Best Physical Body Poems
In a Continuum consciousness far beyond
In a timeless time of pre existence
Waking wonders that unfold and respond
With the Kingdom keys of less resistance...
Seismic secular Soul secretions
Creating many learned living legions
Chaotic Cosmic consciousness swirling in Majestic masses
Super Sponge Soul absorbing the Multiverse of gases
Dynamic DNA dancing strands of phosphate spice
The blueprints of our creation double helix shall suffice
Spiritual Soul the embodiment of a specified source
Collective Consciousness through out the human course
Dark molecular matter that we cannot see
Is the Love, the galactic glue that is to be.
Why is it necessary that Soul consciousness be achieved while in the physical body? Is this the purpose of our souls being encased in a physical body?
May.25.2016
Contest By Catie Lindsey
NO ONE REALLY CARES
Part 2
With a scheme from a team of human traitors who are unclean,
Straight up extreme and using it in a deceitful way,
Holding KNOWLEDGE of natural law, but manipulated bringing us decay,
May we all someday, see the lies and tainted blatant statements,
If I spoke this way in person, you would probably say to drop it,
So listen closely and see these are natural law compliments,
Right now as you read, Yes this very moment,
You have to agree, you have no spiritual mindful acknowledgement,
To any of my poetically written comments,
This message has been sent and must be put into action but don't rush,
Even this modern day scribe, alive and learning who to trust,
Most of us hide, side with the blind, ignorantly trusting our governments,
Raise the alarm!! Dam it's for real, we don’t even get the hint,
We are inattentive, lack being inventive, so we sit back and don't get this,
Ignorantly we rely on our current structured system,
So its not surprising we collectively invest our minds into everything,
We aren’t seeing, therefore we open the door to negative action,
Because the reality we are living is a huge distraction,
Our interactions of actuality doesn’t impact us enough,
To even contemplate bringing up spiritual investigations which is a must,
We lack legit validity and the understanding of true love,
But some of us have a chance, a little advanced with minds that rush,
Who gather up enough information to start questioning,
Asking "who in the hell, do we really trust"?
Knowledge into action with a robust mind removing the rust,
Starting to see my way forward I wipe off the dust,
With a small thought of disgust, I laugh in joy,
Enjoying what I’m seeing while inner cleaning with no fuss,
So we must trust in ourselves, ask for help from inside,
We are blind but in time we may get a small glimpse,
When we rinse our minds, we gain insight that’s simple,
Your physical body is the temple,
You planted a seed and what's being revealed is the whole apple,
The allegorical story of Adam and eve is factual,
So listen up and go learn about the Natural Law Principles.
Quincy Mac
date written: 22.12.2015
"HOME"
Inside my heart
like a beating
fleshy molusc
unfurling like
the darkest
Blood Red Rose
there in the
very core
of Me
sits stoic enthroned
an etheric Pearl
hidden
like a Key
On it is written
“Daughter”
“Honesty”
Travel with it
in your memory
as you cross your Seas
In your heart is
your true mind’s key
to guide you
HOME
safely
towards me
(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
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1 Cor 13:13 (NIV)
The etheric body, ether-body, æther body, a name given by neo-Theosophy to a vital body or subtle body propounded in esoteric philosophies as the first or lowest layer in the "human energy field" or aura. It is said to be in immediate contact with the physical body, to sustain it and connect it with "higher" bodies.
"And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is LOVE".
LUX VITAE
Many nights I cried myself to sleep..
Tears had rolled and flowed ..
A waterfall of tears..
Had fallen upon my pillow..
A pillow soaked..
A residue of tears upon my pillow..
My only love you were..
Why have you disengaged ?
Only you have opened my heart
Right from the start..
My only love you were..
Your sweet kisses
Your warm embrace..
How may it be you no longer exist
I weep for you my love..
The weeping persists..
My only love you were..
I only pray for your presence ..
Only for a moment..
I miss you so ..
As I carry a deep scar of emptiness..
My love ..
My prayers have been answered..
My only love you were..
It has been confirmed
Your divine energy had illuminated through me..
I felt your eternal love..
It expanded all throughout my physical body..
It had merged with my soul..
Within me..
The expansion exploded into one..
We were one..
Together..
I opened my eyes ..
I knew at that exact moment ..
We are infinity..
My only love you were..
Was..
Is..
Now..
Forever..
Our love is infinity ..
You are a soul that is infinate, timeless and eternal .
Your not just this physical body with a age, gender, role
And job title . You are magnanimous the size of the universe.
As a soul you are eternal there for all knowing.
You understand the wisdom of the universe.
Unplug from the matrix and tune into the
Big picture, the universe .
Before you were born you were in the universe
where you decided to make a contract with
Your personal team of angels .
Now we are walking on this earth
We forget and get caught up in the matrix of life.
In your feelings this wisdom is natural.
Our intellect has limitations fears and worries
In our sleep the mind is shut off and the
Soul part can listen and source the truth.
Before you go to bed ask your soul part
If this is true. Ask who your personal team
of angels are.
"I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it"
Quote by: E. E. Cumming
I run some water
But your bowl is put away
Age or habit, I forget
You went to your grave
Your spirit remains, contained
My pet had his special place
In my heart and mind
No more will I clean hike stains
Nor dispense your meds in cheese
Physical body
Now buried in the small grave
His feisty spirit lingers
Sponsor: Constance La France
Contest: In My Heart-S Form
Date: 09/24/2022
Theme: Lost To Heaven- Hairy The Chihuahua
Checked syllables with syllablecounter.net
I use the term hike when a male dog hikes his leg to urinate, but he also sprays his scent.
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once before humans walked the earth. before Adam and Eve before the trees and the air we breathe there was one-
one physical body with four legs four arms and two heads as well as one soul accompanied by one heart. as full of love and self as they could be.
they challenged thy who brought to life and for that they were once cursed,
cursed by zeus chained apart.
as full as they once were they were henceforth two souls.
two bodies of flesh two bodies with a pulse with veins and a heartbeat.
cursed to roam the earth in search for the other.
in search for acceptance- as to be soulfully vulnerable and naked with each-other without the air and noise they had grown to know an as a “society”
yet they walked the earth with a sparkling glowing desire.
the desire soon turned into hope.
yet even when their prayers were answered they found themselves unfulfilled. soon the power of evil came into their hearts as quickly as the love for each-other.
the greed as-well as lust the undying urge to be unholy to once go back to how they were.
fulfilled yet it seemed no matter how much they laughed and cried and yearned they would never be one.
no matter how much they yearned for the other to be sewn together once again their prayers went unanswered.
no matter how much their bodies met in a orgasmic rush they were never one.
as manic as one gets when they’re prayers are never received they soon hoped their deaths would bring them together.
that the holy feeling of death as their blood poured and spilled into the others.
the hope their blood would become one as it rushed together was nevertheless just hope.
as they bleed they soon became to realize they would never be whole again.
as they stared into the others soon to be motionless eyes they soon came to the realization this was their curse.
their souls to be tarnished unholy and unfinished.
to be chained away from each other for all of eternity, just for greed over the gods. this was forever the mortals of earths curse
I caught a look at myself and I smiled
I was skipping in the water,
Splashing it on my jeans, getting wet
Remembering what six felt like.
I had not given myself the gift of play in a long time.
A giggle escaped from somewhere long forgotten.
This sabbatical from work and home
Was exactly what I had needed.
I had fought the idea of a vacation
But everyone had insisted after my breakdown.
First my body, and my nerves, then my physical body.
I was a wreck, and they all knew why except me.
I looked up and saw the sun shining through
Trees that were saying “keep on, we have your back.”
I had not been in touch with my child-like self
In so many years, I did not think I remembered how to play
And yet for the first time in years I heard birds singing.
I heard the creek gurgling, and I began to full out laugh.
Joyful that I had been forced to do this, I began
Returning back to myself, finding my soul here in these sacred woods.
once before humans walked the earth. before Adam and Eve before the trees and the air we breathe there was one. one physical body with four legs four arms and two heads as well as one soul accompanied by one heart. as full of love and self as they could be. they challenged thy who brought to life and for that they were once cursed cursed by zeus chained apart. as full as they once were they were henceforth two souls. two bodies of flesh two bodies with a pulse with veins and a heartbeat cursed to roam the earth in search for the other. in search for acceptance as to be un-judgedly vulnerable and naked with each-other without the air and noise they had grown to know an as a “society” yet they walked the earth with a sparkling glowing desire. the desire soon turned into hope yet even when their prayers were answered they found themselves unfulfilled. soon the power of evil came into their hearts as quickly as the love for each-other. the greeding aswell as lust the undying urge to be unholy too once go back to how they were. fulfilled yet it seemed no matter how much they laughed and cried and learned they would never be one. no matter how much they yearned for the other to be sewn back together their prayers went unanswered no matter how much their bodies met in a orgasmic rush they were never one. as manic as one gets when they’re prayers are never received they soon hoped their deaths would bring them together. that the holy feeling of death as their blood poured and spilled into the others that hope their blood would become one as it rushed together was nevertheless just hope. as they bleed they soon became to realize they would never be whole again as they stared into the others soon to be motionless eyes they soon came to the realization this was their curse. their souls to be tarnished unholy and unfinished. to be chained away from each other for all of eternity just for greed over the gods. this was forever the mortals of earths curse
My physical lusts each and every cut, rip, and peck on his body my intellectual craves his thoughts, opinions, and charisma, my emotional wants to laugh, cry, and embrace his deepest feelings. Yet my emotional abundance does not captivate him, my intellectual determination does not appeal to him it is my physique alone that attracts his mind, body, and soul. It is the complexion of my skin that caught his attention, it is the reflection of my smile that made him acknowledge my presence, it is the kink in my hair that preserved his interest, the seduction in my eyes that tempted his spirit, the curves on my body that infatuated his sexual desires, and my forbidden fruit that took his whole being into euphoria yet my mind and soul is yet to be explored! My physical body has been pleasured time and time again but my emotional and intellectual elements remain untouched like the footprints on the moon!
Form:
Quietude instills itself within my psyche
as I most
facinated with The Wilton Diptych created by an artist
unknown
marvel over deep royal blues and sparkling golds
as the shimmering wings angels surround the protagonists -
this is what peace must be like I muse
a non doing of the physical body
of sublime centering
and contemplation
while beauty strikes an etheral poise
and balances itself
upon a tower of smooth grey stones that are seemingly fused together
impending and surreal moments of serene bliss
grip my inner thoughts
driving all confusion away
as the Diptych takes my breath away
it's glorious
portrayal
painted forever.
Canada
The body suffers a wound
May bruise and bleed
Then it will heal
Leaving a scar on the flesh
The mind suffers trauma
A cause to sob and cry
Then it will heal
Leaving a memory in the head
The physical body suffers a fatal wound
It may suffer greatly or not at all
And the body will die
The mind suffers the worst possible trauma
It may go crazy for all to see or suffer internally
But the body will not die
Physical wounds can bring the end
Mental wounds can only bring agony
As my baby boy walks home a single
gunshot and god angels
calls him home.
As he sit upon his throne, his angel wings
laced in chrome. His spirit comforts me,
as a moth in a cocoon. Taken away from
me way to soon. At first touch, I'm my son
first love. My son died without a chance to
live, resting in heaven from
another man's sins. My son physical body
might be gone, but his spirit will forever
live on. Every time my son smiles the sun
rays pour out. Sending love upon us,
reminding us how much he loves us. Until
the day we meet again, in God I trust.
Mystery does not have to be errie, dark, fearful. Mysteries can be inviting, especially in prayer and meditation.
Close your eyes. See darkness turn to light. Allow the light to guide you into your inner soul. Allow the strength of your soul to completely encapsulate your physical body.
As you stay in the light, think of a positive loving word... LOVE is all right. See the light, hear the LOVE.
As light and LOVE mix, messages and thoughts will come to understanding. Understanding the mystery of the unknown brings the mass of the universe into your life, into your soul.
Allow mystery to come into your life.
Louis Drago
As the clear light rises higher
Illuminating fog
Humidity from Friday's rain.
Thicker down in the bog
Ole hound dog is baying a prey
He yelps for hours today
I don't understand how he sees
Even a squirrel at play
Ole hound dog uses his sense of smell
To get that squirrel treed
Then in the quietness I hear
Another dog answers his plead
The fog quite heavy in low places
The dove's coos vibrate on
There is something unsettling
Maybe not as active in tone
That hound is getting annoying
He needs a little nap
The roosters can hardly be heard
To bridge musical gap
The sound of a hummingbird is brief
As he seeks some flowers
Drink nectar to sate his appetite
Though no hibiscus bower
Hibiscus a delicious meal
Now bees come in burst or waves
To feed from begonias and moss
Their buzz is heard then fades
My hands are hurting as I write
Even with arthritis cream
Which does seem to ease the pain
Freedom only a dream
God grant me the insight to seek
The Great Physician, and not complain
Unlock my heart to the beauty here
And anchored in You remain.
2 Corinthians 4: 16 (NET) Therefore, we do not despair, but even if our physical body is wearing away, our inner person is being renewed day by day.
2 Corinthians 4:14-16
Amplified Bible
14 knowing that He who raised the Lord Jesus will also raise us with Jesus and will present us [along] with you in His presence. 15 For all [these] things are for your sake, so that as [God’s remarkable, undeserved] grace reaches to more and more people it may increase thanksgiving, to the glory of [our great] God.
16 Therefore we do not become discouraged [spiritless, disappointed, or afraid]. Though our outer self is [progressively] wasting away, yet our inner self is being [progressively] renewed day by day.
Written: July 2, 2022