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Poem On a Mountain Top

shanyinshanyin Novice YoginSault Ontario Veteran
edited September 2011 in Arts & Writings
Me and my friends climbed a mountain last summer and we found this poem on the top. I havnt' read it yet since that time back then but I wanted to share it with you guys and I just found it again.

Creation

At this station in the
middle of space we call earth

We are constantly gliding birth and death
to ideas and feelings
Allowing the power to flow freely

To many it lies seemingly unoticed
But when you feel the power of the top
most white lotus
you begin to noice;
a connection and the ejection begins
You lea.. (can only make out LEA before a small rip) behind the faculties of the mind
as your soul slowly unwinds (unknown small word)
comes to rest.

Peace and Love are all you see
All is encompassed in this eternity
So you begin to create a shower of love
floods the gates of the city
Pain as we begin to wash away
the Sta.. (probably state) left behind by
an unhealthy mind.
Now we take pride in a life wihtout pain of the need
for social gain.
Live to live
die to die
Love to love

PEACE!

Comments

  • How beautiful that someone left that for you to find! Thanks so much for sharing. I needed that today :)
  • shanyinshanyin Novice Yogin Sault Ontario Veteran
    it is beautiful now that I think about it. Thanks!! :P
  • johnathanjohnathan Canada Veteran
    LEA... Probably is "leave".

    (Unknown small word) is probably "and"

    Thanx for sharing...
  • :) Bumping for interest.
  • OK, you gotta do better than that with the interesting details. What was the trip up the mountain like, and what did it look like on top, and was the poem in an envelope under a rock, or what?

    Tell us the story. I'm fascinated.

  • DavidDavid A human residing in Hamilton, Ontario, Canada. Ancestral territory of the Erie, Haudenosaunee, Huron-Wendat, Mississauga and Neutral First Nations Veteran
    See now, that's just it!

    I love that stuff, thank you for sharing.
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