Mainstay Poems - Poems about Mainstay

...Fear and desire are chains we wear, until we become self-aware, first of all inquiring, ‘who’m I?’, which if not form, ego must die, that with the false out of the way and on making love our mai......

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... Looking Back At Trump's Capital Assault Twice From that storm-driven dark day.~ I saw rioters chanting U-S-A, U-S-A.~ And raging, raging, having their stay.~ Like wound-up robots with ......

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...provided love and light is our mainstay ~ it matters not where we’re headed today......

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...with formless awareness as the subject being the essence of what we call I this form made of dust, is then the object which bemused by illusions, makes heart sigh so to end suffering, ego must di......

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...uninhibited with one restrained with another responses vary too between brother and mother if this be the truth recognising ego is at play judgment scars innocence till love becomes our ma......

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...each moment that passes by, if we could replay ~ would we then distil thoughts and make love our mainstay......

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...I was in a bah humbug mood this year When the exquisite beauty of a gold ornament overtook me She walked me into a world of snowflakes and tinsel Sprinkling hope and joy into my feeling mainstay ......

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... Intolerance grips our life’s mainstay hard, guiltless blood flows, civilizations clash, heart splinters into disposable shard. In the clutch of stress relationships crash. Let tim......

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...what threads of truth did we weave today ~ did we make love and light our mainstay......

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...Now that we have made love and light our mainstay, it matters not if patterns of old surface, since divine bliss magnetism within at play, as Divine Mother, holds us in close embrace. The current......

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...Before we play, let's preamble with the entree, Enjoy the soft shoe shuffle, before the souffle. Dancing tipsy, on tippy-toes, to belay and delay the mainstay. It's a wily whisper of words, a teas......

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... To the legendary teacher I pay tribute For imparting live voices to the mute You paid gratitude To the multitude On the mountain top you stood And all the heads understood You never said ‘Nev......

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...1 Where are we The path appears as we walk upon it, crystallising right before our soul’s eye, enabled for those with resolve and grit, who to attain God, are ready to die. If the God-searc......

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...All around is stench of decay Somehow the thought of death repels Yet as soul, we choose to dwell here That agape love be our mainstay Our heart then casts magical spells God’s light draws near,......

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...Wisdom revealed yet is concealed, since we have not before God kneeled and since dark desires yet hold sway, we fail to make love our mainstay, treating life as a battlefield.......

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