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Of all raw passions, kiss alone
Seals lips but opens hearts
So short its distance
Be it of blood or two souls,
To fulfil immortality in life
Is woman's truth
Whose sole deed is
To disclose us to ourselves,
Poetic Masterpiece: A Childbirth Of Profundity.
Like delivery of Divine Revelations
which favours calmness of wilderness;
It's brought forth in Creative-Glory-Of-Solitude:
What is seen is not the Truth
What is cannot be said
Trust comes not without seeing
Nor understanding without words
I met a friend
about the summer
The flowers are on the table
January 1912, Mzansi brought forth a child
In a harsh political climate
Destined to free her people
Bound to cruel Fate
In an errant venture in curiosity -
lured from savvy of cooler judgment,
he oversteps the bounds of reality
into a state of altered awareness.
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
Exposed on the cliffs of the heart. Look, how tiny down there,
look: the last village of words and, higher,
(but how tiny) still one last
farmhouse of feeling. Can you see it?
The God separated a spirit from Himself and fashioned it into Beauty. He showered upon her all the blessings of gracefulness and kindness. He gave her the cup of happiness and said, 'Drink not from this cup unless you forget the past and the future, for happiness is naught but the moment.'
I am the lover's eyes, and the spirit's
Wine, and the heart's nourishment.
I am a rose. My heart opens at dawn and
The virgin kisses me and places me
To whoever is not listening to the sea
this Friday morning, to whoever is cooped up
in house or office, factory or woman
or street or mine or harsh prison cell;
What is air pollution?
book defines as contamination of gases;
But is the definition this much only,
or you think there's some more, yes there is!
An angel floated overhead,
With such soft gentle eyes,
I lay entranced upon my bed,
'Is this like when one dies? ',
Twenty-eight naked young women bathed by the shore
Or near the bank of a woodland lake
Twenty-eight girls and all of them comely
Worthy of Mack Sennett's camera and Florenz Ziegfield's
For everything a reason
and a season under the sun;
every puzzle has its answer
that is not uniquely our own.
Butterfly in class
learns lessons along with kids.
Day starts with good wishes from the friends,
Gives feeling as if world never ends,
So much pleasure in accepting the greetings,
Promises to see and forward to meetings,
I can forgive people quickly release my resentment and set myself free compassion is my compass I am willing to hold space for the experience of others I send a prayer of love to all beings in need of a miracle I accept the gifts I've been given as a high service to the world I celebrate my progress awareness not perfection is the goal guidance is available to me now I know that Angels ancestors and spirit guides are always at my hand do not walk alone I trust that my intuition is always leading me in the right direction
being of awareness
awareness of being
the fourth space of awareness-mindfulness actless
The fact is for two weeks the library was closed, hence i travel about 8km and for this reason with my own bare feet to use the internet and as a result i am being left behind as i need to upload more poems, hence to create an e-book before mental health awareness month for this matter.
The ultimate awareness is unconditional Love
It is not the physical outcome that satiate the spirit
It is the totality of all possible outcomes that illuminate the spirit
The strong positive charge of Love will ultimately come back to you
Mind, intellect ego, nor echoes they spell,
Nor sense of hearing, speech, nor of smell,
Nor am I earth, fire, air, nor yet space,
I'm Shiva, awareness and bliss.
I. Semper Fidelis
For thousands of years they've been alone
This cold place doesn't truly feel like home;
Awareness on breathing- ins and breathing- outs.......
Many people chose the path of knowledge
Not knowing that knowledge is a substance
Not to be consumed with narrow mindedness
But to absorbed with no strings attached
Blessed thy more then the Words more than less the meaning we found. An awareness needed so giveth I do to the Stars be better Bourne. For how long has this flame died in shame, depression, and practice. Need well you do were is your GOD... For it is your language that give you life. So there you find answer. Portrait and picture or allusions bearing in the moment and never in the future.
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