Rispetto Poems | Rispetto Examples

Swimming in the ocean of vibrations, heart delights on display of sound and light, where as we imbibe blissful sensations, the rapture renewing by day and night, breath by breath we observe ego dissolve, vaporising that our soul may evolve, by embodying God’s light in this form, sensed vividly as a magnetic storm....

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Though as witness consciousness sans desire, we dwell in this form, so we are hemmed in, tendencies of the past stifling soul’s fire, birthing deep delusion, to our chagrin. With silence alone offering reprieve, poised therein we ask ego to beg leave, that thus in God’s presence we may awake, since dear hearts, our soul’s freedom is at stake....

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When recognition dawns that life’s a dream, within which we have assumed our life role, by cessation of thought spirals that stream, we see we’re living light scriptures extol. Affirming that we are not body-mind, we then can leave fears and desires behind, upon which by befriending the vast void, we reclaim soul’s light pure and unalloyed....

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how still is our stillness betwixt bliss beats with attention fixated in the play rapture refrain that breath by breath repeats is-ness of being-ness that’s here to stay resting thus as awareness self-aware God tends to our needs so why should we care we’re beyond definitions and labels for we’re the flame spoken of in fables...

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The weight of silence, a heavy unseen stone, A heart that aches with words it cannot speak. A hollow echo where joy once was known, A shadowed path, the lonely and the weak. The tears unshed a river held inside, A fragile spirit where true feelings hide, A silent sorrow that consumes the soul. A broken vessel yearning to be whole. The ghosts...

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The heart remembers what the present lacks, A golden hue upon a bygone scene, Though time has moved and left its fading tracks, A phantom touch, where joy had brightly been. That sweet ache lingers, ever keen and fierce, For moments in between, a wish whispers, A yearning deep for what will never be, The life we lived and...

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The painted swings now rusted in the breeze, A silent playground where no laughter rings. The faded murals on the peeling trees, A broken carousel where no joy springs. The whispered secrets, lost in tall dry grass, The empty sandbox where small hands would pass, A fading echo of a carefree time. A shadowed memory in life's harsh climb. The dreams we held,...

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The threads we wove now frayed and torn apart, A silent space where laughter used to bloom. A whispered name, a ghost within my heart, The empty chair, a shadow in the room. The paths we walked diverging in the night, The stars above bear witness to our plight, A fading echo of a shared embrace. A lonely journey in this desolate...

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As light of Self encased in organic form, keeping this remembrance always in focus, we’re poised in stillness in each and every storm, expanding our heart along the love locus. Save this awareness no practice is needed, for when love as the voice of God is heeded, all doings in our life are done by His hand, which in surrender, soul does...

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So unhurried we do not begin at all, preferring to remain in tranquil repose, as divine inspirations in mind snowball, arising from a fulcrum God alone knows, we are as we are thus, bliss drenched and complete, enraptured as polarities meet and greet, conjuring a verse with no need to rehearse, since our soul is entwined with the universe....

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In silence we feel chakra petals open, corresponding to a flicker in vast space, a vibrational message by God spoken, as steps toward heaven we slowly retrace. Of boons of grace, we are a mere receptor, sensing magnetism pierce each body vector, wherein in truth there is nothing that we do, save letting these divine pulsations renew....

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Alone and lonely, a soul will start to fade, No strength but weakness in self, a fragile stand. "No man's an island," these ancient words are made, For woven lives, a caring and helping hand. We all need the touch, the warmth, the shared delight, In unity, we acquire our spirit's might, The mind's burdens eased, the hidden wisdom found, Where...

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All dreams are unreal and yet they appear, wherein ego assumes a specific role, so knowing this, no object to us is dear, save God’s boundless love and light, which we extol. In deep sleep each night, we return to our home, a singularity, where throbs the gong Om but on waking up in this domain dual, delusion grips us, unless love’s...

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Poised in peace, it may appear we’re phlegmatic but the truth is heart’s drenched in bliss mists sublime, thus in vibrant aloneness we’re ecstatic, consciousness attuned to God’s magnetic chime. The light of Self within is always aflame; made in God’s image, soul and He are the same and thus there remains for us nothing to do, save feeling refrains of...

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The body strains, a sweet and burning ache, Where muscles tremble, and the breath runs deep, A vital fire, for well-being's sake, And weary limbs at last find tranquil sleep. Though sweat may fall, and effort marks the way, The heart gets young, with smile each dawning day, The spirit lifts, with strength that knows no keep, And health's reward, in every...

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