I Love To Read Spiritual Poetry Stories of Experiences

If god had a religion, what would it be?
Would he sit in a temple, would he pray to a tree?
If god had a race, what skin would he have?
We he be white or black or half and half?
If god had a habit, which ones would he break?
Would...

God is a place within your soul
that everyone can reach
from young to old

Experience is necessary to believe
Because with ones mind
You cant conceive

All is connected
All is one
as if we were the rays
and god was the sun

Love is...

Inside of us, there's a continual autumn.Our leaves fall and are blown out over the water.~Rumii♥

— My words are like a ship, and the sea is their meaning. come to me and I will take you to the depths of spirit. ~Rumii...

Faith in Your Divinity

 

Have faith in your divinity.

Call out to your destiny.

Have patience through adversity.

Your soul resides within eternity.

 

Let not your eyes grow wary.

For your destiny’s at hand.

On...

Divine Creation

 

Darkness, peace, order, divine.

Residing in stillness, removed from time.

Void of life, void of memory, sedate and sublime.

 

Lightness, dreams, chaos, divine.

Floating in stillness, desiring to sing...

Balance of the Elements

 

To walk a steady path, on your journey through life.

Let your mind run free with the wind.

Let your heart be filled with flames of passion.

Allow the cool waters to cleanse the pain inside.

Ask...

 

All Things are United Within  

Find yourself in the dead of night.

Call forth your guides within.

Telling them tonight is the night,

That your soul’s passage will begin.

 

Bring silence to your Mind,

Breath...

 

 

From my heart, sings my soul’s song.

I must speak it’s message for I have not long.

To impart my words of loving care.

To all those who wish to take love’s dare.

 

Kindness to others and compassion to all...

Poetry  and  books  are  a  world  in  their  own  right   Poetry  helps  us  in  many  ways  it  gives  s  the  chance  to  express  our  intense  emotions  and  provide  food  for  our  spiritual...

Poetry  and  books  are  a  world  in  their  own  right   Poetry  helps  us  in  many  ways  it  gives  s  the  chance  to  express  our  intense  emotions  and  provide  food  for  our  spiritual...

O hidden Life, vibrant in every atom
O hidden Light, shining in every creature,
O hidden Love, embracing all in Oneness
May all who feel themselves as one with thee,
Know they are therefore one with every other..

~ Annie Besant

It...

He who is not happy with nothing,
will not be happy with everything;
He who does not cherish the little things,
will not be thoughtful of the great things;
He with whom sufficient is not enough,
is without virtue, for the physical...

Compassionate the mountains rise....with the wistful dimness of old eyes. That having looked on life time out of mind.... Know that the simple...

All things desire to be like God,
and infinite space is a mirror
that tries
to reflect His
body.

But it can’t.

All that infinite existence can show us of Him
is only an atom of God’s
being.

God stood behind Himself one...

You let
my sufferings cease,
for there was no one who could cure them.

Now let my eyes behold your face for you are our only love.

My spirit’s body is rising near – this earth a bow
that shot me;

now lift me into your arms...

And upon the stillness of a cloud-filled
afternoon, the child asked of the Mystic:

"Where is God, the Creator, and how
will I endeavor to find the sacredness of
His Being?"

And the Mystic answered:

Once upon a thousand years ago did...

What could have caused your grip to weaken
that allowed creation to be?

How could a lover fall to his death
from the arms of infinite
strength?

How active you are in the mind sustaining such a great wall
that the sun can cast a...

It's the old rule that drunks have to argue
and get into fights.
The lover is just as bad. he falls into a hole.
But down in that hole he finds something shining,
worth more than any amount of money or power.

Last night the moon came...

Looking for your own face
Your face is neither infinite nor ephemeral.
You can never see your own face,
only a reflection, not the face itself.

So you sigh in front of mirrors
and cloud the surface.

It's better to keep your breath...

What kind of God would He be if He did not hear the bangles ring on an ant’s wrist   as they move the earth in their sweet dance?   And what kind of God would He be if a leaf’s prayer was not as precious to...