In Circles of bliss

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In Circles of bliss

25 March 2016

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I speak Blue

My canvas defined

Oceans’ words

Stretched waters

Definition who is who

Diluted in hearts

 

The pain starts

Within the focus

Define where

Set locus

Derive bright light from the air

Open the Lotus

 

We are carved

Infinity’s trails

Yet like snails

Pace deserts

Scorching sands our daily bread

Lost the divine thread

 

I seized it

Entrance into all

Standing tall

I was none

Witnessed how it had begun

Illusion mind game

 

My body

Death accessory

It paints wild

Withered lands

The throb within understands

The meanings of rain

 

Gone the pain

In Circles of bliss

They shine bright

Through my Heart

Target hit yet gone amiss

All flows through essence

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Manvantara – Bliss

15 thoughts on “In Circles of bliss”

    • Thanks Adele. That is great news. The words are meant to awaken and attempt to rediscover our true nature by adressing issues within ourselves as well as reminding ourselves of the beauty of who we are truly despite our temporary troubles. It is wonderful if you are experiencing bliss my friend. That means you have a pure heart 🙂

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