Holy Man Poems - Poems about Holy Man

the holy man understands he does not need a church to worship he only needs faith, goodness, heartfelt humbleness and belief he peers into God’s world, seeing the best for everyone, feeling awed that He was chosen to be surrounded by such beauty loving the feeling of being beloved that comes upon his soul his angels rejoice, that he is...

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Beard bent over his walking stick each step cautious twitching side to side left hand trembling, along for the ride Tapping out the narrow path every morn to the place his soul was reborn...

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The Lunatic Holy Man Hole in the ozone layer of his sense increases. He mutters to the tomb of his father, while clumsy expressions flash on his face. A hundred fools watch him with awe. It’s paradoxical they chant holy verses. He has a big sedimentary belly formed from offerings. He heals the insane, rustics say, patting on their crests or tying black cords around their...

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He knew the Holy Books He was a Holy Man He spent his Holy Time Roaming o'er the Land He visited the sick in hospitals Brought comfort to those in jails Gave one and all a blessing To tip the Heavenly Scales He utilized every second He never...

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Holy Man What causes the sound of a crude sewing machine? Its needle in contact with its teeth or the pedal or its wheel? A tailor once said to me that God listens to us by wearing one of His: a robe of piety, a sandal of...

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There was a cryptic message about a demise at the roof top of a tree. Blue sky would whip it up to a cock on an ornate cloud of an ego for a free fall from the moon. Give leverage to the silence of a cudgel to uproot the bristle from a face of a fear; there was an ominous warning. Ancestors of jar...

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There was a cryptic message about a demise at the roof top of a tree. Blue sky would whip it up to a cock on an ornate cloud of an ego for a free fall from the moon. Give leverage to the silence of a cudgel to uproot the bristle from a face of a fear; there was an ominous warning. Ancestors of jar...

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