Rainfall
By Pure-zen
These poems fall like raindrops most mornings. They are born out of meditation and they are dedicated to Rupert Woodhouse a yound soldier who died at Ypres.
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The cloak of many colours
All the hiding and excuses are now fading in the mist. As the path it clears before you and you pursue your souls deep wish.
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A time of contradictions
It’s a time of contradictions, the past and future all in line. It is hard to keep on doing, what you’ve been doing all this time.
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Being born again
There will be choices and mistakes, and in your progress many breaks. But what will never, ever dim, is that haunting memory of Him.
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Birds wing
Now’s the time to face the future, to bite the bullet, make amends. To live in harmony with nature, and see challenges as friends.
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Blessed are the peacemakers
Peace lies beneath each conflict, deep within each heart and soul. It is the point of our existence, Our universal. Final goal.
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Past lives
Past lives are not illusions that rise at dawn and fade at dusk They’re the footsteps of creation, our lineage in dust.
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Fine line
Free will can be an engine, the power and the fuel. Or a deeply trodden furrow, from a never ending duel.
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The New Year
There are lines within creation sometimes shining, sometimes dim. That connect us all to heaven and point to the truth within.
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Is there a point?
In truth your words are travelers between your world and mine. They’re neither gifts. nor servants they’re on loan from the Divine.
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Rupert
There’s a purpose to this venture, to inform and to uplift. I never managed in my lifetime, to share my poets gift.
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I have a little secret
But I feel the words approaching from a place that’s far away. As if they’re marching on a journey and they’re going to have their say.
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It's the handle on your door
Once your journey it has started, let your eyes their beauty shine. For their light brings hope and purpose and a joy that’s beyond time.
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The secret's in the packing
The skill is in selecting all those things you must forgive. And facing all those feelings, that have long held you captive.
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The hour glass
There is a gentle shudder, as they all return His gaze. For they all have deep within them, the soft imprint of His face.
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Gremlins
They question and they snigger from their standpoint on the ground. They beam up their heat of judgement, bid me turn the flight around.
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Take in the forms of nature
It’s the physical bombardment that is wearing to the core. The constant chatter on the cellphone, the white noise I just abhor.
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The purpose of mankind?
As you look within this cobweb of energy and light. You can see the cosmos turning within this wonderous sight.
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Eternity
Trust in the endless, timeless state from which our world began. Trust in the unique contribution made by the soul in man.
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The boatman and the boat
But the boatman he is patient he’ll wait till your life’s end. And if you don’t manage the lesson, he’ll bring you back again.
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You place yourself within the water
You are standing on the mountainside side, the river to your left. You are empty and you’re hungry and you’re feeling quite bereft.
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Is there colour in the darkness?
Is there colour in the darkness? Are there pinks and blues and greens? In your cells and in your substance, colour lives in vibrant streams.
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Deep rivers of discomfort
Deep rivers of discomfort are washing cross your bones. You are feeling quite unhappy and want to be alone.
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You place hope within their hands - ode to a mediator
So you’re gentle as you place it on the table, like a gift. That you place before the parties’. Could it help them heal their rift?
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The elements of life
Is the pupose of this passage, just to cross the stream of life? To place one foot before the other and to deal with any strife?
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When you gather in My name
When you gather, I am there, not in My body to be fair. You need to close your eyes to see. Open your senses to what’s Me.
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This rock of time
Some rocks will crumble into sand, hurl you ‘neath flood level. You realise you’ve spent your time, dancing with the devil.
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Three gifts
You have three gifts at your disposal, your body, your spirit and mind. If you want to achieve your potential make sure that those gifts are aligned.
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The Green Room
As you step into the spotlight, let the shadows fall behind.
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Waste of space
So this circle, in a circle, and this sphere within a sphere. Is the encapsulation of all that you hold dear.
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Is your muse heading home?
A partnership with spirit, is like embroidery thread. Brilliant strands of colour, or a portrait of a head?
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When looking in the mirror
You’re tumbling and you’re falling through rivulets of rhyme, You see the world in couplets, rhythm beating out each line.
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There’s still water in the well
The old prophets have a story, that they still wish to tell. Death doesn’t broker silence, there’s still water in the well.
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