Beyond Time ......4

Photographer: Janis Barbars/www.photodom.com

Just a toe

dipped in the river

and this sunshine

sent me

sky high

toward that Light

which pervades

the Universe

and lights up

inside of each

atom.

I am all Light now

nothing matters

nothing moves

nothing happens

and there is nothing

more nor less

at this timeless

moment.

Beyond pain.....5

vladimir_v.photosight.ru

It seems cruel
of fate
to subject 
one so young
and innocent
to the trauma
of pain;
pain taught me
of life
of living and loving
beyond pain
and hurt
and the dust
raised by the storms.
To value all that
lives in spite of 
is to surpass pain
and flower the
timeless joy
of being alive.

Beyond Pain...4

santikspb.photosight.ru

You brought me 
face to face
with the eternal
Joy,
oh Pain in the soul!
Lightning struck
to burn down
the Ego to ashes
and Grace blew in
to scatter it 
over the ocean
and across the horizon
Now I stand
as Nature
in its myriad forms
dancing
singing
smiling and
simply being myself
Just being!

To be a tree....2

Stakovich on photodom.com

To be a tree
is to stay rooted
and soar high
to weather storms
and bear fruit
to bask in the sun
and spread shade
to allow birds
build nests
and welcome 
rains.
To be a tree is
to create music
and dance
to act art
and drama
It is 
to love life
and be the life
eternal!

Beyond Pain....3

geneoryx.photosight.ru

Dazed by Life
I got lost in its
labyrinth of 
passion and purity
heat and dust
soul and solvency.
Life existed only 
at extremes, I felt.
Hurt, bruises later
I realised the Spirit
was beyond the petty
Ego and learnt to
stop taking in 
all kind of filth
and just let go
and fly into 
the empty open space
beyond smoke and clouds.

Aplenty....8

nehoroshy.photosight.ru

Time was when
life was a burden
to be carried with
anguish;
flowers taught me
to bloom 
without shame
giving out all
one has
unreservedly.
That's the purpose
of living
and in giving
I gave away
the burden
of responsibility
and felt light
and then saw
the whole world
blooming into
plentifulness.

Beyond Pain.....2

griefman.photosight.ru

A soft light beckons
to look outside
where things bloom
after fading
and life stirs 
from slumber
and takes wings
chirping hymns
to the morning
and the first rays
lift the mist
softly lest 
the dream break.
Now I see
the soft light
coming from
the pain in my heart.

Beyond Pain...

slartche.photosight.ru

When you are in the line of fire
it doesn't pay
to lower yourself 
to its level.
I look above and beyond;
there you see
all souls in 
mortification
and slowly the moon
rises and with it
calm compassion
and as night spreads
forgiveness fills you
and the cloud
then whispers,
"I shall pass too".

Solitude by Rocks......12

coroblue.deviantart.com
It's so nice
to be able to
find a place
that feels your
own;
I am taken in
by it.
And it takes me
in too.
The quiet, the strength
of silence, the freedom
to fulfil nothing
and to be fulfilled
by just being
one with the whole
world and cosmos!
I found when I lost.

Of the Mist ...3

greeneyed.photosight.ru

Something stirred
overhead
I looked up
A bird moved
from one branch to
another.
Nothing much
but I wondered
about the silent
and short movement.
After strides and strides
I am now still
almost riveted
not wanting to be pushed
and pulled
Just enjoying the border
between knowing and
not knowing.
It is bliss no doubt.

Of the mist.....2

greeneyed.photosight.ru

I step on the leaves
making a crushing sound
I want to hold
myself lightly
Even the robe
is a weight
I want to just merge
into the mist
turn into a cloud
and float lazily
and drift with the breeze
It is not aimless
Floating is the aim
not in the air
but in the moment
on eternal time
A life of union
with all things outside
and inside.

Of the mist...1

greeneyed.photosight.ru

I love the mist
stepping out
you know not
how long it lasts
and how thick it gets
Yet it is with you
around you
inside you
The whole existence
is so soft and
with the moment
and there is no need
to know
It is great to be
just be
and it.

Made up

farnika.photosight.ru

It was a dilemma
no doubt 
but I have now
made up
my mind;
it wasn't easy 
to win it over.
But it now appears
it should have been
so obvious -
to trust a rogue 
for a few pleasures
is so utterly
foolish.
I have let relationships
go out the door
I don't care
but don't ask me
to trust men with lust
I'd rather be ground
into dust.
I have made up my mind.