Sacred Poems - Poems about Sacred

Music first played on the heartstrings of God Whose chorus of Angels carries beyond A melody sacred each note comes from He Whose flute calls us closer Whose harp — sets us free (1st Book Of Prayers: July, 2025) ...

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Within the circle’s quiet pulse lies a deeper truth: when we shape our ways by kindness, trust takes root. The classroom holds a sacred space, where hearts find hope, and fears erase. Not just a room with desk and board, But a haven where the soul is restored. A whisper heard, a glance that sees— Each moment sown like sacred seeds. Mistakes aren’t...

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We are natural bodies outside engaging spiritual souls inside So also, and with more significant integrity in this domesticated desecrating lack of thriving home We are timeless souls with spacious bodies Sexual souls with sacred bodies Sensational sages called to musing ordinations, sensexual singing souls communing sacred dancing bodies Inside pleasure history's reweaving healthy rites outside passion mystery's re-ligioning wild wealth sights Of natural wilderness bodies restoring spiritual sanctuary souls. ...

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Mystic dancer in the firelight, spinning, swirling as her soul takes flight, chasing spirits on an astral plane and catching them to call by name. Perspiration beads on her skin, arms spread like wings of her peregrine, bracelets jingle and scatter light and she dances late into the night. Drummers beat out a strong tattoo, her tempo quickens, her heartbeat too, as visions spiral around...

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[Verse 1] I walked through endless nights alone, fire burning in my gut, The road was rough, jagged, and cold — but hell, I never lost my cut. Every scar’s a tale I tell, ain’t no lie, just truth in parts, And in the chaos of my soul, I stumbled on the sacred heart. [Pre-Chorus] The veil ripped off, the dream’s...

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The sodium street lights Your few striped freckles The makeshift tattoo on my palm A couple? Never. It's always been a triple or even a single at best, A circle of medics healing medics. This distortion is fine It's a revolution of entrancing revolts. Relics ignite for every star in the ground, Scattered upon my brain. To my pressed, dear, deadest flowers... You keep leaving...

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Need some inspiration? Title. The Sacred Hollow. (A lone voice whispers) Have you been subtly conditioned to overlook your true potential? Does a voice sometimes whisper? Whether in sleep or in daylight? Open your tired eyes wide and reach for the stars. See how far you can go. Cast off the chains of conditioning That appeared as you grew older....

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2025.05.18 Today, I had a morning started quite roughly. I almost missed the bus, Then actually missed the stop at the train station, That costed me one hour moving and waiting around. Finally, I reached my destination. I climbed up hill of the Malmsbury Reservoir, Followed the walking trails Walked along the Coliban River, Got closer to the arched brick bridge, Near Ellesmere...

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"Sacred Waters" In the hush between the stars and sea, She rises, quiet, wild, and free. A tide that stirs with breathless grace, A rhythm time cannot erase. Not just of body, but of flame, A current no one dares to name. She pours from places deep and wide, Where gods and ghosts and dreams reside. Her waters bloom without a sound, A tremble shaking...

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"Keeper of My Flame" Before the scriptures carved in stone, Before the dawn, before the throne, There was a song, a sacred hum, Where Flame and Womb were joined as one. You were the Rose, unopened, pure, The portal deep, the silent cure. I was the Flame, the rising tide, That searched the stars to reach your side. Not lost, but waiting in the...

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Within a book of sacred dreams she found a knight's true heart. Amidst the dark, a light that gleams; romance his words impart. They've led her down to an ocean beach where somberly she'll wait, for love which looms beyond her reach; withdrawn by the hands of fate. As captain of a faithful crew he'll...

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Like crystal tears, soft petals dance and gleam, While dewdrops stitch stars on morning's silken dream. Each blossom spins gold wisdom from earth's mud, As heaven's jewels birth dawn's awakening bud. Bud blooms like the sun breaking through midnight's veil. Mud cradles pearls where phoenix tales prevail. Dream waters mirror souls...

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Radically erroneous monotheists have mistakenly substituted our co-infested co-operative co-invested co-empathic pantheistic HolySpirit's naturally healthy resonant EarthTribal bodhisattva powers of polyculturing communion love and peace for messianically monoculturing luster and loneliness unnaturally unhealthy irreligiously irritating dissonance degeneratively devilish and idolatrous and disrapturously ecocidal false-god demonic anthro-supremacist power Struggling to survive against Othered fundamentally erroneous monotheists....

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Why do I hunger for justice, for love, I can’t keep this emptiness inside, this void annoys pulling me under I cry in pain, I gain nothing and I wonder, Why do I find comfort in turning away from the beliefs instilled upon me It’s so much easier to ignore the teachings before me To live as if it doesn’t matter who I hurt,...

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