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Traveler Nov 2024
Turn off the thoughts
the thinking is an overload.
We just arrived in this moment
no place to be, no burden in toll.
This is just the briefest pause
to take your power back...
Love will build your energy
take a deep breath and relax.

Know that we are creators,
fractals of the eternal source.
Now your words will flow and sing
without exerting force.

Works for me!
TT
Jack Groundhog Nov 2024
The flicking fire in the hearth
pops and cracks a wispy smile
while its embers send their warmth
into the stone house for a long while.

The chimney curls with silky smoke
that snugly signals a cozy place.
The walls are paneled with old thick oak
to safely hold us in wood’s embrace.

This warm retreat’s stout red door
is made and unlocked by my inner eye.
Its stone foundation and sturdy floor
are crafted well for brittle times.

Pull up a chair and join me here
in this secret safest place of all —
it’s in each of us, in constance near:
Take some rest in your heart’s great hall.
Lacey Clark Nov 2024
there's a little room
with a round door
in the back of my heart
with a view of the ocean
it's here where i find myself
forgiving everyone and everything

the floorboards are worn smooth
from all my returning
i pass through corridors
where conversations
circle like trapped birds

but here, in this back room
there is only morning light
on bare wood, and a single chair
where i sit and watch waves
erase themselves over and over

sometimes i stay until sunset
when the water turns to copper
i know i'll leave again
dissolving into the sweet
clutter of being human,
my heart a crowded kitchen

but the door stays there
round like a full moon
waiting, and the waves
keep writing their one word
over and over: return
Kenshō Nov 2024
I sped to the temple.
Breaking human laws,
to align with universal ones.

I approached.
As my brow lowered,
grace entered my being.

Sunlight greeted me.
As I slowly passed
A stone Buddha.

No one was around.
Monks must be out.
Only a bird sat and sang
to all the flowers.
~
As I entered the main hall,
the wood creaked beneath me,
And my awareness became acute.

The large Buddha towered
over a myriad of empty zafus.
All in accordance and order.

I sat, emulating the statue.
Even my temporal imperfections
matched the stone carvings.
Yet, my mind was with the bird.

I stretched out my legs,
toward the wall,
after a long sit.
The flowers were still after a breeze
And that bird had flown away.
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Jack Groundhog Nov 2024
A simple draft of air in the lungs
like I’ve done a billion times.
Exhale to hum a song I’ve sung
that calms with comforting rhymes.

In and out and rise and fall,
to feel my stomach be moved
and breathe through fears and all
‘til wrinkles of worry be smoothed.
A snapshot of my feelings in light of current events
Gerry Sykes Nov 2024
As the solution cools
the molecules slow their stochastic dance
and the liquid is less able
to keep the substance dissolved.

As a threshold is crossed
the power of solution fails
and atom by atom
molecule by molecule
the substance crystallizes
plane by plane
layer by layer
the form of the substance
gives rise to a growing crystal
revealing in its structure
the nature of itself.
Hadrian Veska Oct 2024
I let the incense burn until morning
As I drift in and out of sleep
The dim glow of candlelight
reflects on polished wood floors  
A calming embrace wrapped in smoke

No one is here but me
And no one but me has ever been
The rooms and the halls lie empty
The bells and the drums sit silent
Having lost even the anticipation of sound

There is an eerie sort of peace
Deep in the back of my mind
Something I feel I should fear
But I cannot myself reason why
And so it fades in the morning with the smoke
Mohit Masta Oct 2024
To say is same as not to say
Express wonder, I will wait night and day
How far is the sky, remains unknown
Life and death are always together sown
I see and not see at the same time
But glimpses have value of pennies and dimes
Numerous meanings belonging to different hearts
Togetherness is an illusion, when I'm apart
Sometimes I have the answer here
On other times, the question is nowhere
I'm defined harsh, When I try to care
Can't you see, opposites live in pair
From a delightful sunrise, to the dancing moonlight
Magic of effortless action, hiding in plain sight
Yet I hear, claims of glory everyday
Action enslaved, as profit is to betray
I will try, not to break your dream now
You prefer slow change, as if it was possible somehow
So dream my friend, dream along
Anyway, reality is nothing but an empty song
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