I felt a calling though far away
So I gently left my host.
Passing many universes I began to near
A new loved one in a speckled blue universe.
His spirit was in the ether waiting for me
Like it had been many times over fifteen years.
I glided slowly closer and telepathically asked to enter.
I could see and feel his heart pounding
The beats rising as he pondered me entering everyone of his cells.
Yes he said, enter.
And I merged with him filling him with the spirit and love.
His heart relaxed as he dispelled fear to embrace pure bliss.
His meditation was over so I let him know I was leaving.
I could feel his amazement as he flew back to his body
A new one called in a different place far away
And so I hurried to gain another soul.
The first goal of meditation is often to empty the body of all thought, peace love harmony balance are sought, this poem extends into the telepathic meeting of souls across the universe in the ether through meditation. 'His spirit was in the ether waiting for me... I glided slowly closer and telepathically asked to enter.' 'Soul Collector' as a meditative motif, speaks with a clear message, the desire for comfort in a reality of attained peace with a higher consciousness.
Write comment. Such a nice poem, Paul T. P. B. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks
I know I can improve :) if only there were more souls to collect.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Meeting Of Souls the first goal of meditation is often to empty the mind body of all thought peace love harmony balance are sought extending into potential possibilities a telepathic meeting of souls across vast universe in medium ether through meditation meditative motif speaks with a clear concise message soul desire for comfort in a reality of attained peace with a higher consciousness Dedicated to the poet Paul T P Burne.