Through the route of ages
in breath and equilibrium
the journey is always
the same
we are born to die.
Each remnant of the
ancient Gods leaves more to
question, than answers.
I jostle days
turning pages in wonder at
new knowledge
they impart.
Religion separates
divides and conquers
yet,
fire and ice can co-exist
if we did but surrender ego
to learn the higher plan.
With hint of fragrant promise
the softness of pillows await and
in sweet dreams and starlight
the moon sings her lullaby
to the earth
(her dearest one)
Meanwhile
the eye of Heaven watches
waiting for us all
to come home again
to love.
~*~
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Shared with Three Word Wednesday #CCLXV Fragrant, Jostle, Remnant
Poetry Jam #Strange Gods
Poets United Pantry #94
A fine flow of thinking………
Simply beautiful thoughts… thanks for sharing…
I like this very much–especially the way you draw attention to the larger things of creation and the photo is perfect. Thanks for posting at Poetry Jam!
such a beauty of a poem Heaven, echoes of a hymn are within
these spiritual lines. surrendering so true and so difficult
at times for humans to do.
inspiring and loving – thank you.
I am always amazed at your wisdom Bren–what a serene and beautiful and wise write–
Amazing image to go with beautiful words of wisdom.
Wonderful words!
Beautiful confluence of poem and image……..love the “coming home to love.”
A beautiful ending – and much truth in this one. We have to move past organized religion and get back to love.
Richard
“Meanwhile
the eye of Heaven watches
waiting for us all
to come home again
to love.”
This lovely piece explains the nature of the plan and the patient loving therein.
“I jostle days
turning pages in wonder at
new knowledge
they impart” so true!
Very lyrical poem and I love the pic.
Beautiful write. I love “I jostle the days.”
Beautiful writing DayDreamer..I think perhaps your writing shows that we are born to both live and die..and that if we are mindful of our breath..our being..that final slumber will indeed be fragrant..Jae
Religion is the drug of choice … intoxicating just the same … one has the right to use or refuse.
Religion does divide us … well done.
Or maybe we die just to be born again, either way all things end at some point. Like the ending, nicely woven.
beautifully put.
beautiful ending
Very powerful, love is above all the religions.
sadly religeon is one of the great divisions…along with politics…ha…the religeon is odd in that so many are based on the premise of love and yet we fall far short of that in our act of it…out fingerprints are all over our gods and i think it was meant to be the other way around…
Very provocative… especially-
Religion separates
divides and conquers
yet,
fire and ice can co-exist
if we did but surrender ego
to learn the higher plan.
Yes, so many battles have been fought in the name of religion throughout the years (fighting the ‘otherness’), but still – somehow despite the working of man – God is above it all and waiting to welcome in the name of Love. Nice write, Bren!