Thank you for the time; I’ll nurture
Past, present and future
While time meanders about; without
I shall remain still
Instilled in peace
Even though the world of mine will decide to end
Nothing permanent in this realm
And I am reborn once again
Everything was as it was meant to be
All the right words and all the right action had been done
Nothing was missing from the day
And nothing extra was added
Contentment in the moment
A spiritual guide had been placed
To teach and help you learn
For you to have a reason to keep going
For you to find peace.
I have written a million poems about the rain;
And I could write a million more.
Rain drops are falling this morning at 5 am.
The city shrouded in darkness again.
So I take a quick walk to “soak it in”.
Wind blowing the trees along the cityscape.
Dripping and dropping all around me.
They protect me from my own mind.
I’m calm and at peace.
Everyone lays asleep in their beds and the rain sounds so dreamy.
And when I return home; the ambience of rain and silence remains.
I hope it rains all day.
I rise again. Digi pen WordPress finesse.
I’m tired so I chug iced beans supreme.
Im op tea mystic; why is this?
Sunrise please come find me.
I’m at the edge of the world where its time time begins.
I’m ahead of the clocks like the solstice.
Being alive in itself is a protest.
The wind blowing but I’m walking against the grain.
Maintaining and somehow staying sane.
The world is yours. Floor it into the next door exploring!
Eyes open… and surprise hoping so open your gift.
Here’s everything on your spiritual wish list. At least the gist of it…
No more need for these fiddle sticks.
I’m fixated and fixed to this new trail mix of bliss.
The coffee is kicking in and I’m starting to wake. Thank you universe for this morning. The rain lightly taps the window. Cats meander the apartment. Blue lightbulbs illuminate my space; And the keyboard clatters as I type onto the Press. All is well and I wish for another peaceful day on earth.
Let the rain fall and cleanse the city. Rivers flow and oceans rise. I am awake and people peacefully sleep. I will bless this day ahead of them. And ahead of I. May it take us into a beautiful mind state. May anything clouding our judgement be parted and the truth be revealed.
Contentment comfortably is the greatest luxury.
A mansion is not needed to rest your eyes.
Keep clean where you abide.
I am rich in spirit; In my lines you hear it.
Health is wealth; so build the self.
But do not attach to life; as we are all sent death.
Use your home as a Zendo of peace.
Everything you have is everything that you need.
Illusions of riches soon we lose with attrition.
Meditation on the dharma; the life has been given.
I am no teacher; so I’ll just have a seat.
Loving the poetry; in my Zendo retreat.
Night falls in the city and the sky grows dark.
The city? Lights up.
A hustle to work turns to endeavoring perks.
Nightly numbers to bring home in the covers.
Or simply a dinner with your love.
How many drinks on a Friday night?
Hopefully endless. Am I right?
However I choose to ignore the calling.
Into bed Im crawling.
With my kitty cats and zen music I drift away.
Friday night. Just another day.
Good morning,
I’m not sure what to say. But I’m here to face the day.
Trying to have a positive outlook. As I do the outer work.
May the sun shine inside me and out. No doubt.
I’ll try to make the most of it. I hope I can.
Let not the world get to you. Nor the best of you.
Remember you are building this. With resilience.
The sunrise.
It breaks the darkness into light
Illuminating this beautiful world
Thank you for this day
A day of an eternal rising blue sky
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