Where is my meaning?
Compassionate surpassing all other reasoning.
Indulge in emptiness of self and fuel the flames of others.
Light their torch; be a source of blessings and wonder.
Bodhicitta
Tag Archives: Zen poetry
Carry on
Give me the strength to carry on.
With the torch of life.
Hold it tight and I’m moving right.
I want to live long, live strong.
And give it all.
Everything I got. Forget me not.
As the plot thickens.
I remember those lost getting.
High just to get by.
Not me tho’ I got my eyes open.
On the prize scopin’.
Here’s to high hoping.
I wont forget em. Keep it lifted.
Cause sky is the limit.
Manifest all of my visions.
Blot Jot In Rhyme Form
Peaceful sleep and awake with ease.
Move words on pages like I have Telekeniiii-Sis.
Slide into creative form you can adore.
When it comes to rhyme; its always time for more.
I’m like a solar flare creating an aura.
Awareness clearness, un-scared I open Pandora.
I find bliss in emptiness, what do you wish?
Manifest destiny gives me a kiss.
Blessings upon blessing contest with the never-resting.
Not flexing, Or am I, What is my ego still repressing?
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Awakened thought; no creative block
Jaded not; a faded plot awaits the blog
This is me; cosmic entity; search serenity
You are me… Not my enemy.
Om so hum. We all be one.
Baring the brunt Yet cherishing suns.
-Nina
Early Spring
Spring has come early; birds chirp in delight
Warm light flows into my apartment from the morning east
Time has come to plant flowers and trees on my patio
I love the changing seasons; making life anew
The blue skies can be a welcome change in my city in the rainforest
Darkness to bright; changing the moods of the everyday passerbys
Making them say Good Morning with a smile
A warm breeze that makes the trees dance
And as flowers start to bloom
I am happy with spring and life anew.
Happiness: By Rethinking Life
A meditation poem.
Each breath is a blessing, Resting your mind
Calming you and guiding you with ease
Every moment is taken with awareness of all sensations
Let the daily tasks of life become ones meditation
Always aware and returning to a breath of peace
If hungry? Eat. If tired? Sleep. Simplify life
For example… What possessions do we truly need?
To question is zen… To question is mindfulness
Ask yourself why one would cling to worldly possessions
But let not a possession cloud ones mind either
Return to your breath upon every reflection
To let go of ones worldly attachments will end the suffering
With everything being impermanent, why attach?
Choosing to move on with mindfulness and peace
Think of others and what you may have to offer them for their needs
A childhood saying… Do unto others what you wish done unto you
And after that thought, we return to the breath once again…
In… and out…
Focusing on the breath, let your thoughts come and go,
Do not dwell on them
Let the thought go…
In… and out…
Vancity Summer Rain
I cannot remember how long its been
Hot summer days, scorching the earth
But this morning brings change
Rain descends from sky
I open my eyes from a dream state
Awake as the pouring ensues
Happiness as all the trees celebrate
Life anew, life continues…
The falling of the rain
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Red Gate
Solo ride to die, Im alive sliding through the matrix.
Awaked this rhyme replacement for fake shit.
Life can be basic and and at the same time amazing.
Got a few years sober and Im so glad I made it.
Im diciplined! I dismiss the liquids that slit your system.
Trying to function at the junction like some crucifixes.
No merit to inherit just building like pyramids.
I have a fear to live in a world that I can see as clear as this.
So I try. To meditate. I strive. To levitate.
You’d be surprised at what awaits.
Behind the Reddened gates.
So pass on through; say a prayer, be aware.
Reflections of self, the wisdom in the mirror.
Peace.
-Nina
Ride a breeze
Chilled da fuks out; Let the breeze in
I need moe’ chemical incentives sedative let em’ in too
Cause I been through too much to touch on
Now I’m enhancing my lush lawn, cause the grass is greener
On my side, on the sideline of the van city to infinity
Faded amaze jaded nuff’ to fall asleep on the bus
Headed nowhere fast so the enjoyment lasts
Crushed velvet cushions of clouds I sleep on
Awakened awaiting my fate but I can see dawn
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