The Conversation of Transformation – #MeditativeThinking & #Spirituality

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Speak in tones that are Hushed and Still,
In Quiet Transition and Lingering Blaze,
While the Quickening Breeze lends a corporeal Thrill,
The Luster of Autumn’ Sweet Golden days.

Cherry-cheeked apples fill cask and crate,
While pumpkins Smile a toothless Grin,
Crimson and Russet Dance in Unified State,
While Garden Spiders Laboriously Spin.

These Restful Days all too Fleeting Pass,
As November Strides in with hoarfrosts Waiting,
Shifting life’s waters as a looking glass
Finding Reflection, Perfection Creating.

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In the glorious shimmers and russet tones of Autumn, we revel in warm colours and sweet scents; tempting our pallets with tantalizing spices as the lush splendour of summer transforms into the stillness of winter. Colours fade like the hours of daylight diminishing; Shadows lengthen in the clustering dimness, and as the frolicking jubilee of summer settles into the quiet repose of winter I find myself considering how very much like Life are these transitions.

Autumn brings the shifting season of life into sharp detail for me, much like the colours of Fall. The gentle transformation from taxing summer to seductive autumn encourages me to reflect and allow Change the opportunity to whisper of new and different possibilities. A season of transformation, Autumn reminds me that internal alterations are often as necessary and Life-Renewing as external ones. It suggests that how I relate to the world, as well as to myself through Mind, Spirit, and Body, can be as ever-changing as the seasons.

As simply and as beautifully as leaves transforming from glorious green to radiant umber and glittering gold, that which makes us reflective and opens our minds to possibility speaks to each of us. It’s a conversation, not a lecture. A chorus meant to be shared. A rhyme intended to be enjoyed. So in this magnificent season of transformation, when colours are converting and all of nature prepares for renewal, perhaps we should pause as well, breathe deep, and open our thoughts to the conversation waiting all around us.

We might be surprised by what we hear!

~Morgan~

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Beautiful Original Artwork: Autumn Farm by Paul Landry

#Halloween #FlashFiction – Grave Choice

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Weariness overcame me. Darkness spiraled up from the pit of my stomach, engulfing me, pulling me under, surrounding me. I struggled against it, trying to breath in the suffocating murk, but, like a hypnotic spell, I could not resist the tugging blackness encroaching on my thoughts. Sleep leapt upon me, like a tigress with claws bared, sinking them into my flesh, penetrating deeply, inescapable.

Quiet. Blackness. Sinking. Strange sensations scathed over me. Heaviness. Lightness. Breaking through. Crashing in. Calm tranquility mixed with ethereal panic that left me searching the dimness frantically, but for what I did not know. Light? Breath? Heartbeat?

All was silent. All was Dim.

Fear crashed in on me; a thousand boulders tumbling on my body from out of the dingy night sticking to me, pounding over me without mercy and without ceasing, yet I did not fall. There was no pain, only fear devouring me in the darkness. Echoes of thought whispered from the ebon vastness around me; voices once so bright, filled with life, now empty, hollow, soundless.

What happened to the life that was inside me? Where did my vibrancy go? Try as I might, I could not draw a single breath and the sensation of existing without it was terrifying. Brackish water sloshed around my feet, pouring in from the edges of the darkness, splashing upwards in a slow, inescapable progression; yet my feet felt nailed to the place where I stood. Unable to run, I searched the emptiness around me, horrified to watch the slogging water sucking upward around me, encasing me in icy coldness.

Where was the Light? Wasn’t there a Tunnel of Light? What happened to all the preaching and teaching and reaching from Heaven? Shadows began to move in the deep darkness, slinking towards me in a haze that filled me with dread. Sounds like ravenous animals gnawing bones began to filter through to me. Screeches and cackles more horrendous in sound than any tale from the crypt I had ever heard. Insidious laughter mocked my struggles as I fought to escape the unrelenting icy embalmment closing around me.

Then all went silent as a single voice spoke from the darkness staining itself crimson over my head. I listened, aghast at the familiarity of the tone and inflection. It was my own voice. It was me, speaking out of the past to haunt my own soul and as I listened, bitter tears slipped down my pallid cheeks, falling into the freezing water encircling my chest, my neck, sloshing upward over my chin, my nose, consuming me.

“I have everything I could ever want or need. I’ve got more money than I know what to do with, more influence than I know how to use, and more friends than I can count. ……………
What do I need God for?”

~Morgan~

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Stirring Image by: ariagne-stock at deviantart.com

The Avenue- #poetry of #spirituality and #lore

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The Avenue into After

Lies hushed and ever Still

Waiting in the heretofore

Beyond the mortal thrill,

Lingering in misty mires

Of yesterdays Unknowns,

Hollow shades of what if

Tumbling by Unshown.

The Avenue to Beyond

Whispers Softly of the time

When Beyond and Ever After

Walked hand in hand

With Rhyme.

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~Morgan ~

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Beautiful original photograph found on Pinterest. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original photographer. Thank you ~

Memory – #poetry

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Memory speaking

Without a word

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~Morgan ~

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Beautiful original photograph found on Pinterest. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original photographer. Thank you ~

Delicate and Lush – #poetry of #Harmony

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The still soft Hush

Whispers Delicate and Lush

Of All once Treasured

Now scarce Remembered,

Singing Sweet and long

A Transcendent Song

Of Silence ringing,

Tranquility bringing

The still soft Hush

Whispering Delicate

And Lush

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~Morgan ~

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Beautiful original photograph found on Pinterest. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original photographer. Thank you ~

Singular- #poetry of #positivity

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Singular Beauty

Individually Glorious

Distinctive Splendor

Uniquely Magnificent

Solitary Exquisiteness

Oneness of Wonder

As each leaf is Resplendent

In it’s own Luster

So to

Shine You.

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~Morgan ~

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Beautiful original photograph found on Pinterest. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original photographer. Thank you ~

The Unperceived- #poetry of the #naturalworld

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Do you Hear the unheard?

Can you See the unseen?

Will you Sense the unperceived,

When only the Hush is Speaking?

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~Morgan ~

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Beautiful original photograph found on Pinterest. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original photographer. Thank you ~

The Song – #poetry of the #naturalworld

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Whispers of Tranquility

Sing soft and low

Incessantly

Yet we shall only hear the Song

When we pause to Listen

When we Belong

To all that Whispers soft and low

Transcending calamity

Releasing woe

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~Morgan ~

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Beautiful original photograph found on Pinterest. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original photographer. Thank you.

When Wisdom Sings – #Meditative #poetry

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Glisten in the Heart of slumber

Shimmer amidst the Hush of Dreams

Whisper in the Realm of twilight

Of mysteries Beyond what reality seems,

Ask for nothing in such rich Splendor

Guise of learning slips away

As Light Transcends our wakeful musings

And Wisdom Sings what none can say.

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~Morgan ~

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Beautiful original photograph found on Pinterest. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original photographer. Thank you ~

Signal – #poetry of the #naturalworld

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Signal the night to call my Dreams

Whispers of reality through silken beams

Of sterling Light and glistening tomorrow

Of forgotten yesterdays and pallid sorrow

Signal halos to Sing soft and clear

Unbroken

Unhastened

As we dry our tears.

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~Morgan ~

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Beautiful original photograph found on Pinterest. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original photographer. Thank you ~

Music of Leaves – #poetry of the #naturalworld

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Avenue of golden fire

Visage of wanton desire

Mystery of elden days

As the music of tumbling leaves plays.

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~Morgan ~

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Beautiful original photograph found on Pinterest. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original photographer. Thank you ~

Touching the Divine – An #Exercise of #Mindfulness

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As the pace of life quickens and demands pull at us from every direction, it is more important than ever to find time to recenter our thoughts, our energy, our essence.Being Mindful of ourselves, our bodies, our place in the eternal cosmos isn’t everyone’s cup of tea, I grant you, however, I think it can be agreed that we all, in one way or another, need time to regroup.Some do it through listening to music; others read.Some will meditate or pray, while others, myself included, very often simply sit down amid the beauty of nature, close my eyes, and seek to sense all that is around me.

Feel the Lingering Breath of Day, Caress my skin with Smiling,
Under the Soothing Reassurance of the Golden Setting Sun,
Close my eyes,
Breath is Still and Calm, Sweet Repose Long Sought,
Birdsong fills the Deepening Twilight, Echoes of the Dawn of Time,
Darkness meets my Questing gaze in Emptiness,
Alone,

Draw a deeper breath,
Sweet Tranquility Reaches out,
Brushes her hand across my hurried thoughts and distracted musings,
Resting upon my Upturned cheek
As the Softest Touch of evening Unites with rhythmic breathing,

Deep

Silent

Still

Into the Depths of Quiet Being,
Transposing the chaos of everyday into Harmonious Liturgy,
Heartbeat sounding in my hearing,
Reminder of Precious Life,

Deeper

Quieter

Lingering Longer,

As the Gentle Touch of Your Thoughts finds me,
And Instantly I Smile,

Home

Blessed

Transformed

Time slips through the glass as Union breaks the bonds,
Unfetters the shackles of worry and suppressed fear,
Kisses my Spirit with Peace and Sublime Serenity,

Inward

Placid

Abiding

Hovering Wings of Majesty,
Love Falling like misty rain, Surrounding, Enwrapping, Invigorating,
Catalyst of Untold Alteration, Merging, Joining,
Tears of Quintessential Joy Softly Singing,

Breath

Upward

Return

Refreshed, Renewed in the Lavender Light,
Birdsong fading, Cicadas Droning, Darkness Falling,
Eternity Calling,
Deepest, Cleansing, Stirring Sigh,
Turning my Face Toward the Starlit Sky
In the Presence of all that Truly Shines,
In Moments, Alone,
Touching the Divine

 

~Morgan ~

Beautiful original photography found on Pinterest  Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original photographer. Thank you ~

Engender- #poetry of the #NaturalWorld

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Place of Beauty

Transcending time

River of Influence

Harmony

Rhyme

Wash over my Spirit with your Infinite Splendour

Persuade

Pervade

Gently Engender.

~Morgan ~

Beautiful original photography found on Pinterest. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original photographer. Thank you ~

Ethereal Wisdom – #poetry for #MeditativeThinking

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Beyond the realm of shifting night

Ethereal Wisdom Sings

Contrite

As Time expands through the compass of Memory

And lethargy Beguiles

With Serenity

~ Morgan ~

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Clarity – #poetry of the #naturalworld

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As Time Marches

Against the edge of night

Clarity Speaks with a Silent Whisper

Sharing Secrets long Forgotten and Unremembered

To those who Listen with their Souls

~ Morgan ~

Beautiful photography found on Pinterest. Credit Gratefully acknowledge to the original photographer. Thank you!