Practicing Poems - Poems about Practicing

An epiphany dawns: practice the pause, without stifling heart’s spontaneous vibe. Our void-centric presence seeks no applause, conditioned patterns choosing to proscribe. Holding steady sconce of childlike delight, suffused in mists borne by bliss magnetism, in cave of heart, simply feeling God’s light, dwelling in peace is our soul’s chosen ism. Space in and around, hums with God’s power, with which we are touched,...

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resting endowed functionality as bestowed by the universe a stirring yet arises in the heart to emote a melodious verse humming pulse of innate aliveness cajoles us to dance on life’s stage we pause awhile in the bardo where fires of lust and desire rage pristine presence looks at the ego amazed at how big it has grown it’s misaligned with the call of...

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Practicing the works of God In every day that I am blessed He has anointed me with wisdom The Holy Spirit is what I possess I walk in the path of righteous Even when the devil is near I close my eyes and smile For the devil won't be heard by these ears I am now a child of God Full of strength and...

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(Grease Bubbles, 2021, original photo) Practicing to Die Laying in bath An inner vision of geometric patterns Dances around a swirling kaleidoscope Dizzying as an ocular migraine. So lulled in self-hypnotic repose Effortlessly I imagine dying Completely at peace No thought of attraction or aversion. No sense of depression or despair Just another moment Out of time Out of mind. Living with the inevitable, Practicing to die I wake again Refreshed. (6/20/24) ...

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how may we silence noise of our mind driving us mad attachment causes stagnation yet we remain addicted practicing the presence of divine magnetism ego disappears...

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Practice makes perfect, is an old adage but it’s up to us to choose skills to hone, which satisfies desires that in heart rage and if resolve be steadfast, we will own the magical flow, as rapture full blown. Let us then oh wise one, choose God-connect, pulse of love detect, let it grown unchecked, recognising He dwells within each form, correcting consciousness...

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relaxing and being as we are if mind wanders, we let it aware of whatever appears in mode embrace and release God’s presence nears practicing the presence as a flowing orientation heart cleansed of ego residuum one with pulse of love magnetism we are vibrant in the continuum...

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Date: February 2048 Desharah was in the nursery with The babies. Early afternoon. All was Calm cool copacetic in their home. Everybody seemed content. At Amadeus home his wife Teased Him. The baby started to cry. Amani said, "Amadeus go see about Your son." Amadeus slipped into The next room and cuddled and Cooed to Damian Amadeus Hakim...

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Practicing the presence in the void of stillness, rekindling innocence in vibrant blissfulness, bursts forth effervescence. Practicing the presence in childlike wonderment, our inner sentience ignites the joy current, nestled in contentment. Practicing the presence as our breath gently flows, the burning bliss incense, our heart’s cravings mellows, gracing soul’s ambience. Practicing the presence in quiet surrender, unbound is heart’s vibrance in rapturous thunder of our luminescence. 02-May-2022...

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Honour God’s presence within; He’s in our heart, go therein. But for Him, we’d be mere dust, inert, lifeless body crust. Bliss tingle we feel, His breath; inspirations flow in stealth. Free will’s granted to align with octaves of love divine. Know we’re never abandoned, His child, readily pardoned. All that we’re needed to do, let bliss pulsations renew. All souls are one, none apart, be at peace,...

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The movers wheeled the piano in the apartment my tutors revealed plateaus climbed as an artist hours flying pages turned black and white keys charted scoured trying ages I played packed plight I started recitals, concert halls, from practicing hardest reprisals, my art calls, the piano sits modest In my twilight years I teach children...

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as God’s breath flows in through our nose vibrant presence in calm repose aware of a divine impulse seeing God everywhere at once blissful in the boat, that He rows 21-January-2022 Bite Size Poems no33 Poetry Contest Sponsor: Line Gauthier ...

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Bliss roars, gripping us in rapture Heightened delight, marks our stature As of heart’s will, fierce or gentle Love both our consort and teacher Shaped upon the divine mantle Presence beholds God’s miracle Caterpillar now butterfly Upon choosing pathways simple Resting thoughts of how, when and why Divine entwined, we wingless fly Ceasing to size, we vaporise Suffused with bliss, God soon draws nigh 30-October-2021...

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S-ee H-ow I-t E-mploys L-ines A-bout P-racticing A-rtist's N-otable O-pus Topic: Birthday of Shiela Pano (January 16) Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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P-racticing A-uthor U-ses L-ife's J-ovial O-bjective H-aving N-icely A-pplied L-ine's A-crostic S-tatement A-bout S-uccess Topic: Birthday of Paul John M. Alas-as (November 09) Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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