Purusha, the consciousness, and prakriti, the matter,
Like glass vessels in the basket of existence clatter;
Beyond corporal, cerebral, and emotional realms,
To Spiritual reality the consciousness whelms...!
Like a migratory bird, having its mission fulfilled,
The soul flies to its homeland exhilarated and thrilled;
Exploring silent salient lands of known and unknown,
Reaches the zone and milestone of peace and joy sown and grown...!
Like a flower and plant and tree encounters the seasons,
Of summer, monsoon, spring, winter, and autumn with reasons;
So too the spirit, mind, and soul passes all fine phases,
Like a horse single-mindedly towards its goal races...!
The lithosphere, hydrosphere, biosphere, and atmosphere,
The exosphere, geosphere, hemisphere, and hydrosphere;
Across each realm, the creature reaches with no resistance,
Attains pilgrimage of perfection and pure existence...!!!
07 May 2023
Pick-A-Title, Vol 36 - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
Rhymes Checked At: Rhyme Zone
Syllables Checked At: How Many Syllables
Categories:
geosphere, creation, death, life, nature,
Form: Rhyme
Just as I seem to have a great deal
to eco-healing say
in favor of positive energy democracy,
I long to hear much more
ego-healing positive win/win communication
highly regarding multicultural demographics,
cooperative economic-nutritional education,
eco-matriarchal spiritual naturality.
The opposite of all these blessings
is StraightMale
LeftBrain NorthWestern Geosphere
predative monocultural dominance,
both ego-testicle
and anthrowhite-supremacist.
Which feels like a whole lot
of negative
manic
autocratic energy
and absence of compassionate
eco-matriarchal communication.
My EarthMother,
and her MotherEarth,
deep learned me
way harmonic healthier than negative supremacy
when positive energy
remains a win/win opportunity.
Categories:
geosphere, health, humor, mother, mother
Form: Political Verse