only a vision,
But today, well lived,
Makes every yesterday a dream of happiness,
And every tomorrow a vision of hope.
Look well, therefore, to this day.

Sanskrit Proverb

love m x

mike1414
24th March 2010, 17:58
Believe in your Dreams, and they will come true,
Your true love is already dreaming of you.
Give your heart fully and tenderly,
And then you will see the world more passionately,
Believe in love, and lovely flowers will spring up all around,
And a sea of love will rise up to carry you homeward bound,
To a home filled with sounds of music and laughter,
Believe in your Dreams, and you will find love ever after!

James Farah

peace always
mike

mike1414
25th March 2010, 13:30
Within, without the cosmos wide am I;
In joyful sweep I loose forth and draw back all.
A birthless deathless Spirit that moves and is still
Ever abides within to hear my call.

I who create on earth my joys and doles
To fulfil my matchless quest in all my play,
I veil my face of truth with golden hues
And see the serpent night and python day.

A Consciousness Bliss I feel in each breath;
I am the self amorous child of the Sun.
At will I break and build my symbol sheath
And freely enjoy the world's unshadowed fun.

Sri Chinmoy

peace always
mike

Vidya Moksha
26th March 2010, 11:23
How does it feel to be completely unreal
How does it feel to be a voter
How does it feel to be a voluntary heel
I wonder who's it is
I see you queuing up outside Saint Peter's gate,
You can feel bonafide if you ride with the tide
But it's not real

How does it feel to be out on your own
How does it feel to be thinking
How does it feel to be out on the run
With the mindless world at your heels
I wish I had no answers to put to you
Cos they got me so high tied I feel
like most of me has died
And it's real

And outside on the dragon
And inside in the cold
Mammy's on the bandwagon, daddy's just getting old
And through the blood spew heavens
The roar of lust complains:
Please let me in I have no sin, but you know I'm not real


And how does it feel to be the master's right hand nose
How does it feel to be lieutenant
How does it feel to be stood on someone's toes
With a leech bleeding you for rent,
When you say you want a bit more rank
You wanna be a big wheel
You can feel magnified if you hide in
your pride... It's not real

And how does it feel with a white flag in your fist
How does it feel to have two faces
How does it feel with your god strapped to your wrist
And him leading you such a chase
You got one set of words for him,
and you got another for me
You're gonna feel mystified when you're identified
Don't worry kid it's not real

Chorus: And outside on the dragon
And inside in the cold
Mammy's on the bandwagon, daddy's just getting old
And through the blood spew heavens
The roar of lust complains:
Please let me in I have no sin, but you know I'm not real

And through the blood spew heavens
The roar of lust complains:
Please let me in I have no sin, but you know I'm not real

I know its a song, but poetical nonethe less :)

I love this old man, hes been with me most of my life :)
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alchemikey
28th March 2010, 20:56
There is so much potential for good in a collective humanity
A shift from competition to cooperation would heal our insanity

If we all just worked towards a single goal
A planet full of stewards that all feel whole

What is it we desire as a unified Earth?
What shall we manifest? What could we birth?

Every creature created equal...we have no dominion
The sun shines on us all with no judgment nor opinion

What is it going to take to bring us all together?
More quakes, more hurricanes, more deadly weather

Every shake and every tremor is a message from Gaia
Either learn to live as one people or sianara...good-bya

I know this may sound harsh but that's the way of the sword
The truth of love rests in giving, not in how much we can hoard

Give to one...give to all...let's start a tsunami of global caring
It would be a much brighter planet if more time was spent sharing

peace,
mikey

starsmoonmtns
28th March 2010, 21:28
FROM THE STARS ~ WE CARRY THE LIGHT

407

ANGELS OF THE LIGHT

THERE WAS ONLY LIGHT
AND RADIANT WAVES OF LOVE
WE WERE THE LIGHT
WE WERE THE LOVE
AND WE WERE ONE
WE WERE A MAGNIFICENT,
GLOWING,
LOVING SUN
SENDING FORTH OUR LIGHT TO ALL
SO THE UNIVERSE WOULD KNOW
ETERNAL TRUTH
HELD BY THE WISDOM OF LOVE,
THE LOVE THAT I AM
THE LOVE THAT WE ARE,
LIGHT FROM A GLOWING, LOVING STAR

THE POWER OF OUR LOVE
BLAZED INTENSE AND BRIGHT
OUR STAR COULD NO MORE CONTAIN
THE LOVE AND LIGHT,
AND WE WERE MANY
WE WERE MAGNIFICENT,
GLOWING
LOVING ANGELS
CARRYING FORTH TO ALL, OUR STAR
SO THE UNIVERSE WOULD KNOW
ETERNAL WISDOM
EMBRACED BY THE TRUTH OF LOVE,
THE LOVE THAT I AM,
THE LOVE THAT WE ARE,
LIGHT FROM A GLOWING, LOVING STAR

IN THE DEPTH OF LOVE WE CAME
TO SAVE THIS WORLD FROM INNER DEATH,
TO TRANSMUTE MATTER INTO LIGHT,
TO LIFT ITS LOW VIBRATION
BEYOND THE DARK OF NIGHT
AND SPARE THIS ICY, DENSER REALM
ITS PLUNGING, HOPELESS FLIGHT

IN GIVING SO MUCH LIGHT AND LOVE
WE'VE NEARLY ALL FORGOT
OUR MAGNIFICENT, GLOWING, STARRY PAST
BELIEVING WHAT WE'RE NOT
AND NOW WE MUST REMEMBER
THE TRUTH OF WHO WE ARE-
ANGELS BEINGS CO-CREATING,
SONS AND DAUGHTERS OF A STAR
WE ARE MAGNIFICENT,
GLOWING,
LOVING CHILDREN
OF A NEARLY FORGOTTEN SUN
WHOSE LIGHT GOES FORTH TO BRIGHTEN ALL
SO THE WORLD WOULD KNOW IT'S ONE,
ENFOLDED BY THE POWER OF LOVE,
THE LOVE THAT I AM,
THE LOVE THAT WE ARE
LIGHT FROM A GLOWING, LOVING STAR

Author Unknown

mike1414
1st April 2010, 08:05
Carefully and secretly
I look out from behind my eyes
This world often seems
Like an alien environment
So I have to be careful

I see many things
Things which don't make sense
Even to me, the ‘original thinker!’
It is safer inside this shell
Protected by skin and bone

I sometimes come out
And dance in the moonbeams
Lose myself in music
Surrender myself in love's passion,
But mostly, I stay inside
Watching, observing … wondering ...

Biding my time, until that special day
I can take my place once more
Return to my home...
Among the stars.

- Alison Stormwolf

peace always
mike

morguana
1st April 2010, 11:33
William Blake - Auguries of Innocence

To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.

A robin redbreast in a cage
Puts all heaven in a rage.

A dove-house fill'd with doves and pigeons
Shudders hell thro' all its regions.
A dog starv'd at his master's gate
Predicts the ruin of the state.

A horse misused upon the road
Calls to heaven for human blood.
Each outcry of the hunted hare
A fibre from the brain does tear.

A skylark wounded in the wing,
A cherubim does cease to sing.
The game-cock clipt and arm'd for fight
Does the rising sun affright.

Every wolf's and lion's howl
Raises from hell a human soul.

The wild deer, wand'ring here and there,
Keeps the human soul from care.
The lamb misus'd breeds public strife,
And yet forgives the butcher's knife.

The bat that flits at close of eve
Has left the brain that won't believe.
The owl that calls upon the night
Speaks the unbeliever's fright.

He who shall hurt the little wren
Shall never be belov'd by men.
He who the ox to wrath has mov'd
Shall never be by woman lov'd.

The wanton boy that kills the fly
Shall feel the spider's enmity.
He who torments the chafer's sprite
Weaves a bower in endless night.

The caterpillar on the leaf
Repeats to thee thy mother's grief.
Kill not the moth nor butterfly,
For the last judgement draweth nigh.

He who shall train the horse to war
Shall never pass the polar bar.
The beggar's dog and widow's cat,
Feed them and thou wilt grow fat.

The gnat that sings his summer's song
Poison gets from slander's tongue.
The poison of the snake and newt
Is the sweat of envy's foot.

The poison of the honey bee
Is the artist's jealousy.

The prince's robes and beggar's rags
Are toadstools on the miser's bags.
A truth that's told with bad intent
Beats all the lies you can invent.

It is right it should be so;
Man was made for joy and woe;
And when this we rightly know,
Thro' the world we safely go.

Joy and woe are woven fine,
A clothing for the soul divine.
Under every grief and pine
Runs a joy with silken twine.

The babe is more than swaddling bands;
Every farmer understands.
Every tear from every eye
Becomes a babe in eternity;

This is caught by females bright,
And return'd to its own delight.
The bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar,
Are waves that beat on heaven's shore.

The babe that weeps the rod beneath
Writes revenge in realms of death.
The beggar's rags, fluttering in air,
Does to rags the heavens tear.

The soldier, arm'd with sword and gun,
Palsied strikes the summer's sun.
The poor man's farthing is worth more
Than all the gold on Afric's shore.

One mite wrung from the lab'rer's hands
Shall buy and sell the miser's lands;
Or, if protected from on high,
Does that whole nation sell and buy.

He who mocks the infant's faith
Shall be mock'd in age and death.
He who shall teach the child to doubt
The rotting grave shall ne'er get out.

He who respects the infant's faith
Triumphs over hell and death.
The child's toys and the old man's reasons
Are the fruits of the two seasons.

The questioner, who sits so sly,
Shall never know how to reply.
He who replies to words of doubt
Doth put the light of knowledge out.

The strongest poison ever known
Came from Caesar's laurel crown.
Nought can deform the human race
Like to the armour's iron brace.

When gold and gems adorn the plow,
To peaceful arts shall envy bow.
A riddle, or the cricket's cry,
Is to doubt a fit reply.

The emmet's inch and eagle's mile
Make lame philosophy to smile.
He who doubts from what he sees
Will ne'er believe, do what you please.

If the sun and moon should doubt,
They'd immediately go out.
To be in a passion you good may do,
But no good if a passion is in you.

The whore and gambler, by the state
Licensed, build that nation's fate.
The harlot's cry from street to street
Shall weave old England's winding-sheet.

The winner's shout, the loser's curse,
Dance before dead England's hearse.

Every night and every morn
Some to misery are born,
Every morn and every night
Some are born to sweet delight.

Some are born to sweet delight,
Some are born to endless night.

We are led to believe a lie
When we see not thro' the eye,
Which was born in a night to perish in a night,
When the soul slept in beams of light.

God appears, and God is light,
To those poor souls who dwell in night;
But does a human form display
To those who dwell in realms of day.

love this one by blake and thank you folks i find something very beautiful in poetry........its like reading whisperings from the soul
m x

lightbeing
1st April 2010, 13:39
Cosmic Consciousness

I have wrapped the wide world in my wider self
And Time and Space my spirit's seeing are.
I am the god and demon, ghost and elf,
I am the wind's speed and the blazing star.

All Nature is the nursling of my care,
I am its struggle and the eternal rest;
The world's joy thrilling runs through me, I bear
The sorrow of millions in my lonely breast.

I have learned a close identity with all,
Yet am by nothing bound that I become;
Carrying in me the universe's call
I mount to my imperishable home.

I pass beyond Time and life on measureless wings,
Yet still am one with born and unborn things.

~ Sri Aurobindo ~


Blessings
lightbeing

lightbeing
1st April 2010, 13:52
LOOK TO THIS DAY

Look to this day:

For it is life, the very life of life.

In its brief course

Lie all the verities and realities of your existence.

The bliss of growth,

The glory of action,

The splendour of achievement

Are but experiences of time.



For yesterday is but a dream

And tomorrow is only a vision;

And today well-lived, makes

Yesterday a dream of happiness

And every tomorrow a vision of hope.

Look well therefore to this day;

Such is the salutation to the ever-new dawn!



~ Kalidasa ~


Blessings
lightbeing

alchemikey
7th April 2010, 02:29
There is only ever the step you are now taking
There is only ever the choice you are now making

It matters not what has happened before
Now is your eternal shot for love to restore

Love is what it has always been about
For love is the flame that never goes out

Love is the infinite creator of our free will
Love is the utterly passive, the silent, the still

Love is the main ingredient of every choice
Love is the reason you exist and for that rejoice

You are indeed one with a most passionate love
The spark in your heart which carries you above

Any obstacle, any problem, any experience at all
Love is on your side...love is at your beck and call

This should deeply thrill you to be aware that you are
United with every plant, every animal, and every star

For the love that birthed you
Birthed every other being too

Yes, we all have love in common
And it is to love we all say, "Amen"

love,
mikey

morguana
7th April 2010, 11:05
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QqVBGv2hpQ4&feature=related

I am dust particles in sunlight.
I am the round sun.

To the bits of dust I say, Stay.
To the sun, Keep moving.

I am morning mist,
and the breathing of evening.
I am wind in the top of a grove,
and surf on the cliff.

Mast, rudder, helmsman, and keel,
I am also the coral reef they founder on.

I am a tree with a trained parrot in its branches.
Silence, thought, and voice.

The musical air coming through a flute,
a spark of stone, a flickering in metal.
Both candle and the moth crazy around it.
Rose, and the nightingale lost in the fragrance.

I am all orders of being, the circling galaxy,
the evolutionary intelligence, the lift, and the falling away.

What is, and what isn't.

You who know, Jelaluddin,
You the one in all, say who I am.
Say I am you.


love and blessings
m

lightbeing
7th April 2010, 11:51
http://www.fastcompany.com/files/imagecache/multimedia_image/files/RadiantHeart.jpg


My Heart

O my heart, I am divinely proud of you.
You do not have the shameful and shameless disease - worry!
Never do you drink the deadly venom-doubt!

Nothing can be simpler than your pure longings.
Nothing can be more spontaneous than your glowing feelings.
Nothing can be more fulfilling than your selfless love.
Nothing has a more immediate access to the Supreme than your inmost cry.

O my heart, your heavenly day within an earthly day is for God-realisation.
Your immortalising minute within a fleeting minute is for God-embodiment.
Your revealing second within a vanishing second is for God-manifestation.

O my heart, the other members of the family are afraid of God. You are never!
Their lightless persistent fear is a lifeless persistent paralysis.
In life's journey others make their own choice.
God makes the choice for you.

They want to save humanity with their ego's darkest night.
You wish to serve humanity with your dedication's brightest day.
Their victory is the victory over humanity. Your victory is the victory over yourself.

O my heart,O heart of mine,
You are my life-boat.
You sail the uncharted seas of ignorance
And reach the golden shore of the Beyond.

~ Sri Chinmoy ~


Blessings
lightbeing

rosie
8th April 2010, 15:56
http://i42.tinypic.com/vilggl.jpg

Love this thread. Not a poem, but Helen Keller inspires so many, in such few words. This sunset picture was taken a few years ago, and I can still feel the moment that transpired during this sunset photo shoot I believe I cried like a baby! :Cry:

When I ran across this particular quote from Helen Keller, I knew it had to go with the picture.

love & light

morguana
14th April 2010, 09:49
thank you rosie, beautiful words

If
Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you.
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat these two impostors just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

love m

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The Road Not Taken
Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less travelled by,
And that has made all the difference.

morguana
14th April 2010, 10:17
It Couldn't be Done
Edgar Guest


Somebody said that it couldn't be done,
But, he with a chuckle replied
That "maybe it couldn't" but he would be one
Who wouldn't say so till he'd tried.

So he buckled right in with the trace of a grin
On his face. If he worried he hid it.
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldn't be done, as he did it.

Somebody scoffed: "Oh, you'll never do that;
At least no one we know has done it";
But he took off his coat and he took off his hat,
And the first thing we knew he'd begun it.

With a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin,
Without any doubting or quiddit,
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldn't be done, and he did it.

There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done,
There are thousands to prophesy failure;
There are thousands to point out to you, one by one,
The dangers that wait to assail you.

But just buckle right in with a bit of a grin,
Just take off your coat and go to it;
Just start to sing as you tackle the thing
That cannot be done, and you'll do it

mike1414
18th April 2010, 19:59
The time has come...

the time has come
to break all my promises
tear apart all chains
and cast away all advice

disassemble the heavens
link by link
and break at once
all lovers' ties
with the sword of death

put cotton inside
both my ears
and close them to
all words of wisdom

crash the door and
enter the chamber
where all sweet
things are hidden

how long can i
beg and bargain
for the things of this world
while love is waiting

how long before
i can rise beyond
how i am and
what i am

Rumi

peace always
mike

Barron
21st April 2010, 09:04
Here's one i wrote in Nov 2008:

Rise and Shine

The mystery of what we call “Ascension”
Is all about the specific dimension
That you find matches your vibration
In this lifetime, all your creation
The ups, the downs, the good and the bad
The light, the dark, the happy and the sad
What are you going to choose today?
Progression versus stagnation and decay?
To shine as a Godly creator
Or fight as a dark gladiator?
Random acts of compassionate benevolence
Or misguided actions of malevolence
Darkness or light
To love or to fight
To expand or contract
Is it fiction or fact
That we are all one
Under the same sun
And through many lives do we roam
Trying to find our way Home
Forget the longitude or the latitude
For the secret is gratitude
‘Tis not a physical place
But a smile, upon your face
To smile or to frown
To look upwards or down
To appreciate the present
For Now, is heaven-sent
Only you get to choose
What have you to lose?

morguana
21st April 2010, 10:03
Here's one i wrote in Nov 2008:

Rise and Shine

The mystery of what we call “Ascension”
Is all about the specific dimension
That you find matches your vibration
In this lifetime, all your creation
The ups, the downs, the good and the bad
The light, the dark, the happy and the sad
What are you going to choose today?
Progression versus stagnation and decay?
To shine as a Godly creator
Or fight as a dark gladiator?
Random acts of compassionate benevolence
Or misguided actions of malevolence
Darkness or light
To love or to fight
To expand or contract
Is it fiction or fact
That we are all one
Under the same sun
And through many lives do we roam
Trying to find our way Home
Forget the longitude or the latitude
For the secret is gratitude
‘Tis not a physical place
But a smile, upon your face
To smile or to frown
To look upwards or down
To appreciate the present
For Now, is heaven-sent
Only you get to choose
What have you to lose?

barron, that is sooooooo beautifull, thank you so much for posting your poem........it sounds as though it truely came from your soul

morguana
21st April 2010, 10:18
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hqhNPY882kE
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hqhNPY882kE

love these words, they are so sensual and make my hairs stand up!!!


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6SZSWqDL7RA&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6SZSWqDL7RA&feature=related

mike1414
29th April 2010, 07:45
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QqVBGv2hpQ4&feature=related

love and peace always
mike

alchemikey
30th April 2010, 22:56
if there were no biases
there would be no creation

resonance creates alliances
creative thoughts of ideation

the only things we truly own
are the choices we each make

earth is where love is grown
learning to give before we take

souls of gaia are now taking root
the tribe of unity calls us together

as one we'll bud..flowers we'll shoot
the phoenix is the bird of our feather

the 100th human is about to wake
a compassionate society is on the rise

if we live as one, the earth will not quake
love will always guide us away from the lies

peace,
mikey

alchemikey
5th May 2010, 23:48
every instant of life's slide
is another opportunity
to unite or to divide

you can only have one master...decide
to meet the now with love or fear
the choice is yours...pick a side

do you view others as separate?
or do you feel the connection?

do you judge the rippling surface?
or do you stay anchored to the deep?

do you get caught in dualities web?
or do you realize that you are all?

all polarities...all opposites
that which contains both

infinite freedom
eternal love

the space of i am
we forever share

peace,
mikey

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your the one
who makes the choice
cause your the one
that has a voice

your the one
who makes it real
cause your the one
with feelings to feel

your the one
with freedom of will
cause your the one
that desired a thrill

your the one
who's playing the game
cause your the one
from which all that is came

your the one
that imagined it all
cause your the one
that believed in a fall

your the one
creating out of love
cause your the one
exploring below and above

your the one
the great architect of space
cause your the one
who designed every race

your the one
that both seeks and hides
cause your the one
in which the mystery confides

peace,
mikey

truthseekerdan
6th May 2010, 04:26
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IZqAnIp5dMQ&feature=related

Ruis
9th May 2010, 22:48
Lao-tzu from the Tao Te Ching

The Master keeps her mind
always at one with the Tao;
that is what gives her, her radiance.

The Tao is ungraspable.
How can her mind be at one with it?
Because she doesn't cling to ideas.

The Tao is dark and unfathomable.
How can it make her radiant?
Because she lets it.

Since before time and space were,
the Tao is.
It is beyond is and is not.
How do I know this is true?
I look inside myself and see.

greybeard
11th May 2010, 21:18
Thanks for all the beautiful
poetry and quotes
Chris

alchemikey
12th May 2010, 01:26
listen to that which listens
before any thought...silence glistens

observe that which observes
the one presence each of us serves

feel that which does feel
in the heart one finds the real

listening...observing...feeling
to know one's true nature is healing

you are the calm before any storm
awareness exists with or without form

you are the ocean and the wave
consciousness continues after the grave

you are the sun and the rays of light
here on earth to shine in the darkest night

you are the human and the being
serving others with a will that is freeing

peace,
mikey

morguana
12th May 2010, 06:34
thank you fellow avalonians, i love to read poems posted by you :wub:

i wandered lonly as a cloud

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils,
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretch'd in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:--
A Poet could not but be gay
In such a jocund company!
I gazed--and gazed--but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought;

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills
And dances with the daffodils.

William Wordsworth

morguana
12th May 2010, 06:40
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xXaRT8CXmGE
love this man, hes so soulfull and truely a beautifull being

alchemikey
13th May 2010, 02:18
if reality is a thought...
then every thought shapes reality

if thoughts become things...
then every thing is a thought

if a thought can think...
then every thinker is infinite

if all time is simultaneous
then there is no should or could

if any one is to create
then creation must occur now

if you dream or if you wait
then you'll continue to ask, how?

if you are a creator
then focus your mind

if your mind is still
then what do you find?

peace,
mikey

alchemikey
20th May 2010, 22:43
don't be a hater
be a co-creator

lead by example
give freely a sample

of the inner light
the soul shining bright

never be in fear
stay present...stay here

for love does endure
of this i am quite sure

all of life perdures
birth and death only stirs

the energy known as bliss
if in doubt...consider this

silence is the unitive force
quiet mind...seek the source

peace,
mikey

alchemikey
23rd May 2010, 16:41
i believe in a universe made by a musician
i believe all desires eventually come to fruition


i believe every single thought has tremendous power
i believe the humane race is about to bud and flower


i believe these bodies were designed to sing and dance
i believe in intelligence...not luck nor even chance

i believe in the eternal heart beat of the central sun
i believe in peace, joy and love...i believe we are all one

alchemikey
23rd June 2010, 22:53
life is a story that never stops from being told
the passing on of wisdom to the young from the old

for knowledge you see is what life is all about
know thyself as that which has no within nor without

beneath all the stories lies an awareness so blank
a fullness of self with no reason to curse nor to thank

deeper than these characters we are now playing
consciousness listens to every word we are saying

we are all story tellers each adding our own chapter
some stories full of yelling and others full of laughter

what kind of story are you writing with each choice?
do you realize the power of the words that you voice?

sit around the warm fire and tell your own vision
imagine the butterfly effect of your every decision

each moment you are asked to take the low or high road...
will you choose to slay the dragon? will you even kiss a toad?

peace,
mikey

rosie
24th June 2010, 19:10
moved this to the thread "out of the darkness"

Highwhistler
25th June 2010, 00:29
Quiet Thunder of the Heart
Twin Flame Soul Poetry by Highwhistler

Quiet thunder of the heart
electrifying bliss of soul connection
portals to heaven open through love
time lost in soul surrender

Gentle breeze between stars
propelling travelers on their way
to distant worlds
where Lovers call

Service to the One Creator
encoded in foundations beyond the atom
unfolds grace eternal
in our open hearts

Highwhistler
25th June 2010, 00:33
Transforming Heart
Twin Flame Soul Poetry by Highwhistler

My heart beats
the Creator’s symphony
of harmony, beauty
& transformation.

A Sovereign Entity
of the Central Universe!
I resonate quantum fields
of unity & wholeness.

I express visions
of humankind’s future
in worlds that float
in time & space.

In this Universe
of essence, mystery & love,
I, Transforming Heart,
am another You.

Highwhistler
25th June 2010, 00:36
Offspring of the Heavens
Twin Flame Soul Poetry by Highwhistler

Eternal Being,
you are a happy wanderer
of the bright realms
of the Central Sun
and Traveler of
the Inner Skies.

You are not so much a citizen of
planetary race, culture, or nation.
Your true lineage is from the stars.
You are Sovereign Entity
of the Central Universe!

Countless the explorations
you have wrapped your Self in
the fabric of forms that grow native
to a planet’s ecology.

With this understanding,
be a blessing to all children
of the Tribes of Light
for they, like you,
are offspring
of the heavens.

alchemikey
25th June 2010, 02:08
i am a puppet
music is my master

whatever is...love it
no matter the disaster

who is pulling the strings?
the truth...i am forever after

whatever the future brings
i know to meet with laughter

for last night i found my grave
a memory that i sure plan to save

deja vu... i've been here before
deep rhythms send me to the floor

imprinted perfectly into the earth
like a butterfly going through re-birth

i could have left but i chose to stay
with one purpose: to dance and sway

reminders from home...a blinking star
love and light can heal the deepest scar

"look at me dance," ego proudly does boast
no attention to the grass upon which i coast

little did i know that each blade is dancing too
it is a symbiotic effort where we work like glue

ley lines i follow as i let my pendulum arms guide
bouncing off the crowd's aura like a tilt-a-whirl ride

a hanged man surrendered to the point of power
so many blessings does each moment now shower

peace,
mikey

alchemikey
4th August 2010, 16:43
step away from the crowd
so predictable and loud

take off the ego mask
in the light of truth...bask

how long can you be alone?
as you welcome the unknown

let the iceberg of self melt
until silence is fully felt

there is no other way
in the moment...stay

simply be available to now
tap into the existential wow

when all desires cease
what is left is called peace

an inner freedom so vast
the mind with no overcast

peace,
mikey

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one can be a drain
or one can be a fountain

one can bring others down in pain
or one can turn cheeks up like a mountain

one can live a life without any moral behavior
one can bypass the heart without a single care

or one can follow christ...forgiveness the savior
where one bleeds compassion with a gentle stare

one can keep on using and abusing
one can lie...one can steal...one can hate

or one can unite and start fusing
one can cry...one can heal...one can wait

one can be impatient...one can put up a fuss
or one can be calm...never a worry nor a rush

beyond all of this there is a peace so still
when one is responsible with every act of will

peace,
mikey

nomadguy
26th August 2010, 20:52
here is a couple gems from Dr Bronner
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e91zF8wWB1o&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_SXD6du5xxE&feature=related

morguana
26th August 2010, 23:13
Love's Philosophy
Shelley

The fountains mingle with the river,
And the rivers with the ocean;
The winds of heaven mix forever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In another's being mingle--
Why not I with thine?

See, the mountains kiss high heaven,
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister flower could be forgiven
If it disdained its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth,
And the moonbeams kiss the sea;--
What are all these kissings worth,
If thou kiss not me?



thank you avalonians am in the mood for some poems tonight
love
m

morguana
26th August 2010, 23:17
Mutability
by Shelley

We are the clouds that veil the midnight moon;
How restlessly they speed, and gleam, and quiver,
Streaking the darkness radiantly!
yet soon
Night closes round, and they are lost forever:
Or like forgotten lyres, whose dissonant strings
Give various response to each varying blast,
To whose frail frame no second motion brings
One mood or modulation like the last.
We rest.
A dream has power to poison sleep;
We rise.--One wandering thought pollutes the day;
We feel, conceive or reason, laugh or weep;
Embrace fond foe, or cast our cares away:
It is the same!--For, be it joy or sorrow,
The path of its departure still is free:
Man's yesterday may ne'er be like his morrow;
Nought may endure but Mutability.

alchemikey
27th August 2010, 03:46
the heart chakra

here's a technique to keep your center
only do what you enjoy and joy will enter

this may sound silly yet i implore you to try
for one full day act only to make your soul fly

i repeat...only do that which you really love to do
don't try to please others...be authentic and true

if you don't like doing something then simply stop it
you have every right to just lay it aside and drop it

nothing is more important than following your bliss
what brings you delightful feelings like a first kiss?

be like the birds that continue to chirp all day long
turn deep within until you can hear your heart song

knowing yourself means to know what you like
and don't be afraid to tell another to take a hike

the heart chakra must be kept open if joy is what you seek
you'll know when you've found it when your eyes begin to leak

messenger of light

which world do you choose to dwell?
a dream of heaven or a dream of hell?

what is the message that you radiate out?
is it a message of hope or a message of doubt?

every second of every single day
we are each a message on display

aware of my power...perfection is what i see
discarding all of the lies i've found the real me

no victim...no judge...only inner peace remains
all of life embraced both the joys and the pains

full of respect and responsibility
i trust in the universe and eternity

a message of love from a messenger of light
from the truth of "i am" my heart takes flight

i am an earth angel and words are my wings
when i open up my mouth harmony sings

peace...mikey

morguana
27th August 2010, 09:44
Solitude
by Lord George Gordon Byron

To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell,
To slowly trace the forest's shady scene,
Where things that own not man's dominion dwell,
And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been;
To climb the trackless mountain all unseen,
With the wild flock that never needs a fold;
Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean;
This is not solitude, 'tis but to hold
Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unrolled.

But midst the crowd, the hurry, the shock of men,
To hear, to see, to feel and to possess,
And roam alone, the world's tired denizen,
With none who bless us, none whom we can bless;
Minions of splendour shrinking from distress!
None that, with kindred consciousness endued,
If we were not, would seem to smile the less
Of all the flattered, followed, sought and sued;
This is to be alone; this, this is solitude!

m x

Zook
31st August 2010, 13:39
i grew up with these words hanging in my folks kitchen, i now have a copy in my kitchen, the desiderata is a beautiful and inspiring poem, on that i would like to share with my fellow avalonians :D, so come and sit in silence under a tree with me and enjoy these word of light and peace

Desiderata

Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.

Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.

(Max Ehrmann)

brightest of blessings
love m x

Excellent poem!!! (great thread, Morguana!)
I wrote the following circa 1990 (while at University of Guelph and in rough psychological waters) that resonates well with Desiderata, I think ... can't help but feel some cosmic kinship with Ehrmann.

(circa1990 - modified a bit)


Mountains
=======

Nanda Devi
Krakatoa
Vesuvius
Mount Everest
The Matterhorn
Fujiyama in the rising Sun
Mount St. Helens
The snows of Kilamanjaro
Mont Blanc

Some mountains blow smoke,
churn rock and spit fire,
and spill forth Hell's venom.

Others are quiet,
unassuming;
among these stands the one
that reaches farthest
in the quest for Heaven.


Cheers
Uncle Zook

alchemikey
9th September 2010, 02:22
brothers and sisters of sorrow
let's create a brighter tomorrow

with faith and a strong will power
let's cleanse like a heavenly shower

with our intents and with our deeds
keep on planting those heartfelt seeds

the garden of earth is ready to bloom
be a source of light in the midst of gloom

easing the suffering and easing the pain
expressing love is what keeps us sane

far far from home did we all wander
the reason why is something to ponder

for we are all here by choice no doubt
the cry from gaia that made us all pout

and so we came full of passion and care
knowing deep down we had love to share

peace,
mikey

viking
9th September 2010, 08:54
Just bumped into this... One day!

THE SKY IT IS BLUE

THE FIELDS THEY ARE GREEN

THE WEATHER IS WARM

THE SEAS THEY ARE CLEAN

PEOPLE SMILE

THEY HAVE NO CARE

THEY KNOW THAT GOD

IS EVERYWHERE

THERE IS PEACE ON EARTH

THE SUN DOES SHINE

ON PEOPLE LIKE US

AND ALL OF MANKIND

THE FLOWERS THEY BLOOM

THE GRASS IT DOES GROW

THE CITIES ARE PURE

AND LOVE IT DOES FLOW

THE PEOPLE DO KNOW

THAT WE ARE ALL ONE

POWERED BY THE SOURCE

LOVED BY THE SUN

THE HEAVENS REJOICE

WE FINALLY MADE THE GRADE

WORKING TOGETHER

A NEW EARTH IS MADE

SO BE IT

AND SO IT IS

FOREVER AND EVER

AMEN


THANK YOU.

Mary Maskell

viking

wynderer
11th September 2010, 00:15
From an unsigned inscription on the wall of a cave in Cologne where Jews had been hiding in WWII:

I Believe

I believe in the sun
though it is late
in rising.

I believe in love
though it is absent.

I believe in God
though He is silent...

Multiverses
11th September 2010, 07:13
The Wheel of Life

As on the wheel of life we walk
Some to move, others to talk
The choices made before our birth
Reflect in sadness or in mirth
For onward then this wheel does go
Through sun and heat, and ice and snow
Some souls to linger for a while
Yet others leave with frown not smile
For some the journey danger fraught
Yet for others it means little or nought
To tread the path of the human race
Does it bring a smile to your face
Or do you then regret anew
The decisions that were made by you
And what of those you leave behind
Some angry or sad, others sweet and kind
And when the stress of life became
More of a burden, less of a game
Did you then a new decision make
Another breath then not to take
Or was your choice a deeper plan
To walk anew the wheel of man
Perhaps one day we then will meet
And with smiles and eyes each other greet
And answers then there well may be
For the questions asked by me
Until that time I wish you well
As tales of your journey you do tell

Sheila

2008

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Grief and Loss

Why do they call it grief and loss?
Is there a difference in grieving and a loss
Or in a loss and a sense of grieving?

For what is grief, a sadness, yet with a depth that few may understand
For the levels of grief are many fold, and of much variance of depth
Depending then on the impact and the resonance of such grief on the soul and on the spirit

Yet loss is none the lesser for all of it being a different word
The levels of loss can be many fold as in that of a grief
Does then the word set it part as having a difference

Does indeed the sense of loss bring its own sadness or despair
Is it an unexplained or an unrecognised grief
Or some thing more as yet unidentified or unexplained?

And in grieving a loss, does one then give to the grief that which should surely belong to that of the loss
Is then the loss at a disadvantage in being subjugated by the grief
Or even discarded or cast aside as it where?

Wherein lie the answers to these questions true
Are they inside me, or within you
Or are there answers yet at all
To questions thrown across a wall
One grieves a friend or companion true
They were part of what then makes you, You
And yet in going for a while
When they return you then may smile
But what of those who leave in pain
Was all their suffering then in vain
Or did you learn a lesson true
That they then brought to share with you
I seek and search for answers clear
To explain the loss of those most dear
And yet in grief while I remain
Do I then accentuate their pain
Or do I in loss then set them free
To once again return to thee
Answers many there may be
Yet in my loss I cannot see
And so I grieve for what was not to be.

Sheila

2008

Zook
21st September 2010, 16:03
I wrote this circa 1990, a decade or so before the new millennium ... have modified it a bit since then.


Man 2001

On brittle caps of bone he kneels,
a faded image of chivalry,
gone to horsemeat his loyal steed
and sword sprinkling rust.
No maiden cry,
no dragon shield,
just him alone in 2001;
a poet in a wasted land
with hemlocked trees and acid seas
and everywhere: rain without hiatus.
The endless nights of agony
pour into cups of Tetley Tea
as This Man slowly rises, finds rays
and reprises;
with blue blood dripping from his brain
in search of silver poet pen
and clutching head he moans in pain,
but hark, a lady speaks!!
Wait, be those soft wails of misery??
Yes ... yes ... indeed, indeed!!
A damsel on the hook, she is!
Sweet angel hang but a second more,
to bits I'll chop your binding chord
with my slicing arm, this battle sword
that has seen the heads of a hundred-score
dragons roll;
will bring relief to the realm of men, and restore
to Camelot its shining gem!

No, nooooooooo! ... not the radio!
Acccccccccckkkkk!!
Kiss me not wails or gender pleas!
But a feminist bender in war fatigues!
Doth rail against the penis beast!
My poor ears ... she's chewed them clear!
Oh dear, oh dear, oh darn, oh dear!
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeexxx!!

Another day in 2001,
the battle rages between Cloud and Sun;
who'll win the sky the poet wonders?
Thunder sings the Sun's surrender.
So beneath the sheets This Man retreats
to float again the sinking ship
of dreams, of hopes, of sanity;
and soon before him the fabled land
of gallant knights and white stallions;
and as he, in polished silver, stands,
the maiden yields.
Sweet dreams, Man 2001.


Cheers
Uncle Zook

morguana
23rd November 2010, 20:54
Rumi: Say I Am You


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QqVBGv2hpQ4&NR=1
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QqVBGv2hpQ4&NR=1

hope you enjoy this as much as i do
love
m

morguana
24th November 2010, 21:49
I AM MORE THAN ONE

by

Jonathan Vos Post

(as if Walt Whitman reviewed the novel "Less Than Zero")



Less Than Zero? NO! I am More Than One.


I am more than one, half my father and half my mother, and more
I am one-fourth each of all four grandparents, and more
Each brother and each sister is half of me, and I am half of them,
and all the people of the world are my brothers and my sisters, and more
and there is more than one world; I choose this world, and more


I am part of every group, and more than all those groups I choose to join
I am a representative of every trait I manifest, and more
I take part in every belief I choose to hold, but I am more than my beliefs
I am, in part, each thought and memory and feeling, but more than all parts


I am more than one, I am my past, and my environment, and my free will,
half nature, half nurture, more halfs, adding to more than one


I am more than one, I am conscious and unconscious and more
I am perceiver and percipient, sentience and conscience and more


I am the record of my own history, the fount of history to come, and more
I am the choice, the chooser, and the chosen; I choose this life, and more
I am more than one; I am past, present, future; otherwhen and otherwhere


Less than zero? No, I do not admit to less than Infinity
I am more than one, and there is more than one infinity
I choose this infinity, and more than this infinity


I am more than one...
and SO ARE YOU!

:wub:
m

morguana
25th November 2010, 10:53
Life by Charlotte Bronte

LIFE, believe, is not a dream
So dark as sages say;
Oft a little morning rain
Foretells a pleasant day.
Sometimes there are clouds of gloom,
But these are transient all;
If the shower will make the roses bloom,
O why lament its fall ?

Rapidly, merrily,
Life's sunny hours flit by,
Gratefully, cheerily,
Enjoy them as they fly !

What though Death at times steps in
And calls our Best away ?
What though sorrow seems to win,
O'er hope, a heavy sway ?
Yet hope again elastic springs,
Unconquered, though she fell;
Still buoyant are her golden wings,
Still strong to bear us well.
Manfully, fearlessly,
The day of trial bear,
For gloriously, victoriously,
Can courage quell despair !

live life to its fullness and remember that sadness will one day fade and happyness will follow
love
m

morguana
25th November 2010, 10:57
Who Am I?

My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of
universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I
reach my hands and play with pebbles of
destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs
reading "Keep Off."
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive
in the universe.

Carl Sandburg

just had to share this one, really beautiful, i felt it spoke to me :)
m

neptuneforce
2nd December 2010, 02:41
here's one I wrote awhile back....

Hey it's Autumn you know it's red Moon season
there's no need for logic & reason
Close your eyes & picture a bird do you see the mockingbird?
She sings us stories of mysteries unheard
of thoughts, dreams, & vision crystallized in words

Alaois
21st December 2010, 23:50
Hi All,

The inspiration for this poem came from my connection with wynderer Nov. 21st 2006:

I am in love with a Dakini Miss.
To be in her presence is Pure Bliss.
To be away from her Unresolved Emptiness.
To be without her at all undeniably Death's Kiss.
Am I one to live with such Miserable Miserliness.
To squeeze her Hand, to kiss her Lips.
To marry her forever is my Undying Wish.

1love
22nd December 2010, 01:25
here for you, when your hanging onto the last star in the sky
I'll hold your hand with hope
here for you,as the tears well up and fall down to earth
I'll squeeze them all out with a hug

here for you,if you can't seem to find the words to say
I'll take your breath away with a kiss
here for you,when your fists are closed and teeth are clenched
I'll open my heart and invite you in

here for you,if your ready to give it all up
I'll show you what you've given me
here for you,if the dream you bought turned out a trap
And so, i'll show you the key to your escape

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Summer sun drys up the valley pond
A cloud forms potential in winter songs
Alchemy, a transmutation initiates
Enlightened to new heights falls the white in pace
Rests, meditates, and reflects the sun
Preserving life in the cold dry months
Soon at spring the summit snow slips down
The carved out path down with soothing sound
Carrying minerals to its home again
Stirs up the sea and feeds its family friends
Like the path of a philisopher so the mountain is
Ascends, Illuminates, and back again
A climb only the fiuid so choose to make
Like water forms to a rock to create
A bond like no other
Once you realize you are a part of your brother
Only then you become like the eagle
And so Ascent is eased with wings of freedom

Alaois
22nd December 2010, 05:54
A Simple Poem
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The wisdom to see
The truth of Reality
In touch with Green
Tara, the trees and the seas.

Compassion is the Key
That unlocks the door for me
May all beings be happy
May all beings be free.

Alaois
22nd December 2010, 10:56
The inspiration for this poem also came from my connection with wynderer (circa 2005):

Past Meeting Future

The threads of my past lives
I can feel them in my bones
It's the meeting of my future wife
Yet I still don't know

In life's many guises
Lies a myriad of surprises
And whatever rises
I must let it go
Until it returns again

Alaois
22nd December 2010, 21:37
Two lines come from a Tai Situ Rinpoche (and 7th Karmapa) from the past:

In the face of Death.
Lies intolerable compassion
having lost what one never had
one gains what one never had
Everything Else Remains The Same
May the meaning of its empty essence
nakedly shine forth

Those two lines are from a Mahamudra prayer.

rhythm
13th February 2011, 17:56
found this .. hope its suits here ..Les Visable...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mmLONhbcvVc&feature=related
certainley spoke to my soul .....
the end is best ..."looking for mortality in all the wrong places":suspicious:

Newlyn
9th March 2011, 00:39
Wow this thread existed! I'm a happy lad.

Here is one, it's a prayer actually. Prayer of Saint Francis.

~
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love.
Where there is injury, pardon.
Where there is doubt, faith.
Where there is despair, hope.
Where there is darkness, light.
Where there is sadness, joy.

O Divine Master,
grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled, as to console;
to be understood, as to understand;
to be loved, as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive.
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying that we are born to Eternal Life.

Amen.
~

Because I'm a big fan of sufi poetry, I will post this one as well.

~

Intoxicated by the Wine of Love.
From each a mystic silence Love demands.
What do all seek so earnestly? 'Tis Love.
What do they whisper to each other? Love.
Love is the subject of their inmost thoughts.
In Love no longer 'thou' and 'I' exist,
For Self has passed away in the Beloved.
Now will I draw aside the veil from Love,
And in the temple of mine inmost soul,
Behold the Friend; Incomparable Love.
He who would know the secret of both worlds,
Will find the secret of them both, is Love.

- Farid ud Din Attar
~

Anchor
17th May 2012, 00:14
This thread so needs bumping...