Breathe On Me



Breathe on me Spirit of Mother, Soul of father, Karma of old turn my earthly body into a Celestial Dharma of reality Remove the chaos from my Universe and gather me beneath the Bodhi tree of love, where I can co-exist side by side with brothers and sisters of this earth. Breathe on me ancient one and invoke me permeate my chi like you do to Master of Grace Endow me with compassion empathy and mercy beneath God's golden sun, where we can pre-exist long before the big dormant sleep of death Breathe on me like you do to the dove of morning then raise me like the eagle in full flight Take away all obstacles in my way, and enter me like you enter the light of the stars at night long after the last embers of day have turned to cinder and the future of tomorrow, has had its cup of borrow. Love and light, Mystic Rose
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March 7, 2024 at 10:58 AM
Hello my friend.. Your poem beautifully portrays the desire for spiritual elevation and transcendence, likening the process to the gentle breath of the ancient one, permeating the essence of the speaker like the chi of a Master of Grace. The imagery of the dove of morning and the eagle in full flight further emphasizes the longing for liberation and soaring above obstacles
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March 7, 2024 at 3:53 PM
May we all soar towards the light, climb the highest mountain S, with God on our side, we can do just that. Thanks for reading and appreciating,
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March 7, 2024 at 6:24 AM
Dear Rose, This exquisite poem beautifully captures the essence of spirituality and longing for connection with the divine. Your words evoke a sense of reverence and desire for inner transformation. Your poem speaks with a pearl of timeless wisdom and a sense of peace. This touches the hearts of your readers. - Blessings, Daniel
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March 7, 2024 at 3:52 PM
How dear it is when a poet recognizes the true meaning of a poem, thanks for the gift Daniel
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