Dreaming Poetry
Following the rhythm of the universe,
slipping into slumber, entwined with soul,
pristine presence, feeling blissful and whole,
draws into heart, a melodious verse.
Silence insulates us from thought forms terse
and within womb of space, we have no goal,
save becoming the flame, scriptures extol,
without any need for us to rehearse.
We dream poetry, in stillness of night,
imbibing gently, music of the spheres,
stored in memory, to pen down at morn,
as emotes of our soul, drenched in delight,
borne by bliss beats that ceaselessly so spears,
core of our being, with each breath reborn.
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2023
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