Salt Tears Arch Into Rainbow Bridges
tears reflection
is cast in shell mist
of skin mirror mind
which must transcend
impaling of torturous now
into possibilities
of new birth beginnings
new love new life
birth is new happiness
when we tear through dead skin
of past life
we must outgrow
burst transcend newborn
body become shimmering souls
which must embrace gift illumination
of each days new light
vision mind paradise walks
salt tears arch into rainbow bridges
thoughts energy mind blooms phoenix glorious
passion walk among creation heal suffering souls
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Knowing Me Transfixed Impaled
you do not know me
you do not know my face
my mind identity space
is my multiple mind
a sacred mystic place
not to be dim entered
at random indifferent pace
respect the passion touch of grace
it's not about leather and lace
wild flowers petal awakening perfume
gift feeds inspiring heart soul blooms
mask of identity signature individuality
is paradise mansion shimmering rooms
behold imagination fires consumed
on sight shifting silver manna spoons
kaleidoscopic vision splintering thoughts
transcend material clay dense spheres
cosmic angel operas inner ear soul hears
symphony celestial artist wears
know me transfixed impaled
not as dust broken porcelain tears
cosmic flash encases mind sirens
creation trail humming in space time night
words receding into perilous woods
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Secret Untold
I’ve got a secret.
A secret untold.
A secret I have never told anyone.
Do you want to hear my secret?
I’ve got a sacred dream.
A dream vision for sacred life.
I believe in happiness.
I believe happiness is the greatest gift.
The greatest gift anyone can bestow upon another.
I want to give the gift of happiness.
I want to give the gift of happiness to the destitute.
I want to bestow happiness upon suffering souls.
Upon all suffering souls, unhappy, alone, unloved.
I want to heal the world.
I want to heal future generations unborn.
I want to heal with healing words of love.
The word is my gift.
The written word can open windows into the mind.
The written word can heal with gifts of infused love.
With truth, love, wisdom, life lessons revealed.
Words may attain the power to reveal life.
Words may reveal images attesting life lessons.
Words may reveal values advancing visions yet unattained.
Words may reveal realities exalting in love peace harmony.
Love peace harmony for all sacred humanity.
For all sacred life is a reality humanity must treasure attain.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Birth Energy
I am opening
I am opening up
Birth energy
Be my teacher
Birth energy
Heal my fears
Teach me trust
Teach me compassion
Walk me into the darkness
And into your light
Birth energy
You are woman
Birth energy
Within the man
Ever constant
Ever changing
Let your winds blow
Rock me in your storm
Let the bough break
Let me fall
Into your arms
It is you I trust
When I say
Im trusting love
Invocation:
I stand among the sisters of the moon
I am held by the creator of the world
I am opening
I am unbounded
I am luminous
I am powerful
I surrender to this power
Life and newness are continued and
Renewed through me
You are the ocean
I ride upon your waves
I am opening
I am blown apart by your caress
I surrender to you
I embrace you
I am ready now to sing the moon
To be her voice
I am the singer
And life is her song
I sing creation
I sing joy and pain
Beginning and ending
Giving and taking
Existence
Goddess
I embrace you
I am opening
I am opening up
song performed by by Kenny Loggins
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If You Really Want To Know Me
If you want to know me
Transcend the lines of my smooth skin
Look at me and
Embrace every moment
Of my past and present
If you really like to know me
Meet me in the dark
Then at the fading light
Resurrect and then free me
Love me with all your cares
Like a free home free from doubts and blames
Sow the seeds of awe to glory without end
Offer them all to me
If you love me and want to know me
If you really want to know me
Swim into my being deeper into my bones
Then fly to the tip of my mind
Hover to the top of my soul
I am naked there: from head to foot.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Reflections
Writers: brian holland, lamont dozier & eddie holland
Through the hollow of my tears
I see a dream thats lost
From the hurt, ooh, that you have caused
Through the mirror of my mind
Time after time I see reflections of you and me
Reflections of
The way life used to be
Reflections of
The love you took from me
Im all alone now, no love to shield me
Back to the world of that stops at reality
Oh that happiness, ah you took from me
And you left me with only memories
Through the mirror of my mind
Through all these tears Im cryin
Reflects the hurt I cant control
cause though youre gone
I keep holdin on
Through the happy times
When you were mine
As I peer through the window of lost time
Thinkin over my yesterdays
All the love I had in vain
All the love I have wasted
All the tears I have tasted, uh-huh
Through the hollow of my tears
I see a dream thats lost
From the hurt, ooh, you have caused
Evrywhere I turn, evrything I see
Reflects the love that used to be
In you I put all my love
My faith and trust
And right before my eyes
My world has turned to dust
At drop of night I sat alone and wept
Just a handful of promises
All thats left of lovin you -- whoo
Ya got the reflection
Ya got the reflection
Ya got the reflection
The way I used to be
Ya got the reflection
Ya got the reflection
Ya got the reflection
Ya got the reflection
song performed by by Leo Sayer
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Singing Songs Of Creativity
who will come share
a few of my soul nights
with gift conversations
between soul ritual nights
writing songs of creativity?
thought songs birth born
cycle through mind moments
creep flutter in mind focus
wonder rapture sets traps
throughout soul mind webs
come dance night magic
come dance day magic
come dance night day cycles
come dance day night cycles
come dance image heartbeats
haunting perspective kaleidoscopic
is canvas a mind mist vision sees
swim in illusive thought mind oceans
swim in perception birth river seas
embrace vortex walk through walls
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Love Found
As I weep and wait for you,
From the chill there is no escape,
All night I walk the mist filled hills,
And long for your warm embrace.
I hunger for your kisses,
The pain in my heart to errace,
But I know this won't happen,
For the tomb holds your embrace.
Your lips now stone cold,
To the living do not yield,
My love, a soldier brave,
Now dead on some foreign feild.
My heart is slowly dying,
My mind will never heal,
I look for you in the mist filled hills,
Your love once again to feel.
How can my heart keep beating,
When my mind is dead to life,
My body feels so broken,
How can I bear this strife?
They say I greaved my self to death,
But it only set me free,
For at last I found my soldier,
If only they could see.
So if you walk these hills at night,
And two lovers embraced, you see,
You'll know I found my soldier,
And my love, he did find me.
poem by Teresa Dearing
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Guardians Of Our Souls
all the beautiful people
where do they come from?
where go they go?
when do they find each other?
with starlight in their quest vision eyes
with solar wind in their past future voices
with universes of love in compassion hearts
God sent these souls transcend among us
so few so rare these souls walk among us
so soon so swift soul guardians leave us
if their words are songs of rainbows?
why did you not stand in waterfalls
swims rivers in mountains of rose love?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Dying Embers
It’s the end of a fiery passion
The birth of dying embers
Our hearts know this can mean only one thing
The goodbye of dear friends
It’s the new found silence we share
The birth of dying embers
We drift apart helplessly
The inevitability of the end
It’s the many secrets and lies
The birth of dying embers
Buried and forgotten are trust and truth
The destruction of life’s vital bond
It’s the days we never touched
The birth of dying embers
Gone forever are the intense pleasures of light fingers on rose and velvet skin
The goodness of friendship forever lost
It’s the distance and space between us
The birth of dying embers
Our souls grow weak without each other, yet destiny is happily gratified
The goodbye of dear friends
The embers die out forever
Who can make them glow again?
poem by Rafael Yaw Kumi
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Trekking Biblical Lands
I trek the Biblical valleys and hills
Seeking salvation in desiccated dust
Ambling along arid ancient routes
Holy signs being the holes in my boots.
I look for the light of that shaken foil
But it is a shine of the shimmering sun
The scriptures shift like sand under feet
And exhausted I fall in the desert heat.
In the land of Sodom and Gomorrah
Where angels came and vice got its Lot
Under a shady Jujube we come to halt
I eat my lunch with a pinch of salt
The Promised Land is the path of pilgrims
But I travel on the tracks of an ass
I climb not the tree of life or to paradise
But to the Exodus of a cola and ice.
In harsh parched garden of my mind
The vision I see is the cool pool of Eden
There the naked Adam and Eve embrace
Their souls entwine and naked hearts race
So fly my darling to the unseeable horizon
Blow between the bones of prophets
For here on earth and firmaments above
The only grace of the gift of God is Love.
Nature Is Full Of Miracles
do we need our senses to grow sharper
or do we need to believe the impossibilities
our senses proclaim before our orb eyes
the amazing world of nature is full of miracles
miracles are ever ready to transcend lost lives
yet jaded souls refuse to dance in life mysteries
there is more beauty in every birth morning
than souls need can absorb in a single day
come share moments as day embraces night
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Skin Cannot Hide!
black skin,
...white skin,
.....red skin,
.......brown skin....
human beating hearts!
...red blood, needs and wants,
.....all breathing,
........the same air!
diverse souls,
...unified spirit!
coming from darkness
.....into the light,
wrapped in different packages,
....all by the same hand,
small pieces of the universe,
...crying out to be joined!
skin cannot hide God's reflection!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Buddha Jayanti Day
BUDDHA JAYANTI DAY
Our unshed tears with sorrow and pain,
Gets engraved on our face with passing
years!
I take solace from Buddha's enlightened
and sublime face,
The Lord who transcends all sorrow and
fears!
On this sacred day of His birth, as my time
gradually draws near,
I seek His blessings to give me strength,
And my mind to transcend those unshed
tears!
-Raj Nandy
New Delhi
19 May 08
Nothing is endless
Going by the philosophy,
souls never die
It is just change of body
from one to other guy,
Agreeing the reincarnation
if look the time behind,
Soul changes body of human
question comes in mind;
The earth took birth years back
say many millions,
Where these souls were before
say many billions?
Why we can’t find linkage
if souls take rebirth?
Why many creatures vanished
from the earth?
I feel it is the God and
only God who lives forever,
Who demerges from him
and merges souls of creatures.
S.D. Tiwari
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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A Storm
Look out of the window.
The nature seems to have turned into a mirror of my mind.
The clouds have taken over the sky.
They are like the disturbing thoughts of my mind,
Want to burst out in pain.
As it gets a shape of a thundering storm,
The downpour is not just rain, my dear,
But, my tears.
It may cool down the earth,
Not sure, if my mind.
poem by Kingshuk Chakraborty
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The reflection in the mirror
The reflection in the mirror is an unrecognisable figure,
I don't know this man, but I know his sins.
I'm getting pushed aside further and further,
where did my life end or when did it begin?
The reflection in the mirror tells me I'm lost,
wandering furiously towards the butterflies tears,
then into the lions den, my spirtis tossed,
all because of my refelections fears.
The reflection in the mirror is a brave, mighty soldier,
me? - am just a meek wounded mortal,
I used to be my aspiration, but now it's all ciphered,
and in my skin you breathe and nestle.
The reflection in the mirror shows me who I am,
but to like what I see gazing back would be a lie,
and in lifes race, to which I feel I've outswam,
this reflection will stare fiercley back at me until the day I die.
poem by D.A. Woods
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Blessed Persistence
i changed my mind
and looked no better
hard of hart blind blind to his higher art
my frustration
my anger in disguise i slip under
i slip under quiet
he spots me anyhow
chalk up my name
you burn my bridges for me
to a dry and clackin stalk
i swallow stone
they do not recognize inside with them
the locust has no king
just noise and hard language
they talk me over but i fade slower
on fever
blessed persistence right under my skin
blessed persistence
blessed persistence right under my skin
you burn my bridges for me
to a dry and clackin stalk
blessed persistence
nothing comes to mind
nothing comes to mind
nothing comes to mind
nothing comes to mind
hey chalk up my name
right under your skin
to a dry and clackin stalk
nothing comes
nothing comes to mind
nothing comes
nothing comes to mind
nothing comes to mind
song performed by by 16 Horsepower
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The Lonely Souls
The lonely souls wanders
Alone in the walks of life
No other souls as their companion
The lonely souls wanders
Alone in the daybreak
they've done their duties
In the walks of life
The lonely souls wanders
Alone in the life
They meet many other souls
Who comes to be
Unfit for the lonely souls
The lonely souls wanders
As the days pass by
The lonely souls became
More lonely, with no other
souls as their companion
The lonely souls wanders
Alone in the walks of life
The lonely souls decides
Not to die, but to face
Life in all it's hardships
The lonely souls still wanders.
poem by Lisa Chicharello
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Minds Mist Reflection Mirror Absorbed
vision belongs to rare souls
who compassion gift enfold
minds mist reflection mirror absorbed
see only self surface sight singularities
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Why and when prayers can't be of help!
If prayers can't develop person,
and purify oneself,
If prayers can't modify the
person,
If prayers can't erase inherent
fear and prejudice, if prayers are unable to transcend
mundane self,
If prayers can't take one to the
oneness of self and God,
If not prayers show the light,
It is not the prayers that are handicapped,
But the mind without love of
eternal is handicapped,
mind that can't walk
straight, how can it leap,
Without longing for beloved, How can the heartless robot can
see the light,
Can a record player get
deliverance,
chanting mantra billion times
mechanically? The failure is in his own mind,
It is his own mind that is opaque,
darkness felt not due to absence
of light,
But due to thickness of dust on
the mirror, When intense longing
promotes, prayer blooming into
absorption,
Meditation becomes every
breath,
Breath felt heavy without feeling beloved,
Then only one finds it,
and feel always independant
eternal,
Unity of all creation,
As creator himself breathing in all creatures!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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