Following are five spiritual poems dealing with both the known and the unknown.
Darkness and Light
How do you turn off the darkness?
How do you set it aside?
Where do you find that switch?
That only you can provide.
And as your light shines on me
As it touches my being
I begin to surmise
That it’s a change I’m foreseeing.
The Virtue of Light of Day
In the chasm of the unknown
there lingers a need
to be one with consciousness
to be one with being.
However…
thoughts interrupt this emanation
and the soul takes a back seat
to the eternal bliss
that one strives to find.
But stillness helps consciousness break through
escaping the encapsulating thought-created cocoon of the mind
diminishing the need of the ego to control and to be
allowing for true self to emerge and meet the virtue of light of day.
Grace
In a state of confusion…little patience…without clarity
Empty of tranquility.
There I was…
But there I did not seek to be.
The guiding path lost within my world.
I was perplexed…bewildered…defeated.
I needed amity of body, mind, and spirit.
I needed the breath of life
to infuse wholeness into my existence.
But that I felt helpless to achieve.
So I sat alone.
In silence…
I waited.
Consumed by my condition.
Unable to call upon decipherability
so as to understand the complexity of my despair
and find solutions for my state…
I surrendered
to the abyss of the unknown.
And then…
I felt it
the emergence of the unexplained
slowly…gently…mysteriously….
taking hold of my being.
for Grace now made her appearance…
and soothed
my sheered and shattered soul.
(This point was awarded fourth place in a poetrysoup.com contest in April of 2021)
I Want to Meditate
I want to meditate
To sit in that state of silence all alone
To bring tranquility to mind
And have meditation take me home.
On a Chain I Wear a Cross
On a chain, I wear a cross
Around my neck I do.
I don’t wear it to say, “I Am”
I don’t wear it for you.
For me it’s a symbol of compassion and humility
And the world’s need for love.
For me it is a cry for a peaceful existence
Just like the symbol of the dove.
When I was young I often went to church
It was a place my parents brought me to.
For I was baptized Greek Orthodox
Therefore, the expected thing to do.
There, many things made sense to me
Now some did not, and don’t.
But I learned to not be bothered
By inaccuracies and the unexplained – I said I won’t.
In my later years I searched, felt, and realized the mystical
In the one God I believe exists.
And in the plants, the animals, and of course humans too
I discovered a spirituality that subsists.
My beliefs might now be complex
Some might say they do not fit a norm.
As I read about religions and the spiritual world
I ultimately went through a reform.
Today I still go to my Orthodox Church
To pray in a place of refuge, where God they say resides.
To fulfill a never ending need to seek, learn, and understand
And to still my rather busy mind.
On a chain, I wear a cross
Around my neck I do.
I don’t wear it to say, “I am”
And I don’t wear it for you.
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