Awareness Poems - Poems about Awareness

God is the witness of every cognition, being prior to spontaneous intent, source of each and every life pulse transmission, magic that causes heart to grant love consent, potent breath sublime, a ceaseless emission, steadying life forms through descent and ascent. Though mind cannot know God yet we can become, one with oneness as the sublime cosmic hum....

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BLESSINGS Remember, blessings are not To be kept and thrown away; Rather, they’re to be received and Shared with glee, with those still Struggling daily with life’s grief:- Be mindful, that although you Have been blessed to overcome, There remain countless others Whose healing needs are yet To come and relieve them:- Indeed, as it is written, the blessings Of God comes in healing...

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IN AWARENESS OF THE WOMEN OF THE WORLD God’s human-like doves, Are colored and colorless: His gift of women: With Mary, mother of Jesus, God sanctified womanhood, Glorifying all women with amazing Grace and divine supreme love; Thus, as with our people’s...

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we soften attention ego thins out wisdom downloads follow erasing doubt kundalini rises we enter the void bliss is enabled in pure heart unalloyed stillness deepens light of Self is revealed though we know who we are heart is not fully healed completion awaits as we come undone our heart intuits God and we are one made in God’s image we are living light His presence is sensed in bliss beats...

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IN AN AWARENESS CASE OF WAR Murder is a crime, Unless it’s in war; Then it’s all legal: The death penalty For the innocent:- Our reality, Is not of heaven:- Wars have no angels; Only its demons: Scavengers of peace:- Oh, let’s be of faith, Laboring in love; God is on our side, And has canvassed hope: Armageddon:- ...

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Are we self-aware when we are awake conscious of thoughts that arise and subside, wherein our presence, tranquil like a lake, across vast oceans does peacefully glide? Entwined with space, as we imbibe God’s grace, do we remain blissful in the dream state, releasing each offering we embrace, nonchalant to fears and desires that bait? One with oneness, when we are in deep...

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Gratitude, a mental notion, The soul’s healing potion A daily habit, a practice so true Seeding joy and peace anew. With thankful heart and focused mind, A world of blessings our heart to divine. Every moment, major or minor, Is a chance to make the practice finer Sunrise, sunset, or firmament of stars, Laughter, tears, even healing scars. The birds that sing and clouds that...

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Ants quickly crawling, An anteater chasing them; Their cliff’s edge ahead:- ...

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WAR’S OXYMORONIC JUSTIFICATION (An Awareness Haiku Trio) They say, sowing war is a profound investment reaping fruits of peace:- ...

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when light fractures into noise… I embrace the outburst with emptiness chewing up my nerves. The void softens the impact— can’t break what never arrived....

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Nature’s Waterfalls Waves of waterfalls, gushing towards life’s hot shores, froth healing coolness:- ...

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There is snow in my wounds— Soft, crystalline lies Melting slow into the bruises you painted Like frost on raw skin. Your words, Those lovely razors, Cut so elegantly I mistook the sting for silk. You never shouted. Not once. You whispered ruin Like a lullaby sung into marrow, And I listened— A child reaching For warmth from a flame That only ever wanted to burn. You call it love— When your...

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"Being alone with Spirit lifts souls with gifts of joy for hearts and light for eyes." Poet ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Whether I am embracing joy or buried in strife, Your presence has been clear to me all of my life. Through all years, I have sought to feel You even more so truth continuously cements firmer within my core. Your closeness - my...

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We are inheriting Art and Arc Of trying to understand. How once, we were fingers, Born of the same common hand. Miniatures born into this land Of thought. Tactile each, and that ought, To have been enough. But, In the sound of each brushed whisper Overheard in the billowing clouds, We fought the thought Of the popular injunction. Loud as a newborn’s...

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Here is a poem for Mental Health Awareness week: We never know how a person truly feels inside. Sometimes we hide behind a smile. Remember to check on your friends and family. Don't be afraid to ask for help if you need it. I look into the mirror, What do I see? ...

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