There is no cure for what ails us, without the body’s grace, its enlightened intent, I wager the cure (for all of us)
How does one describe the indescribable? What sweet flowing words can I use to invoke the proper image in your heart?
All that there is, exists within “Reality;” And yet where is Reality located? And when is it happening too?
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A meditator’s poetry.
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What inglorious time did provoke my fall,
That joys are confined and cheerless soul,
Now cries for retreat to merry lands,
Could someone drag those praying hands.
“Upset the established order and everything becomes chaos.” – Heath Ledger as Joker.
This poem about Krishna and Arjuna mainly advocates one taste, not going into opposition, the duality of good and evil. It’s also about fearlessness, hearing ones own heart and intuition, when one sees how things are. A poem by Jacek Dziubiński.
We are the Scarlet Women. Some called sluts and whores. We are emanations of Divine Mother, forced deep into the subconscious. Forced out of fear.