Art Rubaiyat Poems

In time dissolved silence we watch,
vibrant, throbbing jugular notch,
connecting head ovoid to heart,
gifts of silence, we best not botch.

All nodes entwine, none stand apart,
since bliss...

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Looking for a potent punch line,
on thoughts began to wine and dine,
which noticed not flutter of heart,
caused by love which for love does pine.

Vibrant living...

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I have spent my life in tormenting pain,
from activities I must just refrain;
oh, the aching, throbbing, and agony,
but, I endure, I cope and don't...

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Beholding our third eye pulsate,
right down to the tip of our nose,
feeling nodes within form gyrate,
we celebrate at heaven’s gate.

Tranquil heart in mindful repose,
delights witnessing...

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I sing, I fly, I dance, I do
As rapture rises, each hue new
I exult emotes from my heart
Aura glistens like morning dew

Spontaneity is an art
Deeming...

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“The same came to Jesus by night, and said unto him, Rabbi, we know that thou art a teacher come from God: for no man...

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The goal of life is rapture. Art is the way we experience it.
Joseph Campbell

A calm, unpretentious, breathtaking connection,
A hypnotic glimpse of Zen-alike delightful flection.
Spirit healing...

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Here we are, sitting on our bed
Choosing words that need to be said
As of stirrings within our heart
Impelled by its fragrance, we’re led

On adding love...

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Such is our meditation art
We invite God into our heart
Then we shift into his abode
On feeling bliss ignition start

This path’s pathless, there is no road
Each...

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“Be the kindness in one’s darkness.”Quote ~ poets own 
Kind Compassionate Hearts

Concern is a lifeline to some
There’s always someone feeling glum 
Acts of kindness are...

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Earth bound soul went about it’s quest
Burdened by desires on his chest
Enmeshed in fears, by ego spawned
Dark despair, hoping to be blest

Before many gods, this...

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Footprints

We once left footprints in the sand
while strolling slowly hand in hand
with sun rays beaming gently down 
enjoying warmth along the strand.

Together we were always...

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Losing hope because of mistakes’ great strain
My soul did wallow in misery’s pain…
Beseeching for tender, soothing mercies  
I turned to God Whose grace-grant is...

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Spring, Summer, and Autumn are Her rival,
but they all pale to Winter's arrival.
She is less subtle than the other three,
so shelter's a matter of survival....

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subtle is the way she muses tonight
quietly, she pen's just for your delight
in tune with herself, her muses transpose
to boost your world with a sparkle...

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