Ever Upwards I Traverse Greater Densities
Unto the Zenith, Up High, 9 Realms to Infinity
9 Propensities and All Is Dust in the Twilight
Now I Burn like the Sun in Hindsight,
Zin Uru, Into the Oort where Sorrow knows Not My Name
Not Thy Fate, for I Soar Unhinged like a Wyld Sage
Into the Stars, Into the Beyond, I Tread Threads past Asininity
through Valleys of Flowers Of Life and Infinities,
One Step North, I Sail past the Simulation Code
a Greater Equation, I Am Forever Hasten Forth
Wish I was the cold, ethereal breeze, that could calm everyone....
An exquisite zephyr a child craves for, peeping from the classroom window...
Zealous enough to light a tiny girl’s heart,
Descending from the zenith to the deep, silent seas.
Rising from the ever-widening ocean,
Weaving through trembling trees.....
And slipping into every unreachable corner of the world... Carrying the soft whisper of forgotten lands,
Brushing away the heat of heavy minds... Matched with the bold thunder, I’d be a timid rain-sneeze...
Wish I was that cold, ethereal breeze ...
O zenith, at the apex.
What lives within thy zone?
Zodiac, thy spell is hex!
Zero at the Bone!
Narrow fellow? Let's be mellow.
Mine and thine machine.
No use saying sweet hello?
Yellow, mix with green.
O anaconda empire!
In swampland, what to dread?
Circumstances! Guns for hire!
Butter without bread!
Flame immortal, writhe within!
Blanch my dreams, O Sin!
Deadly venom, scour my skin!
Vicious fight to win!
Lord of greatest house, titmouse?
Ran right up her blouse?
O for those who gasoline douse!
Sycophant and souse!
Young sir, who ought we deter?
Real world, fade to blur.
Mongrel, pedigrees. O cur:
Life goes in a whir.
Hummingbird, wings. O hornet, stings.
Sorcerer, thy rings.
Never mind nefarious things?
Nature's ding-a-lings.
Proofs for equations, elk? Eel?
Antelope, hope. Seal:
What to buy and what to steal?
Gods of death, thy deal...
One grand day when I was young,
'twas then Godzilla fought King Kong.
Existence reached its highest rung,
but, in that, something was so wrong.
Of Cocoa Puffs, I'd had my fill,
but the future was downhill.
The embodiment of unique sensual existence,
life is the construct of esoteric sublime elements,
suffused supremely with the aspects of devout spirit
within the transcendent trinity of heart, mind and soul.
Beneath the sensitive surface of mortal perception,
my heart resonates the silent cadence of inner intent,
modulated by the inspiring melody of awareness,
that harmonizes with the concerto of awakening.
Under the multi-layered lattice of the architect mind,
the soul at the immeasurable meditative depth,
where consciousness is the light of eternal truth,
enduringly reflects the preeminence of heavenly glow.
Beneath the serene facade of rippling feelings,
the benign mind transitorily builds sensory images
on the fleeting screen of spiritual mindfulness,
transmitted inward to set the soul on divine flight.
Released from the psychic clasp of karmic destiny,
my essence transcends the limits of time and space.
The intent to embrace the realm of perpetual peace
arouses my soul to ascent to the zenith of godliness.
Lay your head lightly on your pillow
As I will mirror on my own
Remembrances of yesteryears
dancing in our dreams
My ray of light,My ever,My very own sunbeam
Zenith of being human
By Michelle Morris
09/11/2023
The echoes of the losses
May remain in your soul forever
But remember that it is an indicator
That you were connected to other souls
The love and light and shadows
The heartbreak and joy and peace
It's all part of the experience
This human thing we need
So, don't be afraid to feel it
Don't be afraid of the abyss or the altar
Our emotions keep us human
But our divinity frees us to live exalted
The echoes of our faith and hope
The depth of our love and commitment
It's the zenith of being human
It's incredible and special and unlimited
We are all designed to be magical
For we are creatures created from stardust
We are warm and sparkly and inimitable
A blessed part of our Universe's eternal vastness
© Michelle Morris, 2023
Written: October 17, 2023
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breeze of zeal wheezed
the zephyr sings through the trees~
insight reach zenith
At its zenith, the summer sun
Shines in a cloudless sky
And when the sultry day is done
It slowly says goodbye
At its zenith, the summer sun
Can make a person sweat
Taking part in indoor games fun
Is then the safest bet
At its zenith, the summer sun
Can glare with fiery heat
To a shelter, you better run
With sun, you can't compete.
14th May 2023
For Constance La France's "Writing challenge - 'Z' words" contest
When sun whispers goodnight to crimson skies,
and clouds turn from lavender to soft grey
sun glides away to shine in others' eyes
zenith is sun's place to herald each day.
Sun god Helios rode from east to west
pausing in zenith to admire his throng.
Then hurried on, as day's movement was best
and, somewhere, summer days wished to be long.
Coming from Arabic, zenith now means
“highest point,” roughly, where Sun sits at noon
Sun never quite relinquishes its gleams
when viewed as opposite, lights a full moon.
Earth revolves and to Zenith sun rises
Sun stirs golden rays with a gilded spoon
Once a day, even when cloud disguises,
sun is at zenith, then races with moon.
May 13, 2023
for "Word Challenge--Z Words"
by Constance La France
"Tranquility prevails in the tormented soul
as life's pious path ends at the peak of peace" - Quote by Poet
The almighty takes care of us,
He showers the benevolence with love.
As the cornucopia of His blessings overflows,
the divine ambiance in our midst grows.
When fear haunts us in the darkest of nights,
He melts it in the glow of the heavenly light.
His bountiful benediction is like the seamless sky,
where with boundless joy we soar high.
The kindness of our hearts we get from Him,
live the devout life filled with empathy.
Our mortal existence is for divine purpose,
over time with His will we reach the acme of wisdom.
In toiling times that we often helplessly face,
we get from Him the benign gift of sanguine solace.
Yearning for His blessings with earnest devotion,
we attain in our blessed lives the zenith of bliss.
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May 13. 2023
Word Chosen : Zenith
Writing Challenge - "Z" Words
Sponsored by : Constance La France
Almighty bestows blessings from above,
wraps us with joy, soul knows,
showers kindness with endless love,
faith in us grows .
Gloom enfolding us in darkness of night
dissolves by God’s decree,
the rising sun of divine light
glows His glory.
Quietude prevails in agonized mind,
life’s righteous path we view.
After storm, trove of peace we find
in truth anew.
Prey of sin we won’t be with His mercy,
we’ll rise from dark abyss,
reach with devotion being free
zenith of bliss.
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December 24, 2022
Syllable count checked with HMS
Contest : Writing Challenge - Zip, Zig, Zag, Zing
Sponsored by : Constance La France
Sun up in the sky
The longest day of the year
Looking in for growth
Sitting and manifesting
Welcome to Summer Solstice
lizards mating die in electric lines
snakes coil hibernate lay eggs ---
dogs die crossing highways
same could be said of every animal
none is great when impulse strikes ---
could man claim exception?
19 May 2022
Old Man Winter has arrived, his boots placed firmly on the ground.
A vulgar display of wealth, assets scattered all around.
A robust distortion of nature, his domination now takes the stage.
With oversight and command, correspondence now serves his rage.
Gone are the days of thunder, lightning dancing across the sky.
With his cold and blowing wind, we’re stuck indoors just left to sigh.
A blizzard up here in the north, will overpower this fertile land.
With snowplows and generators, we’re able to take a stand.
When he rears his ugly head, with shovels we’re forced to fight.
These battles can rage, all day and often into the night.
A clear and present danger, we must respect this vile behemoth.
Precautions will save your life, when this old man has reached his zenith.
The blizzard will slowly fade, the sky will clear, and winds recede.
We’ll weather every storm; we are a hardy breed.
Life here in the north is not for the faint of heart.
We have a unique obsession, that’s why we stay and play our part.
12/5/21
“Z” Contest, New or Old – Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
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