Funeral Spiritual Poems

Earth Eulogy

By Mark D. Stucky
She was a good planet,
put to death in her prime
by a pandemic of people.
Homo-sapiens was a disease
with mutating and metastasizing
technological and...

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Mistakenly believing we’re body-mind,
bewildered by fear and enslaved by desire,
we fail to see head and heart are not aligned
with love, so the objects we seek...

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On befriending silence, heart’s still
whence voids within, on their own fill,
bliss beats rise within, all home grown,
path of love by God has been shown.

Who in...

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Acoustic dancers in the air,
symphony of multimetal harmony,
resonates the melody of human soul
in enchanting echo of sonorous spell.

The bells chime for somebody, 
serenades the tune...

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Emerging from a fulcrum deep within,
arises a humming, magnetic pull,
which in each moment does afresh begin,
drenching us with bliss, making heart feel full.
Rapture ignition, thus...

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Become your best soul 
(Warriors for the Light)
By Michelle Morris
09/09/2023

Do you sometimes think
Your life is going completely awry?
Off the rails onto a funeral pyre?

You look...

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After her mother passed a blue butterfly stopped by
Flitted among her zinnias, landed on a yellow one
Rhonda paid attention, it seemed to be important
Was this...

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Ice formed in craggy spirals 
Upside down and billowed
on the outstretched arms
of a winter dead willow
still awaiting Spring’s charm

sunlight peered through 
the glistening frozen crystals...

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Dream, dreams of empire
in realms vision scapes
an infinite fire…

Standing, casting away all thoughts 
onto the shores of a world afar 

As the Red Sea’s meet
in...

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Fall if you must... But always rise again... Be like the phoenix. 

Phoenix
By Michelle Morris
23/04/2020

When your
World is set
On fire,
Let it burn,
Let it burn...

Like a
Funeral pyre,
Nothing...

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For far too long 
I had allowed myself
to be scorched 
by constant heartbreaks
and broken dreams 
through the flames of the enemy
constantly spinning my wheels
and seeking...

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The bar door is ajar only fading voices
echo into the void, from nowhere...and afar!

Here n there, trash drifts
ghosts in flickering neon 

Broken floating bloated 
dead...

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Please don't bury me
By Michelle Morris
12/01/2023

Please don't bury me under that apple tree
So beautiful and abundant
It needs space for life to experience
Its shade and soft...

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Sackcloth and ashes
blood and steel clashes 

carbon dust burnt at last 
digging the umber crust

sackcloth and ashes lie 
as time passes into the future 

it...

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Our family has strong spiritual beliefs.
We do not believe in death of a soul.
Only death of flesh which we do not need in heaven.
For good...

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