Best Consciously Poems
Consciously exploring my Purpose
I am spirit having a human existence, that, I can clearly see
I am here for a special reason, for there is no other like me
As I evolve I seek my purpose, and am consciously exploring
With special attention to my talents and where my life is going.
My thoughts are really powerful, so I try to be constructive
This vibrational energy is real so is best when in the affirmative
There is abundance all around me of love and peace and health
Opportunities flourish so I channel them to my wealth.
Wherever I put attention and focus this produces my reality
So for my actions and communications I take full responsibility
I give thanks for all my blessings, I find them as I reflect
This attitude of gratitude brings the abundance I expect
I give willingly and it often returns to me ten fold
My love is unconditional and I believe that’s better than Gold
I teach people how I want to be treated and forgive intentionally
I honour my values and attitudes and help others continually
I respect those in authority to their wisdom I give much value
I show empathy to my peers and give a listening where it’s due
I divide my time between work, rest and play
And plan my priorities in a very special way.
People I meet along my journey may participate someway
But I must consciously decide the part I allow them to play
This way I am being responsible for the life that I create
With guidance from the Master in whom I put my fate.
By: Dr. Winsome Miller-Rowe (Winmil)
June 2014
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“Follow the Leader”, I recall is a children’s game
In reality, not an easy choice to make
And in retrospect, if it's taken literally,
Our world would surely fall flat and break
We’ve had our share of Hitlers and Stalins
Saw how those who followed lost their humanity
consciously, opting to follow, blindly
Exchanging souls for false pride and insanity!
We’ve had our share of Kings and Dalai Lamas
Those who chose to followed gained peace and wisdom
Willingly, consciously, they saw “good” and chose
To follow paths to be part of a better system
Follow the leader if you wish, it isyour right, your choice
Yet, weigh his words, compare your ideals with his
Or be lead down a slippery slope
Into the abyss intended for evil doers
*Not for Carolyn's Contest!
I never consciously ever ever wanted to die
But one time during a car wreck I knew I was going to die
I was traveling eighty-six miles an hour on gravel.
Came to a t-road and knew there was no way to make the curve.
I yelled “thank you God for a great life!” right before my car slammed into an embankment.
I expected to look down and see my broken bleeding body.
But I was still in it.
I had the weirdest feeling ever.
I recognized it as this – I was disappointed that I had not died.
This shocked me.
It was a totally unexpected feeling.
When I ponder this feeling I know where it came from.
Part of my, the soul part, knows that whatever is waiting for me after death
Is much better than being here.
I see you over there; you are smiling aimlessly, but inside everything feels misaligned. Are you lying to yourself? Hoping that one day you will spot the signs. Patiently waiting for the tide to turn, praying everything will turn out all right. Living on your own every day despite the darkness in your mind. Have you ever considered repairing what drives your motivational force? Have you been able to perceive streams of light? All that is hidden within eventually comes to light - sometimes it just takes time. The fight inside of you can never die. It is your power. Be careful, for its not a tool to be used without the purest intention and clearest of minds. The moment should never result in a lasting crime. Remember, when the day is over, the sun is down and most of the world is not consciously around, the one you talk the most with lives inside your head and will remain until you are dead. So might as well find the beauty in the unappealing pursuits ahead.
consciously calling Christmas
dangling days damped;
a punctured peacock
two tulips torn
three mists moaning
four figs fracases
five oaks fostering
six seals scrunching
seven clouds clustering
eight horizons hankering
nine nymphs nosing
ten tales twisting
eleven visions vying
twelve thrones tumbling.
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Note: An Imitation of Frederic Austin's "Twelve Days of Christmas"