Simon Poems - Poems about Simon

Love alone heals soul’s wounds which our heart feels, dissolving all opposites in its womb, sensing God in all forms, His light reveals, as cravings of lower mind we exhume, that throb of bliss magnetism may resume. Recognising we are spirit, not form, it is natural with love to conform, breath by breath feeling the touch of God’s hand, tranquil and at peace,...

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happy hormone it’s home grown dear dethrone ego...

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Leonard Simon Nimoy the Enterprise did employ he logically was very proper and was able to live long and prosper ...

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Paul Frederick Simon who is nicknamed rhymin’ for a while on Art Garfunkel was reliant and gave us The Sounds of Silence ...

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From the time of Jesus' betrayal to the time of his death, there were several names mentioned--some several times. A few like mine were mentioned only once. For example, Malchus whose ear was cut off by Peter, Annas, a relative of the High Priest, and my two sons Alexander and Rufus who were not in...

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minus thoughts, our ego recedes we’re pure awareness, self-aware in the void, we lay our soul bare we shift to heart, where God’s love breeds delight as pheromones mingle making eye of our mind single bliss magnetism, feeble form feeds look at it as kundalini or simply call it the genie God is He, who does all the deeds we are a humble receptor bliss...

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Between action and inaction, lies the optimal middle way, of soul’s vibrance gaining traction, invoking in time, divine grace. With silence as our default mode, feeling how polarities merge, ineffable bliss fills our form and as we sing to God an ode, bliss magnetism begins to surge, sweeping us away in love’s storm. The simple shift from head to heart and thereafter melding with space, in time...

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Thrill to craft poetry with motives simon-pure Analogous to beckoning think fickle finger of fate doth allure gussied up with windswept orange coiffure tantalizes like a kid in a candy store to explore amidst treasure trove of words galore recollecting when yours truly a spunky lad though physically, and emotionally immature to curry spicy relationship (aside from being oblivious to a golden opportunity) with Meena Ravel, a high...

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what’s revealed remains concealed for those who as yet dwell in the dark but if they wish, they too can be healed truth is simple, straightforward and stark voids within fill if we choose to be still ascending along love’s upward arc easy becomes soul’s ascent uphill upon surrendering, making heart pure in stream of bliss we then drink to our...

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Define love Words fail us We dissolve What is God Love and light Say no more To ascend Slow down thought Gentle touch...

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IT’S SIMPLE, SIMON Simple Simon met the pieman, In the superstore. He asked how much, the pieman said, “Two pounds twenty-four.” “They used to be a penny,” Simon said with indignation. The pieman said, “Since this was written, They’ve been subject to inflation.” Simon said, “I’m stoney broke, Times are very hard. I haven’t any cash left And I’ve maxed my credit card.” “I’m sorry,” said the...

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Hard turning in either direction will Bring you to the same conclusion.' If you think on this? You might solve The current double illusion !...

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the world is vast and we are small but if we choose we can expand birthing a magnetic bliss squall that deeper truths we understand to enable this just be still that divine grace be thus invoked and by surrendering our will soul presence is with God’s light yolked...

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To heighten awareness, begin and then pause, choosing to loosen up and lighten the heart, musing mindfully to determine the cause, that in the first place led strange stirrings to start. Poised in the void, no longer by thoughts decoyed, we retrieve light of soul, pure and unalloyed, recognising that this life is but a dream, manifested by desires we chose to...

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Imagine head capped with currents of bliss, enabled by God’s magnetism at play, ushering rapture where nothing’s amiss, renewing itself thus, day after day. In the vast, vibrant void, soul makes its stand, discarding every conditioned belief, free from fear fetters that we understand, silence alone lets us turn a new leaf. Soma nectar drips, our attention grips, that the bubble of delusion may...

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