Refining Poems - Poems about Refining

Moving forward, Space so vast, Time is accessible to the past, After a lifetime has passed. Lessons and memories last, Casting an imprint to find, As you travel the mind. Energy was designed, To be evolved, refined. As the memories remind you, A door opens to climb through. A life brand new, Just like you were used to. Right where you left you, From the Future to the past, To...

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Line of enquiry: Instrumentalising mind, I rested thought employing it only when needed shifting to heart, I became self-taught gentling touch, voice of conscience heeded. Intellect and intuition are like a sword and shield. One cuts through darkness to bring clarity, the other is an internal compass protecting the lost. Both are formed polished, vigorous and gallant, but through the struggles of each battle, become...

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my thoughts turn around unique feelings awareness mind replacing lust ~ thoughts sensations crossed unwanted elements dross mindset changed deemed such ~ rectify soul new birth changed my heart posture soul from sift to cleanse new ~ rectify soul born refining my consciousness from sift to cleanse new Refining consciousness Line of inquiry instrumentalising mind, I rested thought employing it only when needed shifting to heart, I became...

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“Instrumentalising mind, I rested thought employing it only when needed shifting to heart, I became self-taught gentling touch, voice of conscience heeded.” (Unseeking Seeker) Defeated with frustration and despair here am I wallowing into failure’s quagmire lamenting toward hopelessness since from life of thorns --- I remained stuck… How can I escape from gloom? As conscience...

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“instrumentalising mind, I rested thought employing it only when needed shifting to heart, I became self-taught gentling touch, voice of conscience heeded” ~ Unseeking Seeker When thoughts purge in restlessness, we pause the frequency of the mind, allowing the rhapsodies of the rosemary heart to compose lyrics...

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Non- living world to hold hidden consciousness. Under some favourable circumstances asd suitable environ, life originated from non- living sources. Started journey through unicellular to multi -cellular organism accommodating...

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Forgetting what is "right" In favor of what's sound Subjectivity is lost When objectivity is found This may prove problematic For people more dogmatic So even though society Does not necessarily agree That will not stop me From being me ...

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Instrumentalising mind, I rested thought, employing it only when needed, shifting to heart, I became self-taught, gentling touch, voice of conscience heeded. Line of...

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Line of inquiry: instrumentalising mind, I rested thought employing it only when needed shifting to heart, I became self-taught gentling touch, voice of conscience heeded We are alone – Together Quietly, feelings flow gently, surrounding hope, healing, heavenly potential – weathering the births, the deaths, the colors of a past, the test… serenity fades beyond the stars, glistening like heavy dew on a mourning thought, blessing...

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instrumentalists mind, I rested thought employing it, only when needed shifting to heart, I became self-taught gentling touch, voice of conscience heeded Thomas Jeffrey Hanks was a man of varied pranks one done on me, he scored, long ere acting repoire ignorant to his scheme, concluding I'm redeemed poem he took was mine he gave it to some slime First slime look slides...

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REFINING CONSCIOUSNESS The time has long gone since consciousness woke Some do say that it is unique to the human mind For some it always appears as mirrors and smoke The sharpest brain is sometimes quite hard to find For them, study and mental exercises might work And for all the rest, they have just left it unrefined But with brain exercises,...

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When we see not God’s face, it’s fall from grace, there being no adequate substitute, so in staid stillness, our steps we retrace, remaining vigilant and resolute. Myriad dark desires twirl us around but negating each such impulse received, aligned with love, we firmly stand our ground, no longer by patterns of old deceived. Ego identity is the blockage, easily removed, choosing to...

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I may not be plagued by vices, I may not be inundated with foibles, I have my disparate troubles, I have my recalcitrant midnight. I have sought a way through the woods, A way out of the tempest that trails me, It’s been an uphill task, For this, a plethora of questions I ask. Have I been yoked with my incessant turmoil? Have we...

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I know that I know. I know less now. I care less. I miss less. I want for less. I'm satisfied with here and now, not what might have been, not with might be yet to become. What I know suffices. I know what I know....

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Have you noticed someone staring at you And pointing a finger at what you do But when you look around There’s nary a sound Nobody, no person ‘Cept you to be found As the only starer Snooping for errors Have you noticed that someone staring at you Is the same person that you thought you knew Though it’s hard to behold That realizing enfold Along with the...

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