Discussing spiritual or mystical things more deeply

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    Cino Big Love! (Atheist mystic) Admin Moderator

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    That soft feet can dance
    Across the hard-packed loam of my heart
    The Sun's gentle rays can reach
    Through the thickets, all the way down,
    Roots can reach deep endocrine currents,
    Beauty can touch recesses of my being,
    Is life-giving love.
     
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    As I look for empty pages
    Leafing through a notebook
    There are ornate diary entries
    Scribbled notes
    Grocery
    Equations and vocabulary
    And the pages at the back torn off
    By the Muse holding on for her life
     
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    The chiselled sandstone ledges of the old bell tower
    Have been freed of their anti bird spikes
    And, piled with straw and moss,
    Await the pigeon's return to their roosts
    In a gesture of vacant fluttering invitation.
     
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    A person prays for some relief,
    but to no avail,
    All seems hopeless, no escape
    and then
    one drop of nectar changes it all.
    A cruel trick to create
    something so beautiful
    and
    something so terrible.
    Are these the two poles poets & seers have spoken of?
    Must we swing 'twixt the two?
     
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    A nighttime alley full of silent cars before me
    Behind, the rain-wet courtyard fragrant with urine
    White plastic tarps heave and billow to my left
    Droning chimes ring to my right, a wind-swept scaffolding
    All around, the streetlights flare
    And afterimages stand like tags and graffiti inside my eyelids.
     
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    As the Sun rises thru the trees in the garden,
    I see starlings galore nipping at the coconuts.
    Other birds also visit sharing such excitement.
    An elegant site as the day starts to create itself.

    Indeed, my observation & feeling such an event is part of the day's creation.
     

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