My soul keeps me up at night...
The day draining my energy with the hustle & bustle of the "normal" world...
In the peace of the midnight hour,
the whisperings of the heart seem louder...
As though long-forgotten -
the feeling undeniable -
a peace eluding me throughout the day -
the absence of the mind's restlessness & frustration,
haunting me during the hours of light -
though in these late hours,
comes a restlessness of its own...
So long, the spirit's voice has gone unheard & ignored...
Perhaps only at the point of breakdown
will the cracks in routine allow in the intuitive guidance
stubbornness has kept at the gates of consciousness...
Perhaps only following the collapse of ego
through our lowest emotional lows,
are we ready to receive the wisdom offered us
by the highest within ourselves -
also the most powerful without...
How forgetful we've been -
playing the ignorant role all to well...
Part of the human condition -
journeying into the extremes of unconsciousness,
while striving to discover all we already know...
In the busyness of everyday life,
the minutes fly by -
looking back and wondering where our lives have went,
living so far off path from our highest true path -
buying into the blinding illusions & all their limitations...
Into such great confusions we've led ourselves,
though the answers remain so clear...
Our problems but a given meaning, a limited perspective,
with empowerment at our fingertips -
the power to create & transform within us all along...
A rude awakening -
realizing we've told ourselves we are
who we are not...
Sleepwalking -
aware we're in a dream, yet powerless to snap out -
until the moment comes
our soul speaks
and we cannot deny...
In the silence, the space -
with the breath,
out goes our distortions,
in with the grace...
"Why must we suffer through our days,
knowing this clarity"?
The incorrect questions...
Rather...
Now, with the clarity here -
do we choose to advance with this consciousness?
Why the timing - we cannot know...
But trust,
we are spoken to when ready to hear...
In the language of the heart,
the words present themselves...
Transforming us for the better,
forever...
~ written June 2010
A creative and refreashing peom from you sir. your versatile abilities inspire me, you were able to evaluate man's stressed life in this poem of yours.
bravo sir.
When the body are exposed with so much thinking and draining of energy are usually in the day. Night comes when the brain are engaged in figuring out how the following day will be thereby keeping the brain in restless state. Great poetry
Dear sir!
After whole today's activity we are physically and mentally tired. we need some relaxation because we are not a robot .At the night after sleeping we forget all our trouble, miseries, physical exhaustion, and this night helps us to restore our energy.in the hustle bustle of life the real aim of life,and try to gain unnecessary things .life is running so rapidly ,in earning physical wealth we forget the moral of life ..when we saw back we find that we have lost our moral values,duty towards nation, family . Path of Glory leads but towards dust.
You have evaluated life in a very beautiful way. How is the person in the middle of the decline of moral values, spending his life in things that are not necessary for a peaceful life?
Thanks sir.
Great flashback poetry @rock-sivante
Impress!!
thank you for sharing so great poetry!
Good poetry sir ,
All the poems you have created are very beautiful
Wow! Nice poetry. And beautiful photo.
Hermoso poema, @rok-sivante.