Transformational Poetry: Lockdown

Transformational Poetry: Lockdown

by Liam

It’s not only about me

It’s about the new way, we are

What happened then in isolation

Also touched a part of me

Transforming it too

We were all affected

Although not all infected

That invisible threat drove the wedge

Driving each individual into the lockdown of quiet Isolation

The world of everything

Reduced to a universe alone

This enormously empty space

Occupied me a while, slowing down

It took time getting used to this pace

Me within the warm rooms of aloneness

It’s the silence which opens the windows

Insights inside the mind

Letting in the light

Letting me understand

Letting me reach out

Away from self to hear

The echo, of the echo

Of peace within

For we all are in this together

Together this world becomes more beautiful

Moving in unison toward the ring of our soul

Not heard, but felt by the spirit.

Spiritual Poetry: Quantum

Spiritual Poetry: Quantum

by Liam

It’s true, this happened!

While lying close eyed

In peace, with peace

In quiet, with the stillness

It descended within me

Opening magnificent without me

Was this a door ?

Through which shone gold

The immensity was profound

The intensity was soul shaking

Voices , angelic and sweet, resonated

While my body disintegrated into atoms

Vibrating with the energy of god

Or was this a fleeting quantum of energetic rapture

A rich intrepid landscape void of profile, yet rich in texture

Calling with joy to my maker, my kin, my kind

For never before has it been to me

This awe, this shine, this joy and more

More, more and more

The I became one

Words fail

It’s done

Done

Transformational Poetry: Flux

Transformational Poetry: Flux

by Liam

The end, is a misconception

Everything is in a process,

We are all in flux

When something concludes, focus forward mindfully

For its there you create your future new

The past, a memory,

A reflection of my personality

The personal, reality Made by me.

Flux it, stretch it, weave and mould it

Vision board and dream about it

Grow from invisible to visible

The end is a misconception

It’s really, just about to begin.