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Poetry: Quotation

“Half full or half empty is not the illusion, it’s the glass.”

Liam

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Poetry: Numbers

Poetry: One to Eight

by Liam

The one Divine permeates the pattern

Man and Woman create the third which crawling cries

Four corners build the framework of the dwelling

These five senses connect you with a driving mind

The six directions bind you with a life to strive for

Be as clear today as you are in all seven

Be to heaven as you appear

with God innate

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Poetry: Phoenix

Poetry: Phoenix

by Liam

What should I do but participate in love

The troubles the turmoil and pain

Gain nought for this flame melts all

It’s from those ashes

Dusty and grey that the Phoenix of Love rises

Born from shame we emerge anew

Glowing in the refractive glance

Of Gods own giving

Touch feel free of what was

Intimate integral emancipated in this adventure of now

Me is immaterial, it’s about the ecstatic emulsion of Heaven and now

Whipped up in waves of intensity

Turning towards the source

Happy just because it’s you

Found free alive, in me.

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Poetry: The Chaff

Poetry: The Chaff

by Liam

Mingle friends each with the other

Share the joy of day sweetening life

With a smile with a laugh

We undo the knot of insecurity binding us to the uncertainties

Only God infinity knows

Where when why we

Step forward into the light of the other life

Eternity is simply this

Momentary ripple in the wind

Captured as we throw or lives like chaff leaving the seed

One falling one flying

One begins one ends

Each day

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Poetry: Enough

Poetry: Enough

My primary, initial and most valuable relationship

Is neither you, nor them or the other

This love affair is invisible, quiet and immersive

It’s my responsibility to care, love and support myself

It’s the whisperer of encouragement in moments of doubt

It’s the shine of a smile after

we have danced about

It’s the warm recognition

Both me and me are enough

Enough to fill the day with warm well done

Enough to laugh in the shining

sun

Enough to know this foundation is a fountain of who

Else can grow and learn this too.

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Poetry: Perception

Poetry: My Perception

by Liam

Each day sends me a teacher

My eyes, that seeing is not all sight

My words, that talking could contribute to understanding

My deeds, that doing aught be helping

Perception, is also communication

With the Devine

Where life, manifold and rich

Shares its mystery with my depth of awareness

It’s in the quietude of silence though

In the stillness of peace

I lose the self within the ocean

Afloat, a swimming in me

I becomes the drop you see

I become the wet you touch

I think these thoughts of you so much.

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Poetry: The Puzzle

I’ve looked for Love since forever

These pieces, each a part of the me

Found in a puzzle called life

Leading back to the whole picture of Love

Hidden for all to find

Written for all to read

Spoken for all to hear

What need I forsake to take this home with me?

My eyes

My thoughts

My hearing

Let me cast them over the cliff of understanding

Let me hurl my inhibitions into a pit of passion

Embracing a heart burning like the center of the sun

Humble like dew caressing a blossom

At peace with moments I know

Take my hand and come, just flow.

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Poetry: The Dialog

Poetry: The Dialog

by Liam

The Teacher spoke,“You friend, are infinitely more than you think.”

Yet, said I,”This dust filled day leaves me parched.”

“ Drink not with your sight, refresh you thoughts in a quiet conversation with God.”

So closing my eyes, my mind was quickened by the fountainhead.

“The dust of today, brings the dew of a new morning.”

Thinking about it, I smile realizing how simple it is to go from despair to joy. This new thought creating a new emotion.

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Poetry: The Apparel of Words

Poetry: The Apparel of Words

by Liam

Words are never ever wasted

They come from that invisible sea

From which those thirsty drink

Who on the journey become parched for wisdom

Words which are the apparel of thoughts

Thoughts which are the substance of God

Giving me meaning

Enabling me to recognize universally

The interconnectedness we experience

While on the way home

On the back to where we were Before being born.

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Poetry: Death will Remove

Poetry: Death will Remove

by Liam

Death, true death will remove

All you’ve gathered, gleaned and gained

This time of life is to plant

Your affection, care and love

For its a willing thing which seeks even the most barren soul

To fertilize and grow sound

Give away what is superfluous in your house

Hand out the things which bring another relief

Care also for all the joy you have sown

The harvest is rich and will lift your soul on bright wings

As you fly

Leave this life

Soar to God on high, die.