Sunday Stream (211) ~ 228 Words (untitled)
Posted: July 5th, 2009, 12:29 pm
228 Words (untitled)
a steed upon the pastures of tranquility running mightily towards the arcing sun setting once again as it has done since the pasture's grasses gave birth to the decadence of mammalian existence born of evolving masses whose lives are given freely towards the passage of consciousness from one life formed after another, ad infinitum, in a display of mystery that defies the logic and reasoning the mind has bestowed upon thought but yet triggers the amazement and awe to which we generously consume as nourishment to aid in our understanding and acceptance of that which we know is real but which defies all answers making processes within run double time, overtime and timeless time outs scored like games duplicating fragments of living within which we allow ourselves the time to play as does the steed at speed with the need to participate in this endless wonder we can only surrender to with grace and trust of being such as all life has done and shall do in the continuing birth, growth and death mantras heard throughout the universe as a singular prayer - the wholly AUM from which even nothingness arose in a sacramental acceptance of ONE, sensing godliness of unity as a delicate dance in a hypnotic swirl of life alive for living, knowing, understanding and becoming the ultimate mystery that comforts with bliss.cecil
05 july 09
Picture of the Week:
A Once Church Abandoned
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behind these walls
through these windows
once kneeled parishioners
reverently asking their god
through heartfelt prayers
for love, understanding,
forgiveness, safety, health,
wealth, a place in his heaven
after they leave this life
and now within these walls
a once church abandoned
quietly in meditative posture
with those voices ricocheting
throughout in silent search
for those answers they so
kindly asked and prayed for
ahh... man
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behind these walls
through these windows
once kneeled parishioners
reverently asking their god
through heartfelt prayers
for love, understanding,
forgiveness, safety, health,
wealth, a place in his heaven
after they leave this life
and now within these walls
a once church abandoned
quietly in meditative posture
with those voices ricocheting
throughout in silent search
for those answers they so
kindly asked and prayed for
ahh... man
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