Best Meditation Poems
Take a deep breath
Let yourself relax
Close your eyes
Come with me
Inhale
Exhale
Let me guide you
I’ll take you on a magical journey
Give in to the moment
Relax
Breathe
Close your eyes
You’re there
You’re there
You’re outside the Taj Mahal
A full moon bathes it in a silver glow
It’s serene
Take all the time you want
Enjoy the scene
There’s no need to hurry
Inhale
Exhale
You’re tired
Winding down
It’s after hours
And no one is around
The stress of your day
Is the coat you take off
One sleeve at a time
Let it drop to your feet
Feel the freedom
Of the weight off your shoulders
Take a deep breath
You’re at the main entrance
You’re calm
Slowly slip off
Each shoe one at a time
Take a deep breath
Listen
It’s just you and the echo of stillness
It’s majestic with the high ceilings
And luscious marble all around you
Listen
Feel the resounding silence
It’s charming and inviting
It’s calling you from within
Go ahead
Follow where it leads
Enter as the richness
Of the silence envelops you
It’s a droning melody
That feels peaceful and safe
Soothing
Beckoning
You feel light
You feel transported
Your feet barely touch the floor
Inhale
Exhale
Stay as long as you like
You’re exactly
Where you need to be
Relax
Take it all in
When you’re ready to leave
Have one last listen
To the melody of silence
Step over your shoes and coat
You might as well
Leave them behind
You don’t need them
Treasure this peacefulness you feel
You’ve earned it
Let it lead the way
To a relaxing evening
Where sleep will sway you
Between the realms
Of fantasy and reality
Breathe
Relax
And enjoy your evening
Read on air by invitation ~ March 13, 2022 'POETS HARBOUR'
AP: Honorable Mention 2025, Honorable Mention 2021
Submitted on August 30, 2021 for YOUR FAVORITE AUGUST 2021 POEM contest sponsored by CONSTANCE LA FRANCE - RANKED 1ST
and August 24, 2021 for A BRIAN STRAND YOUR CHOICE contest sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 1ST
I walked into a meadow
Such beauty did I see
Turns out it's been here
All this time
Revealed so gently
I walked into a meadow
Tamed in part
Yet mostly wild
I skipped among the flowers
Felt the freedom of a child
I walked into a meadow
Shared the warmth
Of her caress
The sunlight of her radiance
A view designed to bless
I walked into that meadow
Without purpose
Soon to learn
A heart can hold more love inside
Than out can ever earn
The Light grows dim
My Pupils dilate
Now Falling into a Meditative state
The earth consumes my sinking roots
As I ground myself
reality dilutes
Being present in this moment
All Equal and free
Slipping away now from life’s debris
Noticing moments between my thoughts
A silent awareness
Visions distort
Connection grows strong
to the spiritual world
We meet in the middle
The heavens unfurled
Deeper still into the stars
Past Mercury, Venus, Earth and Mars
in my private bubble I’m protected
Negativity gently deflected
Just be in this moment
Silence the mind
Let universal love unbind
In dream like state
Beyond the veil
I feel their energy
They will prevail
The scent of a loved one
passed on long ago
A meeting of souls
their auras aglow
There’s no need for words
The eyes say it all
On their frequency now
I hear their call
I am part of the cosmos
I am wind
I am rain
I’m translucent ocean
Devoid of all pain
I ride the waves slowly back to the shore
Notice the ticking of the clock Once more
Becoming aware now
Back into the room
Content that I’ll return there soon
This is my space
It costs nothing but time
To visit this sacred realm
So divine
the droplets pitter-pattered
as my footprints melted into doesn't-matters
and all the buzzings and birds skitter-scattered
and, with Beauty on the nigh...all thought shattered
Rainbow Forest
Indian maiden, resting on the verdant, grassy, shore.
White leather, beaded dress.
In moccasins, does dream, she would confess, longing
for my happiness.
For now, dreams of days of serenity galore!
She,of unknown beauty, does not know.
Of how lovely, she is, truly as gorgeous as the
diamondesque sparkling stream.
She, was created of glistening metallic dreams.
As an ultramarine light show.
Amazing Star is her name, in this universe aglow.
She of ebonied, flowing hair like a waterfall dream.
She is my Spirit Guide in the land of peaceful, moonbeams.
I meet with her, and other animals, who seem to flow.
Oh, a most fulfilling, flute filled show!
6~7~2021
Lithesome steps lead me to an ancient
temple
Perched across a bay, weeds and
hyacinths curl between my feet,
Where mist refills bowl of cotton clouds
As rustling breeze ascends on skyline's ladder.
In stillness, I lounge on the pew to whisper unsaid psalmic devotions
for a world which aches for calmer
retreat--
That I reach a peak where the mind
becomes absent--
Then I hear them , a medley of peals
Lifting me higher in regulated tempo from gong
rhythms,
A music swelling in warm temperance Until warm kiln of light and radiant
fireflies stir my kundalini.
On this treasured moment, a sentient
energy
Cleanses my beingness from past sins -- mortal and venial-
That I listen to the clang of my inner child's soft echoes entering my veins:
Somewhere in blank spaces, bells swing of
innocent laughter...a treble,
a clap
bringing me to the kindness of youth,
And my body stays quiet, welcoming this rite of
passage on days when the spirit calls for an
interlude's break...a meditative
connection with
the self--
without the need to speak.
Mist feathery drifts
last night’s breath loosening
above basalt slopes of Huatung
Pacific swallows trace morning brushwork
over Fuli’s rice paddies
new green scented with rain.
Xiuguluan River flows jade mountain-born
among ancestral stones
white willows in Ruisui weep
dew-kissed
cycad fronds catching first sunlight
Leaf pearls gather on my thatched sandals
Walami earth holds stories in its coolness.
Bihe Pond rests hidden in Wanrong’s stillness
waters reflecting the tribe’s quiet prayers
Bamboo leaves in green and gold
crested mynas gather in quiet repose
wind moves with the chime of a temple bell.
Ancestral path wanders into the Central Range
oolong tea clouds drift
above Qilai’s blue ridges
A white egret lifts over Guangfu’s terraces
air clear as poured Longjing.
A bulbul calls
blue magpie glides
the slow unlayering of day
Huatung Calligrapher’s span warm to newborn light
time unspools—
bright
unmeasured.
Light widens
dawn follows Yu Shan’s shadowed valleys
the world in quiet promise
soft light
drifting into morning.
Me
and my
mindfulness.
My present thoughts,
the sounds and feelings;
a sort of deep meditation,
whether standing or sitting down
I am aware of the moment and sounds.
Right now a wild wind is blowing outside,
it is howling and screaming through the trees.
But when it takes a rest there is deep silence,
and a soft murmuring of background noises.
I smell lavender from a candle burning,
there is tranquility within my home.
I like the feel of my work chair,
the satin feel of the wood;
there is a cold draft.
Love this mindful,
day within,
me.
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February 8, 2019
Poetry/Shape/Mindful of Moments
Copyright Protected, ID 19- 1113-056-02
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, Mindfulness
sponsor, Chantelle Anne Cooke
First Place
I try to fill that place inside
The place that needs no words
The quiet, the calm, the nothing
Breathe, and it is everything.........
the transition between sound and silence contains the sounds of silence
MEDITATIONS ON MEDITATION
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I sit, spine aligned with the spine of the earth,
breath flowing like an endless river,
each inhale a promise,
each exhale a letting go.
Mind becomes an empty sky,
clouds of distraction float by—
I watch them, not clinging, just witnessing,
watching the sun of awareness rising.
Time bends,
the clock dissolves into the ether,
and in this space,
I am both lost and found.
In the soft embrace of stillness,
I taste the sweetness of presence,
the clarity of the moment,
wrapped in the silence of the now.
Meditation, a bridge to the infinite,
where my mind learns to rest,
and my spirit unfurls,
finding solace in the spaces between.
I continue breathing, a simple act,
yet profound as the stars,
reminding me that stillness
is not absence, but the fullness of being.
I return again and again
to this sanctuary carved from silence
where thoughts dissolve
and the soul awakens ever present, ever now.
Poem of the Day : 13.8.25
Cartoon Character Clerihew
12.8.25
Placed 4th : Standard Contest
Donald Duck and Daisy Duck
had so much plucky luck
they invested in tranquil park ponds
then meditated swimming alongside fronds !
Between a flowering hedge
and garden path illuminator,
an ancient ritual unfolds.
In motion, her fascinating legs
are silver lit and busy as they knit
a geometric circle.
Perfect, concentric as she navigates
in the half light, it glows unfolding
from her orb, ready to be touched
by morning dew.
Circular, suspended in light from
outer edge to inner circle
she rests at last within its centre.
Taut to each claw a strand is fixed.
Death will come tonight for
some unsuspecting creature
1st. Place Premiere Contest No. 6
1st Place in SKAT's Premier Contest 6
Music, art of sound, pitch, rhythm
Meditation, art of disciplining mind, body in tandem
Music harmonises senses, eases tensed up muscles
Meditation calms mind freeing it from weed of entangles
Music, the way is from ears to senses through mind
Meditation, the way is from body to no-body, from mind to no-mind
Music is instrumental in mind and body harmonising
Meditation is dropping mind and body for soul searching
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By Hitendra Mehta
April 2011
For Members Contest - Music & Meditation by Dr Ram Mehta
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A quiet place where I can meditate
Is clearly a must in my life, as of late,
Preferably in a canopy of tall trees
Free from insects, particularly bees!
Where I can shut out raucous voices
The constant drum of traffic noises,
And let my mind range far and wide
Or simply think of nothing … inside
My mind resting in contemplation
Communing peacefully in God’s creation.
Written July 15, 2022
submitted to "A Quiet Place" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Mystic Rose Rose