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The Terry Tree Jan 2015
Glistening in the darkness
Beating with the stones
Beneath the brightest skies
You are the altar of
My ancient heart
The only cage
That can hold
My wings

There is no illusion
In the arms of Your spiritual crown
What is this luminous
Sound that shakes the ground?

Dreams are crashing like
Waves of sacred concentration
When I bow down to the art
You have created me to be
Of what I have become
Your breath You are
The drumming in
My heart

Without You I am not the
Life force breathing and swimming
That You created to dance and swing
In the pools of Your beloved eyesight
Your star streaming mindfulness
Is a cosmic vital essence
I am awakened to in the
Ultimate blessing of
Your bliss

Possession of every needlessness
Begins in believing that everything
I thirst for is quenched in the
Uninterrupted space of
Your immortal
Embrace

Perched eternally in the purple tree
Of Your heart

May I remain with Thee
On the Divine lap of Thine
Breathtaking cosmic wilderness
Resting in Your deathless
Throne of Love

Here on earth or in heaven above
I can feel your heartbeat for
It is the same pulse
That is within me
Glistening in the darkness
Beating with the stones
Beneath the brightest skies
You are the altar of
My ancient heart
The only cage
That can hold
My wings

© tHE tERRY tREE
Jasmin Dec 2014
I was once a lost star
Trying to find home in every galaxy that i come across
Wandering through every asterisms
Tracing the images in my mind
Making me wonder if one day*
I, too, will be part of an art in the starry night sky
Light years away, i travelled
Meteors, asteroids, comets passed me by
They said hello but after a while, already waved goodbye

And then I came across you
A star, which happens to be lost, too
We danced through the moons of Jupiter
We sang across the Milky Way
We even made magical rainbows
On planets along our way

And for the first time I felt
That not only I, was a lost star anymore
Together, we make constellations
Through the celestial space
With our incandescent light
That illuminates the whole sky
With that I came to realize
That we finally found our home
*In each other’s radiance
Yay for the first poem i posted here! Still kinda hard to believe i composed this though. Oh and, this is for MY love :)
B Nov 2014
The world spins without stopping
A cosmic rollercoaster of sorts
I never feel sick by that
But when I think at night
Of that time, now far gone
I feel sick and dizzy inside
B Nov 2014
Its hard to see the whole picture
When you're just a part of it -
One color, one piece, one shape
Of a cosmic artwork
Strewn with stars and emptiness
Ever expanding and eternally mystifying
Daisy Fields Nov 2014
every day is a party.
a chance to seize the day.
a clean slate, to change fate.
an opportunity to rejoice and celebrate life,
& the amazing chance that you got to live one!
why not smile about it, why not dance about it?
hell, let's all make sweet romance about it!
this is our time to shinee,
COSMIC CREATURES OF CREATION
it's time to fly, it's time to fall,
to have a blast, & see it all.
don't waste the most precious & beautiful gifts you were ever given.
your life, your time, & your body.
you've been given a vehicle for your soul to explore in.
the opportunity to be able to exists as more then just energy and soul, but in a physical sense too.
don't waste this experience, this journey, and don't waste yourself.
take nothing for granted, & take care of yourself.
the world is your oyster, and you are the beautiful shining pearl.
Daisy Fields Nov 2014
let’s explore the universe of love
.
like galactic butterflies
,
we soar, we link
,
we dance, we sync
.
lost in cosmic euphoria,

induced by the warming glow of starlights
,
& the undeniable feeling of being home
.
we marvel in the light
,
like sunbathing crystals
,
casting rainbows threw space
.
our beauty is endless & moving
.

we are so divine
,
& now we are free.

free to love, to dream,
to create, & to play.

we breathe in prana
 & we feel peace.
we bask in the essence of love & oneness
.
we let it fuel us 
& fill us up
.
look at us
, we are so high now
,
we are the sky now.
there is no going back
,
but we never would
,
cause the truth has never felt so good.

we were made for this
.
we were made for bliss
.
we are the fruits of this universal tree,
i was always you
 & you always were me
.
now we are infinite.

now we are home
.
now we are alive.

oh tender heart
,
oh fragile mind
,
your soul is free 
& so is mine
Daisy Fields Nov 2014
Feeling the breath of life.
Feeling the flight of spirit.
Positivity flows.
Manifesting magic.
Birthing angel wings.
I hear the soul.
I hear the stars.
Tranquility washes over me.
Beauty surrounds me.
This peace of mine.
This peace of mind.
It's so divine.

Intuition knows.
Consciousness grows.
Creativity flows.
Evan Hoffman Nov 2014
Here it goes again.
Another poem to describe how useless I am.
How tattered my soul is.
How my brain resembles my hands,
callused, numb, and broken dry skin.
I'm a terrible person.
Self indulgent and full of sin.

And here it goes again.
In the mirror I see nothing.
A big steaming pile of nothing.
Full of wasted dreams, 'what ifs' and 'one days.'
The **** that I write never comes out right.
The **** that I dream is just that:
a big steaming pile of nothing.

Here it goes again.
As if I am something.
But I can't get past how useless I am.
A speck in this cosmic dust cloud.
And here I go again, thinking I am a tornado.
How I will crush your dream home
and leave behind a big steaming pile of debris.

Here I go again,
thinking I am nothing.
When really, I am something.
I am a speck in this cosmic cloud,
without me that tornado wouldn't be.
K Balachandran Nov 2014
You are the book written by the mystic eternal,
in sub atomic particles of each and everything
after transcending the limits of time,
on the wings of the thought in the primordial core,
that witnessed the seeds being sowed in the beginning.

I am entrenched in the inner urge of the spread of everything,
the surge of cosmic mind, all the five elements
the Brahman, most sublime, omnipresent,
at once, inert and omnipotent, a feat one of a kind
the waves of music, the subtle "ÄUM" containing all,
even when the symphony begins, and climbs to the crescendo
when self and the Master, my cosmic significant other,
merge in YOGA, the ocean, the confluence of consciousness.
K Balachandran Nov 2014
Are you the surge, triggering the flight of the transcending bird?
the  ultimate mystery, unspeakable, that liberates the seeker.
While awaiting the wingless flight, the moment of soul's effulgence,
you too are a mystery , like the all encompassing spirit, I am one with

The universe is not wholly cognizable,constant transformation
one to something drastically different, and the story never ends.
Known physics, could tell the story,only halfway, the rest is dark
I understand the helplessness of space observatory at Herschel
peering at vast Magellanic cloud galaxy, a mystery in the move.
Is this one/she is the trigger to transform consciousness to super consciousness, wonders the" seeker", embracing each mystic experience
with such eagerness.What he experiences at the time it happens is what the Herschel telescope peering at the large Magellanic cloud in transformation sees!
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