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The flower is there, but not the flower's design
until I sing its petals like the sun:
the nectar trembling in the flower’s throat
is sweetened by the trembling of this string,
which links the purple voices carved from silence
along one single curve from then to then,
which is the flower’s design.
The flower’s design is what the flower is for:
it grows to fit itself to what I sing
and finds itself for once forever whole,
since in my song its bloom and bud are one,
moving in harmony.
These melodies hold nothing but its life.
The flower’s design is what the flower is.
These cypresses and poplars have a motion,
a gesture, and a speech no wind instils:
my song reveals them as a kind of rhythm,
a flexing of their being, which is joy,
a dance existing only in my music,
as do the sky, the mountains, and the sea.
My songs are to the light as light to darkness,
uncovering the dreams enwrapped in day.
Without them, all our vision sees is blindness,
and all our utterance announces death.
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My muse
By Michelle Morris
02/10/2021
My muse wants to play.
She's tired of waiting patiently.
So many days I've been working;
No time to enjoy writing freely.
My muse enjoys the dance;
The rhythm of what we become,
Together synergistically,
Moving beyond space and time.
My muse loves her joy and laughter;
She expects me to entertain her still,
In the silent reverie of unspoken
Magic and memories.
My muse demands her standards met,
Each and every time we swim -
Through the infinity of space,
Between nothing and everything.
My muse instils her discipline;
She expects nothing less than all -
Knowing words are swords' masters;
Forever and ever echoing in the wind.
© Michelle Morris, 2021
Within a person, there are planted by the Creator, seeds. Some of Goodness and others may be not by choice, Bad. Then, there are feelings to go along with these planted seeds. Gravation towards, and distance to avoid. Fear is distance to avoid.
It is important to have two sides of emotions. For there is an upside and a downside to life and the Creator made it so. If one gravatates towards good and not evil; this is a plus. However, there may be times when one is not sure. Fear plays a large part, in that, it makes one fearful and that makes one choose
between the two, positive or negative.
Fear is a very vocal sense against something to avoid. It is a healthy emotion that instils in a person; caution. However, if there is too much emotion on fear, that can cause trouble for an individual. And can make them mentally sick.
So to some up, Fear, is a seed and is a healthy emotion to have, but can go a rye if not checked.
The way the sunshine dangles from her smile,
The sways in the lines of her silhouette
And her story of heartbreak shaping her voice
Caused by the past villains met.
She leaps free and fierce
And is no longer afraid
For it is the ordinary ways
That pierced
Love's balloon;
Smeared the image of a perfect man's face.
It was because he chose lips over conversation,
Hips over company's elation and
Not sips of wine or art over humiliation.
Now, she dances in the shadow-tips
And studies his moves in notation.
A beckoning becoming of beauty.
He noticed her everyday skin.
His eyes tore through her in search of perfect aesthetics
And though the air took slow moments to pass, to reveal her helium
She has finally fallen in love with her everyday skin.
She owns gold bullions of insight
Taught through lessons of fight or flight.
Her perception instils belief in her ordinary beauty,
Refills her trust in knowing:
Mascara cannot be your armour.
Lipstick holds no intuition.
Plump lips can mumble words.
Glossy fingernails cannot scrape away fear.
A dull mind does not build a kaleidoscope-dream
And makeup cannot hide your true self.
She is beauty.
Alone I sit
staring at the cold grey sky
All around
winter's handiwork
so silent
so beautiful
fills the land
Drifting lazily upwards
pillars of smoke
rise ghost-like
from the chimneys
On the ground below
the freshly fallen snow
so quiet, so fragile
instils deep peace
within my soul
Standing alone in the distance
a church steeple
points majestically towards the sky
in silent testimony
of its God
Nothing stirs -
the sparrows have gone to bed
this cold winter's evening
dreaming pleasant dreams
of tomorrow's spring
when new life will take form
in Nature's world
or perhaps they dream
of yesterday's summer
when they flitted happily
from tree to tree
dancing in the sunshine
so happy to be alive
and free
Yet, dream on
my little friends
for even while you dream
cold winter must reign
a little while longer
still blessing the earth
with her deep silent beauty
--- as now the snow begins to fall
once more
as we sit still, befriending deep silence
melding with the void, surrendering will
presence forges with love, an alliance
divine magnetic currents, bliss instils
when earth life shapes us, upon the anvil
our mind body encounters turbulence
yet cave of our heart, is always tranquil
as we sit still, befriending deep silence
thoughts rested, no ego looking askance
our emptiness leaves no room for evil
paving way for divine entwined parlance
melding with the void, surrendering will
cyclic thoughts make mountains out of molehills
throwing our head and heart out of balance
thus turbidity continues until
presence forges with love, an alliance
inner alignment, bubbling innocence
negating worldly cacophony shrill
in harmony with the voice of conscience
divine magnetic currents, bliss instils
oh hermit, joy makes easy, path uphill
when we place upon God, full reliance
dwellers of void, drink nectar to their fill
with bliss bursting forth, in continuance
as we sit still
07-March-2021
Upon earth facing adversity
as we are shaped upon the anvil
oblivious to our innate pulse of divinity
we strive and struggle surrendering not will
causing disequilibrium of our serenity
until love divine in heart instils
throb of bliss in continuity
It only seems that way
since fickle attention sways
making ego cravings our mainstay
Feeling thus separate from the source
focusing solely upon personal attainment
we succumb to feral thought patterns coarse
desires spiralling within without abatement
nudging us to resort to the use of force
spewing seeds of discontentment
until love corrects our course
It only seems that way
since fickle attention sways
making ego cravings our mainstay
19-March-2021
It only seems that way poetry contest
Sponsor: Kai Michael Neumann
The Lord is my Captain
The Lord is my cherished captain,
On His vessel my life isn`t vain,
My faith in Him never wagers
My trust in Him never shatters.
I am bound for a long voyage
That calls for the shine of courage,
I`m not assailed by any fear
As to His words I do adhere.
He steers the ship to path that`s right
And resplendent with sparkling light,
Evades channels that are too tight,
Arousing my inner delight.
My captain guides me stormy gales
As well as the tumultuous hales
To surmount with tranquility
And mind full of serenity.
The darkness of the horizon
Nor the depth of the ocean
Does inspire in me any awe,
But instils my spirit with glow.
At my venturous journey`s end
I`m delighted to reach a land
Where the spark of light ever shines
And the clime is ever sublime.
It is a land that has no end,
Where everyone is a true friend
Where I and ego have no place
And lies off bounds of time and space.
I pray that His grace and mercy
Rest with me, and I am worthy
Forever to serve at His shine
And the Trinity that`s divine.
Meditation in quietude, cognition spherical instils
Transcending limitations of time, space, power, knowledge, will
Oh hermit, in the void of polarity interchange, be still
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Awareness gently outpours attention
Resting all thought in void of cessation
Imbibing by soft touch intuitive
Sensory throbs in mood meditative
Allowing polarity rotation
Finding ourself encased in mind body
We find within both love and vibes shoddy
Discerning expansion and contraction
Vibrant completeness and agitation
Looking then for source of urgings dowdy
Mind body but an earth life interface
Narrow agenda, blocking divine grace
Stagnation therein, cause of delusion
Whilst our presence has no limitation
Freedom: flow of life, at an easy pace
Dwelling within form, surrounded by space
Merging subject and object, ends the chase
Feeling entwined with form and formlessness
Limitless expansion of consciousness
As a mist of bliss, no puzzles to lace
Sound of one hand clapping, within our heart
Joy renewal, as bliss ignition starts
The void of silence, holds all the secrets
Love the vivifier, our hunched stance corrects
All-ness as oneness, no hearts stand apart
16-February-2021
Line of inquiry:
“We have been here a thousand times before
Memory erased, each time we begin anew
Of hands held tenderly, we’ve lost the score
Each embrace virgin like fresh morning dew
To which image, oh dear soul, should we cling
For each heart was at some point of time dear
As we flow through life with zest, zeal and zing
In all forms we see God’s presence appear”
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“As our soul passes through the annals of time immortal,
Each life I claim as mine looking through life’s portal.” ~~ The Poet ~~
As the perpetuity of an eternal flame,
My soul carries on, all memory I disclaim.
Each life fulfils a quest for human birth,
His grace offers breath and instils worth.
I believe then we come to know our Creator.
An inherent bond. No need for a translator.
Each baby has a God given virtue within.
The soul is pure and free from original sin.
This is the image to which we must cling.
Its inner existence is almost everything.
Over time the bond may ware on its edges.
Even veer from Him as we create wedges.
During each life at times faith may wane.
That deep seated bond can surface again
If we are able to cling to His presence,
Teachings of His love will be the essence.
We will make every hurt a stepping stone.
To joy such as we have never known.
Though life can be an arduous climb to bare.
We will reach the top, for God is there.