Short Communing Poems

Solitude will breathe
Spiritual introspection
Communing with God...

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Only when writing
do you become ageless
Communing with eternity
— transcending time

(Dreamsleep: February, 2024)
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Counterparts,we
two becoming one

Co-relatives,yet
two becoming one

Communing,now as 
two becoming one

Christian Marriage
two becoming one...

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   Ah, communing with Nature is nice
      'til Winter arrives with its ice

   But this year green bushes will choke us
      'cos they'll be teeming with locusts
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Counterparts,we
two becoming one

Male & female,equivalents


Communing,now 
two becoming one

Male & female,complemented 

Christian Marriage
                             two becoming one...

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red cardinal visit
our daughter is delighted
less thrilled about coon

country lifestyle
invites and welcomes creatures
raccoon quite at home

cat observes from chair
prissily sits on high ground
communing both...

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all together,
clasp 
       hands
round and
           round
dancing,
enjoying
        life
        at pace,
communing
        as one
in this race....
       of life

Part 2 inspired bythe Archers theme clip...

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Imagine
you can see
what your ears hear
and they see
what your eyes watch
as you dwell
in the
Sanctum Sanctorum
of prayer
while communing 
with The Most High
whose returned gifts
are beyond
all other words
except:
“Halleluiah…Amazing Grace!”...

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At times
        I feel just
                 utterly lonesome
                          even amid a jubilating crowd.

Other times 
        I'm swept away 
                 by deep joy, communing 
                          with silence soothingly loud!...

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Eden lies within;
No physical place;
We could all be in
A real Eden if
We looked to find it.

Inside one’s self
With no dark thoughts; 
Communing with,
Higher spirits.

Go inside 
Of yourself;
Search your soul.

Peace you
Will find...

There.
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Wandering, lost in darkness
Flowing toward the light
tracing ever more
communing without sight
elected to fly
demented inside
powerful waves of joy sent us free
loving delight
belong to peace
witness the sky come alive
managing the shadows comply
wisdom to be still in this night...

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In the empty expanse of my soul ~ 
	I hear a welcome voice

In the shadows surrounding me ~
	I feel a soothing hand

In the boorish bars of my mind ~
	I taste a selfless love

In the murky mirror of my life ~
	I see a forgiving face

Communing with God ~
	I am sensorily complete....

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Communing with bees,
my soul feels adulation
and harmony reigns.

I adore my bees,
they exude adoration
for me, in return.

The bees and I know
with mutual respect, we
can all get along.

Patience is the key
that unlocks harmony’s door;
then we can walk through.
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A flame among the heavens.
Burning midnight sky.
Afterwards, in the burnt ashes.
Are where the flames now lie.

We've had our little visit.
Communing with the night.
Showing all the universe.
Inner earthly light.

For Nette's contest, shine with your Naani.
Written by Robert Johnson  on June 23rd, 2014...

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exuding hope and love
sprinkling joy on ordinariness of the day

they take turns following
communing in a telepathic way
cats, dogs, bunnies, lambs, deer, squirrel,

finding each other
giving each other hope
sharing optimism and joy

in every meadow, barnyard and woods
not able to help themselves...

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The green tree, home to Jenny Wren,
Sits on a lush oasis at the back of my yard.
As sunlight penetrates
Find me sitting on a shady bench
Eye to eye with these tiny creatures,
Relaxing to the flutter of their wings
As they continue
Going about their lives
Unafraid of my presence,
Communing with my spirit....

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Marvelous fellowship time
Worshiping God with bliss-grace
Along His goodness' sweet chime
My heart joins Him in blessed praise.

Meditating with delight
Rejuvenating spirit
I abide in Christ's truth-light
Communing* around His writ.

*Genesis 18:33 And the LORD…communing with Abraham…

August 3, 2019...

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And God called the dry land
Earth, and I
Built from dust of water
Became the place
Where form met
With spirit
The image forget
It is eternal past
In a moment's prayer
Consumed.
And all this soul
Only to map
From creation to restoration
The gospel deeper
Mysteries
Of love:
Man and God communing
In a speck
Of little dust....

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I shall take my morning walk,
communing with the birds and talking
to myself while reading Kafka,
glancing at the latest headlines.
Dear Stravinsky's 'Rite' is slighted,
(he'll be back when ears are righted.)
When I smell a rose I'm prompted 
to recall a certain lady, gifted with
a strange perception, I must sadly 
take exception, for the moment anyway....

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Peaceful meadow felt like consecrated ground.
Barely a noise, one songbird’s tweets.
Lovelier on this summer morning than I could have imagined.
I reposed in the grass, smelling lavender nearby.

Lying on my back, communing with the sun,
I felt like God had created this dreamscape especially for me.
A blue dragonfly zipped into my view, then gone.
Her presence verified my feeling; consecrated ground....

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beyond cobalt horizon’s expanse
fishing ships far offshore call to me
how joyful were those years
casting, catching, communing
lines between God and nature faded

ocean tides rule my life
joy ebbs farther each moment
bright yellow days of prosperity
displaced by lonely indigo nights
wishing the sea were still my playground

eyes now scan a blue bedroom's walls
      blues from a radio taunt my heart...

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My treasure is where my heart resides
My heart is in Heaven communing with the Lord
Heaven holds my treasures, a chest of blessings, love and peace
No, this world cannot quench the thirst of my soul
My mansion waits in God’s kingsom, a place prepared for me
He has promised me the key to a home where all suffering ceases.
One, sweet day, He will wipe the tears from my eyes
I will want for only the treasures He can provide...

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When my spirit is communing
On a deeper higher level
My feeble lips cannot form words
So angels often take them
Directly to the heart of God
He gift wrap them in mercy
Sends them back to me
In blankets of blissful blessing
Rippling in my life, renewing my mind
With cascading shades of rainbow
Until my voice returns with splendor
Giving back to Him what He has given me
Knowing He will soon return it
With ultimate crescendo
Of abundance of rain...

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