Best Oneness Poems


Premium Member The Beloved's Quilt

Listen
you who seek the secret of existence
your life is a thread in the Beloved's grand design.
Each moment a stitch each breath a color divine.

Do you see
how rain and sun kiss the earth?
Like morning dew they are one in the eyes of the Friend.
Embrace both
for in their unity duality ends.

You are the pulse of a seed sprouting through the stone.
In your veins flows the ancient wisdom of the soil.
In love's alchemy the seeker becomes the sought.

Feel how the wind of spirit shapes you
now bending like a reed now standing as a cypress.
In surrender find the strength that never wavers.

The heart's fire burns away all that is not love.
Desire, like wild winds, seeks its way to the sacred fire
in consuming they become the light they seek.

Each thread of your being sings the Beloved's name.
Listen closely can you hear the melody of oneness?
In that song
you'll find your true existence.

The fabric of your days shimmers with divine light:
Golden Joy. Silver Sorrow... all are His gifts.
In accepting all
you become... His perfect reflection.

O lover do not ask why some paths are sharp as thorns
and others soft as the dawn's first breath.
The Master Weaver's wisdom surpasses all understanding.

Let yourself dissolve in love's infinite sea.
You are both the wave and the ocean's depths.
In annihilation, find your eternal completion...

Beloved you are the quilt and the quilter
the song and the singer,
the dance and the dancer.
In this realization all separation ceases.

Now step into the garden of the heart—
where every seed sprouts with the faces of our Friends.
Here in agape love's transcendence
you will find your journey's end.

Premium Member We

E Pluribus Unum ~  Out Of Many, One

[Author's note: E Pluribus Unum is a traditional motto of the United 
States, but the scope of this poem is intended to be of a more global scale.]


We are farmhands, postal workers, we are rich industrialists
We are pilots, sailors, warriors, mathematicians, scientists
We are doctors, nurses, dentists; taking care of those in need
We are teachers, flight attendants, moms and dads with mouths to feed

We post blogs, develop websites, we are software engineers
We are athletes, video gamers, we're retired volunteers
We are dancers, painters, sculptors, we are actors on the stage
We are clerks, construction workers, pay for night school with our wage

We are high school educated, college maybe, or hard knocks
We are barbers and beauticians, drive a truck or work on docks
We are clergy, civic leaders, wardens at the county jail
Roll in wheelchairs, use sign language, wear prosthetics, read by Braille

We are bankers, tax accountants, proud grandparents, husbands, wives,
We are activists who strive to give our children better lives
We are widows, orphans, childless; we feel sorrow to the core
We are social workers, advocates of justice for the poor

We make music or just listen, sing out loud or softly hum
We are common, we are special, we are those who overcome
We are poets and songwriters, we write letters to our kin
Sharing stories of our life, of where we're going, where we've been

We are those with beating hearts, with flexing muscles, red blood cells
Kidney donors, missionaries, we help dig fresh water wells
We praise God in mosque or church, in synagogue or kingdom hall,
In a temple, or in nature, maybe have no God at all

We are from around the planet, we have skin of every tone
We have short hair, long hair, no hair, kinky hair; we're not alone
We esteem diversity; you value me, I value you
Always with respect for those who hold a different point of view

   This, my dream: to be united when it all is said and done
   Though we may not be there yet, we share this journey -
   We are one.


Written 1 Feb 2022
© John Watt  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Oneness

Oneness
                   Authored by Chuck Keys

It had no color,
Lacking shape, size and dimension.
It wasn't moving or breathing.

There was neither aroma nor taste, not here or there.
Touching was useless because it wasn't physical.
It was indistinct and limitless.

Thinking multi-physically
Multi-sensually and multi-psychologically 
It wasn't here or there and it was.

With no distinction, 
It looked like everything else,
Or it could not have looked like everything else.

It never made me feel good nor bad,
Nor happy nor sad
Nor quite nor trite.

In our world of joy and destroy, we sort and distort,
Looking more on the surface and less on the inside,
Ready to judge and be judged from outside in.

The "oneness" of mankind stretches beyond definitions and limits,
From outside to inside and from inside to outside.
We are one distinct and alike world of "oneness."

Differences exist for differences, 
Therefore, differences don't exist.
Only "oneness" exists.

DEDICATION:
This poem is dedicated to Dr. Clayborne Carson and The Gandhi-King Community,
For Global Peace with Social Justice in a Sustainable Environment.  
www.gandhiking.ning.com
© Chuck Keys  Create an image from this poem.


Premium Member Oneness

Sol

     conjures

         the many

           to lift in light

         and reach for the peach for the greater good

     golden the vast sea of black-eyed Susans

  merging in shine

creating

    a lone

        soul


Susan Ashley 
September 24, 2020


~ Third Place ~
Contest: Double Tetractys 3
Sponsor: Eve Roper
Picture # 2

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Oneness

I dream of a day
when there is total blending.
Like sombiant in host.
the self extension that is self.
Total penetration in each other.
The discussion of eyes,
the echo of embrace.
My time wants in your love,
like brook surrounds stone
like breeze shivers tree.

In An Hundred Years

In an hundred years...
Everything around us will be changed,
And everybody will be dead,
Yet, something will continue...

Will it be, as my radical leftist brother predicts,
The final takedown of Western Civilization?

Will we all rise to pray and face east?
Will we all rise and face nothing but a cup of sustainably-grown coffee?
Will the common people be able to afford coffee?

What will have become of our words, penned
 sometimes in ink,
 sometimes in blood?

Who will still read us?
Will our great-grandchildren show old, unrotatable, digital photos?

What of those of us who have no children?  Will our words survive, even a generation?

Will our poetry be sold, half-price, or clearance?

What footprints will we have left, who built no buildings, saved no lives, ended no tyranny?

Yet, I think we will survive for a generation or two,
For there are always a few who hope to feel something,
To know the grounding reality of shared human experience.

I do not pretend, they will be reading ME,
But, perhaps,
They will be reading US...

That shrinking crowd that comprises the body of
Our words made corporeal,
And one or two of us, they will remember...

I hope for nothing better than a sea,
And quiet waves that bear away once-me...


Alone To Oneness

I am special, or so I thought, 
No one can understand me, 
Alone and lost, so hard I fought, 
The love of God I didn't see, 

Challenges braved, I called my own, 
None to enfold me in love, 
Perplexed in confusions unknown, 
I never did look above, 

Now turning back, I clearly see, 
It's something all humans face, 
Soul disconnectedness we flee, 
We're a spiritual race, 

This quest for truth unites us all, 
We long for the taste of God, 
Without His poured out grace, we'll fall, 
Without Christ, onward can't plod, 

We all are one in God's dear sight, 
Always in need of His care, 
In this dark world, we need His light
To steer us when in despair. 


3rd December 2022



For Unseeking Seeker's "Journey without movement" contest

Premium Member Sublime Oneness

Nature constantly calls to man through wondrous colors and endless song 
As stewards of her magnificent beauty, to lend respect while yet, we're strong
Seek wisdom in her silent messages brought to bear as seasons change
So our children may inherit a beautiful legacy and learn to live healthily and long

Blessed is our world with four elements, earth, wind, water and fire
Given to sustain perfect balance, by maintaining nature's desire
They preserve these sacred cathedrals in which creation may freely worship
Wherein all souls may congregate, finding peaceful respite and aspire

The glorious sun spreads brilliant light and heat, as it feeds, it heals
The wind blows, wherever guided; dispersing sleeping seeds
And rain falls in the right measure to sustain in and out of time
As Mother Earth retains her fertility while blissfully she serves our needs

This oneness, so sublime, exemplifies sweet serenity which exudes
Reminding us that in harmony, we would long exist if peace, we include
Earth would remain a haven in the universe, where God's creatures may fully thrive 
To ignore stressful pleas would usher in dark days, and life as we know, will elude 

~*~
For John's Freeman's "Rubbiyat" Contest
Inspired by a photo of tranquility in nature

The Oneness of Love

When I write of you, 
and my love for you,
I also write of God.

For I know He loves me
through the love we
share together each day.

Through you, I feel the
warmth and tenderness
of heaven and it is real.

With you, I feel His touch,
when you embrace me with  
your gentle hands.

When I embrace you, I 
know our God holds me
me so very close also

The times I hear your voice
it reminds me of the quiet
times when at night His spirit
speaks to me... 

For when I think of God
I see your love, and when
I think of you I see the
love of God...

And it shows me our love
is blessed, and made so
wholesomely complete, when
we are equally one together.

Premium Member Loner Oneness

He is like a distant aloof star
in this universe we all call our home.
A tiny insignificant star and so estranged,
he is but a flicker among billions
and billions of glittering entities populating endless skies,
always waning, and yet, in the evening shadows
ever staying - unassuming, solitary, and silent.

As he enjoys fading into twilight oblivion,
no one knows of his ambitions, history or preferences.
Unnamed to everyone, he enjoys his anonymity,
watching asteroids, comets, and the other stars around him
in deep azure nights - aware - feeling a peacefulness,
a kind of security in his own remote oneness.


For David Williams' Con / VowPoetry Contest

Premium Member Oneness

ONENESS



The heart of

my ancestors

beat not,

but their love does,

all in one accord,

our drums beat

for them,

and our love

always

once again,

beats our heart,

we are united,

warrior and peace pipe,

in 

the light of the sun.




Date: 08/31/2019
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NATURE OF HEART

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Dual curved carved crystalline it rests
        quantum wave particles interwoven at best
                     allows Heart to heave
          explorations suavely gentle, feel 
 
Heal with non-local light white 
    across Tibetan height nights  
continuously crafted through storm eyes
    looping smile sighs, holding Soul steady
   whorling, whispering veins tirelessly heady
                 expansive is a rush of blood

Rain tears feed its sizzling throbbings
arteries androgyny crying crumbling piously
 lying awake, nothing’s at stake
                     Heart within Planet of the Heart
        touching, encircling, squeezing

Soft supple sublime smoothing 
         in rhythmic dance inward and out
twirls across seaspun songs, sealed
   as blood flows through brain cells 
holds no sin, beating making no din 

Heart pure stillness, pricelessly present 
        through sockets smiling : sees, hears, feels 
           tastes, smells ~ in silence connecting               its moment is only a moment 
     
holds exalted longings without expectations 
            observing own arising gyrations   
musings, twinnings, dismantlings
                Beauty of Heart melts catalytic 
                making music, fascination still
 
cannot label nor judge neither contradict 
or impress empresses or advocates
governors, lover hierophants or poets 
             fathoms no fools ~ merely IS

          Presents primal lingering languid gaspings
for its own beatings, pulsing, unfoldings
          irrepressible expressions
               explosions of expirations 

 Split  open its  P R E S E N C E
        e x p o s i n g  slivered voluptuous 
                           vulnerability breathing 

                            HEART  AM  I

Unity and Oneness

Oneness is silent,
Sweet and with sent,
And unity never ultimately shouts,
But in coalition mounts.

Unity can be found in a group or just the two of you,
In a community's graffiti artists with a rue,
In a school’s parents circle demanding more childcare,
Or in a company’s union who about pay care.

Oneness can be defined by stating,
That you are another person dating,
Romantically, politically or just socially,
By fashion, voice or class, or economically.

All people are one,
And one matters to everyone,
And we have unity with others,
When we come along side our brothers.

Oneness

Oneness, my soul speaks
   Universally divine-
       Unity in all...
© Amy Green  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member The Oneness of All

The Oneness of All
 
Depths of wisdom
Hermann Hesse
Spirituality’s quest
Soul’s transformation.

Enlightenment assured
Corporealization
The oneness of all
Siddhartha’s realization.

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
June 18, 2017 (Double Dactyl)

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