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Poetry By: air
Religion and spirituality

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Submitted:Jan 20, 2008    Reads: 242    Comments: 14    Likes: 10   


Projections are clear inside my mind.

They are sound,

though emotions are bound.

If I sway to the movement

all is well*


Emerging from state to state

I find myself cooling to the atmosphere

of my body.


Swirling in the heart there is found

gathering, clusters of ignorance.


Emptying and opening myself is good;

bringing spiritualy enlightened food.


When I become the observer

the patterns become clear.

The eyes of fear

begin to tear.


Flowing forth from the springs of the earth,

I quench in this land

knowing always the One who holds

the water *




I was dancing on a mountaintop

when the earth began to shake;

I fell into a land

of richness deep in snow.

Buried in the cold my heart began to glow.


Reaching deep inside myself

I find the fires delight

I know the simple things in life

are those I love the best;

I also know excitement

and love the hearts unrest.


Singularly I can not choose just one

and not the other.

Though rest assured

my eyes do grow

in light and awesome wonder.


So then I say my prayer

into the whispers of land:

"Send my heart to soar

the ancient corridors of time;

send it to the lonesome spaces

that I can fill them full of rhyme."


"Take my heart and set it free!

Let the rhythms take through me

Contagiously my song goes free



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