Unfoldment Poems - Poems about Unfoldment

... Magical, mysterious, completely incomprehensible! Is there anything more divine than a seed, Any seed, large or small, any size at all? Infused within its compact evolving time capsule Is w......

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...the Guru chakra throbs steadily reassuring heart and gentling mind soma nectar trickles, pheromones mingle our pristine presence is with existence aligned the vertical magnetic grid, ov......

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...promises and prophesies are in timeless time fulfilled in as they take time to manifest after being created in the ethereal all that that has been set into motion is beheld by us in childlike ......

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...Vibrant aloneness Embracing tranquil peace In a time stretched continuum Vibrant silence gets a new name As nodes within throb with joy Enlivened by bliss currents Presen......

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...Every becoming part of a flower is a meditation by rote. From seed to lovely bloom a processional unfoldment. When the bloom wilts beauty unveils, the flower sleeps as if day were night and a......

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... 15.4 “You are not the body You do not have a body You neither do nor enjoy You are Awareness only--the timeless Witness You are free Go in happiness” 15.5 “Attachment and a......

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... awareness self aware of dark veils of ignorance shrouding our consciousness rotates polarity of sentience to view inner luminescence the offered enablement seen by periscope......

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...Who’s to say Route of pathway For each bliss hue Fresh & new Every unfoldment Pristine & innocent Spontaneity Of Ohm continuity A divine caress As lovers confess Burning yearning For co......

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...Divine spirituality oozes into atmosphere Your unfoldment is a matter of time By Divine’s grace, in cosmos timing, not ours. Trust in the divine, surrender in the perfection Underpinning of et......

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...By Your grace I have life immortal; the seed of you, called Man, who buds and blossoms, breathes in and out (respiration of creation) each new journey one of ever greater unfoldment-- I ha......

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...Do, at night, flowers dream of their death? The thought, admittedly is a poetic one, but I find that absurdity, is often a step ahead of knowledge. I, being less self-absorbed than the frailest w......

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...It is as if I strangely sit between unfoldment and the pit turn the heart and bend the lip of ageless silent sun and trees of passing pageants aimed to please the garish and the blinded throng fro......

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...FIREWORKS The initial joy Of a firework Is not in the sparkle shower But at the exact moment of BURST! Something in one’s very bones Recalls creation Life proclaiming self A coming out of......

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...The great paradox, A mighty creative star-burst, A once unified power, Dynamically out-sourcing in a display, Of awesome light and heat, Of gravitational attraction and boyant levity, The genes......

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...The Story of History Beyond those beaten days’ depleted daylight Beyond the bathos of a pandemic bondage With the resurrected sashay’s charmed night Down in the dumps at the pretentious prosc......

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