Only Life ~ a mantra
Tag: poem
The making of a poem
Alternative Interaction ~ a song about a possible gentle kind of human interaction
“I see you. You are light, just like I am, but a different quality. A quality that cannot be spoken of, only experienced. How does the world look through your eyes? How does this moment’s light reflect on your crystalline core? What elements of the world make you shine brighter? What does your iridescence trying … Continue reading Alternative Interaction ~ a song about a possible gentle kind of human interaction
Unsoundly ~ a poem about living without making noise
I’m so sorry for trying to make sounds, I’m so sorry for trying to make words speak, I’m so sorry for trying to make anything happen. What a waste of energy! A wasted moment! I’m sorry for noticing the wrong in the way things and people are. I’m sorry for noticing the wrong in the … Continue reading Unsoundly ~ a poem about living without making noise
Pearl of the Sea ~ a morning song
“I am willing” said my mind. Suddenly, all walls tumbled and fall. “I am willing to sit in Your fire, I am willing to fly by Your desire, I am willing to play Your songs I am willing to dance Your music.” “What feels best?” You ask Waking up knowing You Stretching and saying “Good … Continue reading Pearl of the Sea ~ a morning song
A song of love ~ a poem
Somewhere in the mist of morning, Arrive! You, the one who feels like love. May every moment feel like you! I give up efforts of trying, Instead I write soothing poetry of love. Not enough is written of love, Not enough is sung of love. Love is my emotion Love is my voice Love is … Continue reading A song of love ~ a poem
The difference between light and words that try to say light
"The rest of this must be said in silence because of the enormous difference between light and words that try to say light." Rumi
Have you been told? By Katy Nowak
Like sand and ocean
If your heart is made of stone, pray its grinding into fine sand so you may feel the gentle wave's caressing. Andreea Garden, September 2017
Everfresh Looking ~ poem
And yet, breathing is Everfresh And yet, heartbeat is Everfresh And yet, light is Everfresh Space Silence All comes from that And to that returns. Only looking Starry eyes. Andreea Garden, August 1st 2017 ©theoandmira.com
