Quintilla Poems | Quintilla Examples

body has its need, we have ours flavour of limitation sours the saving grace is bliss rapture divine spark mind cannot capture dwelling in which we spend our hours...

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joining the dots, mind game inane, tracking pitter patter of rain, the pull of divine magnetism, cascading in body-mind prism, God’s benediction healing pain...

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expressing a spectrum of light ushering within bliss delight instead of letting rapture grow our lower mind impedes the flow fragmented thought, not boon but blight...

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the first object we see is space holding us close in warm embrace a truth we fail to recognise since mind would weigh, measure and size thus self-blocking influx of grace...

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On The Corner Ye Olde Shoppe still stands on twelfth street surviving despite the box stores. The owners never miss a beat always willing to hand out treats to children who come through the doors. ...

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A hunter swift with eye that gleams this Falcon's life's not what it seems. Once endangered the Falcon cries rarely heard in Western skies, now seen up high in city dreams....

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Wishing to get our lost joy back, we employed every known mind hack, to rekindle the flame of bliss, that was birthed by our lover’s kiss but shadows lacked scent of lilac....

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Recalling times when our heart sank and soul’s resolve too did then tank, though we feared, obstacles were cleared because we were by God’s hand steered. Save Him upon who can we bank?...

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The sword God wields is made of light, transforming the dark gloom of night, freeing souls from bondage to mind, that His caress, loving and kind, exhumes fear and bestows clear sight....

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Our to do list knocks on mind’s door but we don’t live there anymore, so when the echo returns not, cravings of ego come to naught and bliss in-pours through every pore...

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Ego contracts and love expands. Unending are our hearts demands. What do we seek, in this dream life? Meaningless is struggle and strife. God holds our hand; He understands....

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Body decays at a slow pace, which most notice not, in life’s race, yet heart’s vibrance remains alive and throb of love does always thrive, since God holds us in close embrace....

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Give us the bliss all hermits seek, that we may too get a sneak peek at the light that may not be named, that wayward ego may be tamed, whence love and soul dance cheek to cheek....

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For you I shall love till thee end of the earth the sky will sigh the sun shall blush hush and kiss me...

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