Breezy Poems - Poems about Breezy

to compose a poem if we need to think it is better we pause in the gap when we blink spontaneity rekindles our innermost essence effervescence epitomises our soul’s quintessence in our natural element spirit shapes life’s course there is in truth no need for application of force when we set up an intent wave soul’s emotes are by God heard alchemy then transforms creative spark as...

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The wind felt Catching one off guard Sometimes refresh Other times bad and good The wave backward and forward of trees The view of the ocean as the waves maneuver Breezes front and center Embrace North to South East to West Breezes with their own confess Outward blow Some fast and suddenly slow One never knows Handy work Heaven Breezy Point Breathing in and out The breeze moving about. ...

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just rest each thought that self-taught thus we plot our path...

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Breezy, break away free bird, as free as easy as the wind wanderess go onward ~ through life~ with an incessant need to find solace and meaning back in god’s grace It’s penetrating places you roam and journeyed from Free bird without a home, without your flock Once wings spread across golden honey horizons then held still on a dock Cries o’er the retched waves drenched in its...

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Caressed by a gentle breeze, we’re at ease, fully present in the eternal now, where all we do is embrace and release, God-graced sensory inputs that endow. We get to the source without use of force, regulating neither breath nor our thoughts, feeling bliss magnetism charter its course, having no urge within to join the dots. Suffused with cool heat, which...

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Sages who have walked the earth have proclaimed, that this world as we know it is a dream but we are blind since our soul has been maimed by endless thought chatter we choose to stream, failing to see that we are God’s sunbeam. Flowing like the breeze, life’s a divine tease, so each wave if we embrace and release, simply...

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No load on our chest, we’re at rest We have left everything to God Merging with Him is our soul’s quest For which we must give love our nod Fears and desires have been renounced No load on our chest, we’re at rest Ego cravings too have been trounced We’ll triumph in our earth life test Breath by breath in bliss mists...

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how easy can it get all we need to do is remain at rest ego wishes to agitate deflecting our attention it’s cravings never abate invoking bliss magnetism flow of thoughts cease joy fills body prism staid silence enables bliss ignition in the heart spoken of in awe in fables...

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We have the cake and eat it too, by invoking power of grace, delighting sensing bliss beats mew, whilst flowing at an easy pace. As tranquil soul, detached and still, we have the cake and eat it too; God makes easy ascent uphill, when heart be pure like morning dew. Feeling bliss ignition renew, transmuting us as living light, we have the cake and eat...

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Heart quiescent, our presence still, voids within, with divine grace fill, doing nothing, save receiving, we behold how love is weaving light strobes in heart, God does instil...

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After work, I look for a place to mediate; and that place is a walking distance: there we met, and started dreaming, we were naive kids full of nonsense, we blushed saying words without meaning... those sweet whispers made our faces radiate! On spring afternoons we hold hands and singing we take the road that leads to the breezy beach: we own everything,...

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the path to which we would commit must take us straight to the summit meaning that we should become light with bliss mists heightening delight infusing the highest wisdom that takes soul into God’s kingdom requiring but that we comply with His laws that we wingless fly wherein all we do is receive blessings without burdens to heave so to this end our...

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Lay in the hammock I look around for the source of the music There's a blackbird taking the credit Though I see he doesn't have a guitar His stage is the neighbours chimney And he's every bit the front man Beak syncing in time The dog is running under the hammock Raising me up Or maybe in this daydream I'm crowd surfing I...

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Rustles through new leaves, Warm breeze dances on my skin, Petals in the air, Nature's breath so soft and light, Spring's gentle sigh stirs the soul....

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if we would know just keep flowing soul’s glow will shine...

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