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RE: Poetry - Nabil Naser - 01-02-2011
Now
Every night has a story
Some short and pleasurable
Some long and miserable
Every night searches for answers
For origins of the light
Every day is a poem
Descriptive yet ironic
It ends in wonder
Apprehension of the night
There seems not to be
But an in-between
Color within
Black & white
RE: Poetry - Experience You - 01-02-2011
"I Dream in color" By Conjure One ( New album)
I look at the river
But I'm thinking of the sea
The past overwritten
By what I hope to be
I search for the essence
It's my command
That is the center
It's what I demand
In my mind
I'm standing in a glasshouse
Looking below
Don't want to look without seeing
Don't want to touch without feeling
I dream in colour, yes
I dream in colour
When the world's in black and sepia tone
Or in sleepy monochrome
I dream in colour, yes
I dream in colour
I see much further than this
I see much further than this, yeah
In a room with no windows
And painted doors
Where once was my ceiling
Now is the floor
My landscape is changing
From out of the dust
It's some kind of healing
Like the sun's coming up
In my mind
I'm standing in a glasshouse
Looking below
Don't want to hear without listening
Don't want to talk without speaking
I dream in colour, yes
I dream in colour
When the world's in black and sepia tone
Or in sleepy monochrome
I dream in colour, yes
I dream in colour
I see much further than this
I see much further than this, yeah
I dream in colour, yes
I dream in colour
When the world's in black and sepia tone
Or in sleepy monochrome
I dream in colour, yes
I dream in colour
I see much further than this
I see much further than this
I can see through the fog of gray
Got a window on the world
I can sweep it all away
Got a window on the world
Don't want to look without seeing
Don't want to touch without feeling
I dream in colour, yes
I dream in colour
When the world's in black and sepia tone
Or in sleepy monochrome
I dream in colour, yes
I dream in colour
I see much further than this
There's got to be more than this, yeah
I dream in colour
I dream in colour
When the world's in black and sepia tone
Or in sleepy monochrome
I dream in colour
I dream in colour, yeah
I dream in colour
I dream in colour
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SINa6qi5NC8
bees . . . - haqiqu - 01-02-2011
the bees believe that flowers
display their colors
and present their
innermost petals solely
for the bees' benefit;
supplying
nutrition for the hive
providing nectar for
the honey making
thus bringing
contentment and joy.
but for the flowers
the bees
are merely the means
by which the flowers
make love
and multiply.
yosy flug
The Dancer - Nabil Naser - 01-03-2011
Here comes the dancer
Jumping and strolling
Wobbling like a baby
Legs and arms talking
Never saying more
Than perhaps and maybe
A mask of emotions
No one can truly see
Here goes the dancer
Spinning like a star
In waves of ecstasy
Banging at doors
Stomping the floors
Of alternate reality
Like magic
He disappears
Then suddenly reappears
Just like me
NN
RE: Poetry - Protonexus - 01-03-2011
Were there a way to grasp you
I wouldn't dare to try it, nor
Even if a petty coax or two
Would bring you to my door
As time rolls on so does love
Unchanging but never the same
Gliding in air like two doves
Unconditional love without shame
This is free flowing never ending
Unrequited would belie me
To you I am expressing
This grace, simply to be
Effortless in motion, forever
Evolving to suit the moment
All the words, blunt or clever
Couldn't tell this exponent
Love that feels older than time
Yet fresher than morning dew
How could it be more sublime
I will share it all with you
Fly free in the winds I have brought
These words I weave are found
Because I have you in thought
Fly even with feet on the ground
Bring me to my knees instead
I'll be no more worried
Than if I left a word unsaid
What need to be hurried
Timeless is my way and path
Let the tide carry us away
Souls and waves in a warm bath
If that is all we do, no dismay
A circle drawn in the sand
No more permanent than I
Love undying is far more grand
Your beauty is forever in my eye
I am alive, why is it that I dream to live by dying
Trembling in creation's turbulence is my birthright
Through the loss of imaginary roots I am free by flying
Not lost, floating by virtue there is nothing to flee or fight
I am not a god, but I was born to be one
I am my own deity, but I cannot rule
I am only a piece of infinity, a thing that can't be won
Washing over me in waves, I am shaped like a tool
No hardness left I become as water
Passing through any obstacle without effort
In more ways that words can describe, I subsist
I am shaped by a shapeless self-deity
In this relationship between It and I - I exist
Always in motion, awash in the void of piety
I am all of my parts, not any single one
Focus shift determines reality
I am multiple simultaneous realities as a sum
I am past, present, and future in multple possibility
Nothing at all, yet everything
Contained in the same space
Running in place toward nothing
As water returns to the sea at its own pace
I shall return to myself
Back to something I never left
To die again another day
Awash in the nameless I float away
With hallowed places in mind
A fantasy world in place
Falling forward, from behind
A subtle push to keep pace
Tattered rags, fractured dreams
Wounds for all to see
Gathering flowers and sunbeams
Smiling face and full of glee
Its hard to understand joy
Burning up in flames of renewal
Its better than buying a ploy
Planning out your own funeral
A moment of thought
The thought of a moment
Beyond time we're taught
This is the end of torment
One moment fodder for next
A never ending story
No need to be perplexed
For there is no glory
Waiting for nothing
Swallowing all that is
Dreaming for awakening
The purpose is this
There is no I before all
We, you, I, they; are the same
Every way but the small,
In every thought without blame
RE: Poetry - Nabil Naser - 01-04-2011
What is it that we seek?
What are we searching for?
Is it peace?
Within and without
Or is it belief
In being
Perhaps it is to fill
a monstrous appetite
Or to serve and comfort
the mother queen
Maybe it is just questions
that we seek
endless questions
Where am I?
And where have I been?
Should I head back to sea?
Or wait by the shore
Here, wherever here is
Is here, it seems, to stay
To run is just the same
For here is there again
RE: Poetry - Nabil Naser - 01-04-2011
Always look for the warmth
The energy and the inner glow
Wreck the substance
Collect the waves
Form circles of light
And create
The energy of being
And compassion
And a new reality
Of love and peace
Mysteries, Yes - haqiqu - 01-04-2011
Mysteries, Yes
Truly, we live with mysteries too marvelous
to be understood.
How grass can be nourishing in the
mouths of the lambs.
How rivers and stones are forever
in allegiance with gravity
while we ourselves dream of rising.
How two hands touch and the bonds
will never be broken.
How people come, from delight or the
scars of damage,
to the comfort of a poem.
Let me keep my distance, always, from those
who think they have the answers.
Let me keep company always with those who say
"Look!" and laugh in astonishment,
and bow their heads.
~ Mary Oliver ~
(Evidence)
So many beautiful vistas, so simply put.
Thanks for posting, my friends.
Awareness - Nabil Naser - 01-04-2011
Clouds of thought surround ideas.
Within which they brightly shine.
Clouds of Ideas envelop choices.
From which decisions are made.
Points of being congregating
Shining within and without.
Decisions made, always made.
In time - Nabil Naser - 01-04-2011
And then
In a moment of realization
Your humanity catches up
While you socialize
Anxiety and guilt
Guilt and anxiety
Neither is real
Yet ruling your reality
How could you?
In social company
Feel your humanity?
RE: Poetry - Nabil Naser - 01-05-2011
Smoke the pipe of peace
Declare this war the last
You are the individual
And the collective
You are attractive
And reflective
Worries - Nabil Naser - 01-08-2011
Anxiety and guilt
That’s the most we should fear
Yet without apprehension.
We would disappear.
So many beginnings
To get to start
Like warm smiles
Pleasing the heart.
There is the mind
Living everywhere
Within the soul
Loving but fair
Machines roar
Tigers in disguise
Little maps for
Our universe
World of probabilities
Illusion and realty
Truths and possibilities
Chance and choices
Within and without
As we curiously
Wander about
RE: Poetry - Protonexus - 01-09-2011
Among turtle spirits and ancient rocks
Wisdom whispers with the waves
Golden rays of love to warm the soul
A gleam in the distance-age old secrets
Time weathered gifts that endure
Beyond measure the darkness gathers
The shadow of all that ever was
With form anew time after time
The truth shall erupt from night
Lights too bright only blind what is hidden
See with the light, seek in the dark
Veiled missions of enlightenment
Searching always for the end of entitlement
The light not seen is our own
The light of love, through our being we know
The rays of the sun are dim by comparison
To the infinite potential of the darker lights
As everything comes into alignment
Our affirmations stand and fly away
As the turtles play, so do the gifts
In the realm of love the mysteries dwell
The sea will flood our lives with abundance
The love will flood the world
Blessed are those that realize
The power of free choice
A willful decision is the prize
Matter forms with a voice
Speaking endless volumes
In form of space and time
Expressing subtle harmony
At this nexus of this rhyme
All one sweet symphony
The hidden is unveiled
Revealed is the shining power
The sword of truth unsheathed
At this minute of the hour
The sword of my mouth
Strikes as the bell of a clock
From north to south
All resonates in tender shock
Will'o'wisp in the mist
Without face or fist
Wishes and whispering
As new hopes spring
Gliding in guiding light
Nothing to flee or fight
Love to share, lots to spare
Give in spirit as a star flare
Dancing on ripples of light
Reflections of a joyful sprite
RE: Poetry - Protonexus - 01-16-2011
Dive into the verbose river
The waters of my mouth
Currents flow to deliver
The symbol of my truth
Ripples run the surface
The vibration of my throat
Running at a natural pace
The impurity begins to float
Washes away sediment
The waters do not yield
Over and under firmament
The eveloping liquid shield
Bring whats buried to light
The source of all life
Cycles of formless might
The drink to remedy strife
Approaching the ocean
The return to all-one
Ebb and flow in session
The verb to atone
RE: Poetry - Protonexus - 01-16-2011
Potential
Returning
Opening
Terra
Offerring
New
Experience
Xenoscape
Unfolding
Solace
In terms words can not describe
But with words we come to terms
With the love we share inside
The sea foam of the infinite tide
RE: Poetry - Protonexus - 01-17-2011
For all these words which may be expressed
Wherein the verbs call for actions that test
The integrity of the form of thought within
Mental alacrity in examination of fractals, then
Will begins manifestation of the base outline
When, where, why cocreation by virtue in trine
RE: Poetry - alchemikey - 01-19-2011
do you remember the sound of the breeze?
the way the leaves rustle upon the trees
do you remember the sound of the birds?
they have been chirping long before words
do you remember the feel of the dew?
no shoes blocking what nature has grew
do you remember the feel of the fire?
rise with the sun and as it sets...retire
do you remember the smell of the flowers?
how about the scent of the air when it showers?
do you remember the smell of the soil?
when your hands got dirty in a gardens' toil
do you remember the sight of the milky way?
as you jumped star to star in infinite play
do you remember the sight of the ocean?
its' vastness working just like a love potion
peace,
mikey
the way the leaves rustle upon the trees
do you remember the sound of the birds?
they have been chirping long before words
do you remember the feel of the dew?
no shoes blocking what nature has grew
do you remember the feel of the fire?
rise with the sun and as it sets...retire
do you remember the smell of the flowers?
how about the scent of the air when it showers?
do you remember the smell of the soil?
when your hands got dirty in a gardens' toil
do you remember the sight of the milky way?
as you jumped star to star in infinite play
do you remember the sight of the ocean?
its' vastness working just like a love potion
peace,
mikey
RE: Poetry - alchemikey - 01-20-2011
i woke up from a dream where this song was being sung:
run run waterfall...waterfall peaks
when your heart is touched then your eye leaks
down down down they fall...gently down your cheeks
tears are the silent way the source within speaks
shine shine inner light...inner light spread
that is your only task until your dead
fill fill fill your heart...empty out your head
radiate and share the truth...let it all be said
peace,
mikey
run run waterfall...waterfall peaks
when your heart is touched then your eye leaks
down down down they fall...gently down your cheeks
tears are the silent way the source within speaks
shine shine inner light...inner light spread
that is your only task until your dead
fill fill fill your heart...empty out your head
radiate and share the truth...let it all be said
peace,
mikey
RE: Poetry - alchemikey - 01-21-2011
(01-20-2011, 06:22 PM)alchemikey Wrote:i woke up from a dream where this song was being sung:
run run waterfall...waterfall peaks
when your heart is touched then your eye leaks
down down down they fall...gently down your cheeks
tears are the silent way the source within speaks
shine shine inner light...inner light spread
that is your only task until your dead
fill fill fill your heart...empty out your head
radiate and share the truth...let it all be said
laugh laugh joyful bard...joyful bard sing
like the russian pine...let your soul ring
out out out it soars...on an eagle's wing
love is really all you ever have to bring
center center now...one deep inside
be humble and release all of your pride
faith faith faith's enough...take it all in stride
welcome to the dreamtime...spend more of it outside
peace,
mikey
RE: Poetry - Protonexus - 01-22-2011
Fly away with me
To a place beyond reality
We won't shy away
From the dream play
Paint the wind with thought
Stories told, lessons taught
Colors unwind the mind
Streaming a vivid kind
Of living portrait of love
Stringing spirals into loops
Circles into portals and hoops
Needle eyes to thread
On the painting pass ahead
Our creation upon the wind
The door to soul opened
Fly with me, soar and see
Magnificience in motion, free
To be the pure intention
Our motivation and inspiration
Paint the wind with me
Set spirits upon the sky with glee
RE: Poetry - Protonexus - 01-23-2011
Be still dear one
I Am here with you
Light has shown
The way through
A veil of ignorance
Merely an illusion
A slight of cognizance
Steps of ascension
The universe smiles
Upon your sweet face
Children of Earth isles
Beautiful human race
You dwell not in dark
By other than choice
Clouds hide your ark
Your obsession with vice
Leave these by wayside
Love the subjective creation
Your birthright is inside
Family guides your illumination
Small steps or quantum leap
The choice is yours on the path
Wisdom and love shall seep
Into life as you agree, do the math
The angels guide you by angles
Of the sacred geometric pattern
Speaking fractal holographic tangles
Imagine Earth has rings like Saturn
You may find me there
I Am not hiding, I swear
I Am here to show you love
Unconditional, borderless
Beyond definition, this dove
That glides in light's dress
Oh to dance in the heavens
With you dear ones, bliss
Learn well the steps of seven
I Am certain you can't miss
The family you always know
Spirit connection, reflection
I Am that I Am being and glow
With the light for a fraction
Of what you have chosen is real
For your life, I Am in love with you
Life is more than an onion to peel
I Am waiting for the recipe that flew
Away when you were born to Earth
The one that returns with your wings
With your remembrance of birth
Into a loving, living universe that sings
Your name, dearest one, host
It is all of you that is loved most
RE: Poetry - Protonexus - 01-23-2011
Incredible, this lively display
of your dance and song.
Plumes illiminated by Sun's ray
tell of your presence among
the white crests of waves.
You erupt from the deep,
oceanborne creature that saves
a story of creation in a leap.
The steps of your ocean dance
are keys to the memories
of the beginning bodily stance.
Indexes of our shared histories.
Your song is intricate and
steeped in records of birth
and death. Whalesong grand,
be heard and seen in your mirth.
Your show is without equal
in its stunning simplicity with
acrobatics and echoed call.
Truly you live in music of myth.
Dear whales do you leap for us?
An invitation of communication?
You have a recognition to heal, thus
are your songs for inspiration?
Your council recieves gratitude,
your gentle, playful manner.
Thank you for the spiritual food,
your splash is a joyful banner.
RE: Poetry - Protonexus - 01-24-2011
I am in love with you, yes,
you who reads this poem.
Love in the Now I express,
in this moment, our home.
Stay with me for a bit,
forget the future or past.
We are the pieces to fit
together, hold the canvas fast.
The interaction of you and I,
we, each of us makes this art.
Now that we are here, sigh-
relief and comfort will start-
though they never stopped.
These words, as you read
are brushstrokes topped
with interpretation you breed
as you feel it in your heart.
If this alone would help heal,
consider this our piece of art.
Every word here and in you seal
the sacred circle of our intent.
Every brush of the verbal palette
brings us closer to true element.
The kernal of truth, we are souls
in love, this is our masterpiece.
We each have our chosen roles
but we all coalesce in deep peace.
Paint with me, refresh your resevoir.
Be with me in all encompassing
acceptance and experience the terroir
of the plane of love and sing
with me the colors of our spirit.
I am in love with you, in you,
when you read this you hear it
from inside. Experience two -
As one. Remember our masterpiece.
RE: Poetry - alchemikey - 01-25-2011
write down the first thought that comes to your mind
whether it is judgmental or whether it is kind
it doesn't matter...for as you seek below you find
that beneath every single word sweet silence does bind
pretend for a moment that this is all a dream
you just became lucid...now what do you deem?
you have the power to create...a limitless stream
focus your attention into an intentional beam
no longer a gap between desire and its' manifestation
creating what you want is as effortless as respiration
with this awakening arises a feeling of utmost elation
there is only make believe...one infinite imagination
so what do you feel within? is this really possible?
are you ready for this power?...to be truly responsible
from nothing to something...thoughts seem impossible
thinking is magnetic magic...i repeat...be responsible
peace,
mikey
whether it is judgmental or whether it is kind
it doesn't matter...for as you seek below you find
that beneath every single word sweet silence does bind
pretend for a moment that this is all a dream
you just became lucid...now what do you deem?
you have the power to create...a limitless stream
focus your attention into an intentional beam
no longer a gap between desire and its' manifestation
creating what you want is as effortless as respiration
with this awakening arises a feeling of utmost elation
there is only make believe...one infinite imagination
so what do you feel within? is this really possible?
are you ready for this power?...to be truly responsible
from nothing to something...thoughts seem impossible
thinking is magnetic magic...i repeat...be responsible
peace,
mikey
Proverbios y Cantares XXIX - haqiqu - 01-26-2011
Friends, I'm glad there's a "like" button here. I love all your work. Thanks for sharing.
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Proverbios y Cantares XXIX -- Antonio Machado
Wayfarer, the only way
is your footsteps, there is no other.
Wayfarer, there is no way,
you make the way by walking.
As you go, you make the way
and stopping to look behind,
you see the path that your feet
will never travel again.
Wayfarer, there is no way -
Only foam trails to the sea.
~ Antonio Machado ~
(Selected Poems, trans. by A. Trueblood)
RE: Poetry - Meerie - 01-26-2011
Wow Haqiqu, thanks for sharing! this so expresses a thought I had earlier today.
We are all unique and our paths are just as unique as we are. Though our experiences may seem similar, no one will walk exactly the same path and experience it the same as you do.
It is all part of life's rich pageant. Our paths are our gift to creator.
RE: Poetry - alchemikey - 01-26-2011
all that you seek...all that you crave
so much time you would save
if first you looked inside
peace...love...happiness...and health
these are your true infinite wealth
that can only be found within
look no further than your heart
that is the place to start
surrender and just be
where your thoughts become still
the very center of your will
open...relax...and breathe
can you feel the source?
the all pervading force
flowing eternally
there is a connection to us all
with no separating wall
only love is here
fear is nothing but a lie
when you resist or deny
the truth of unity
do you see what i mean?
now is fresh and clean
awaiting your next choice
know deeply what you desire
that will spark the fire
keeping you forever warm
peace,
mikey
so much time you would save
if first you looked inside
peace...love...happiness...and health
these are your true infinite wealth
that can only be found within
look no further than your heart
that is the place to start
surrender and just be
where your thoughts become still
the very center of your will
open...relax...and breathe
can you feel the source?
the all pervading force
flowing eternally
there is a connection to us all
with no separating wall
only love is here
fear is nothing but a lie
when you resist or deny
the truth of unity
do you see what i mean?
now is fresh and clean
awaiting your next choice
know deeply what you desire
that will spark the fire
keeping you forever warm
peace,
mikey
My love is never ugly - haqiqu - 01-27-2011
My love is never ugly
I am a lover of truth.
Even if she
Appears old
And ugly
And
Short-tempered.
Even when she hurts
And scorns
And nags.
Her arrows
And strikes
Are thousands times sweeter
Than hottest kisses
Of the most delightful
Lie.
@}->
yosy flug
Sensation of the Mystical - haqiqu - 01-28-2011
Sensation of the Mystical
("found poetry")
The most beautiful and profound emotion we can experience
is the sensation of the mystical.
It is the sower of all true science.
He to whom this emotion is a stranger,
who can no longer wonder and stand rapt in awe,
is as good as dead.
To know that what is impenetrable to us really exists,
manifesting itself as the highest wisdom and the most radiant beauty,
which our dull faculties can comprehend only in their primitive forms -
this knowledge, this feeling,
is at the center of true religion.
~ Albert Einstein ~
(The Merging of Spirit and Science, cited in
All Things Give God Glory, ed. by S. Rena)
RE: Poetry - Protonexus - 01-31-2011
Om
To be one with all and to live
as a united entity we thrive
in the divine ray before ether
where awareness creates either
the fusion of mind, body, spirit
and prepares light for the split.
Om
To the infinte syllable of light
we devote the holistic flight
of our being to love service
to chant harmony to surface
between mysterious shakti
and eternal shiva prakriti.
Om
To the unity of love in krsna
to astral, ether, spirit prana
we send our breath as playful
kisses for the feet of beautiful
companions in the multiverse
that is the temple in the verse.
Om
To bring forth the devotion
that sets all bodies in motion
we offer our attentive wisdom
as the light passes our prism
so is the spectrum of passion
that makes up our ration.
Om
To the souls of all lovers
and loved we offer covers
for you to enjoy the fruit
of company played as a flute
the symphony of kundalini
the essence of wise yogini.
Om
Shanti