Poem -

Within

Within

As the world
goes insane,
I look within.
Maelstrom
surrounds,
I look within.
Turn off the
noise,
quiet the sound,
settle
the mind.
Quiet vistas
abound,
within.
Whole worlds
await.
Turn off the
noise, settle
the soul,
within.
Infinity
awaits
reflection
exploration.
Outside
spinning,
overwhelming,
yet quiet 
within.
Moving serenely
one place to
the next.
Visions,
infinite visions
to reflect.
Away from
the din,
preferable place.
Away from
the racket
I’d rather be.
So much
to wonder,
so much to see.
Calmer reflection
of all that
could be.
 

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Gwendoline

Beautiful visual on meditation, which I love to do and escape the madness of life.

Thank you for this?

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author
Nine Eleven

I was doing a bit of meditation the other day and I saw something very weird.

Infront of me there was a slit in the fabric of time, like a passage into space, it was cold with stars, dark.

I peered deeper into this space and suddenly a human, a male human, naked, in the fetal position just floating Infront of me, he was a fully formed human but the top of his head was flat, as in the top of his skull was gone and he was holding onto a bunch of red balloons.

I heard the words 

" Man of no mind"

Anyway, great visual poetry John. 

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author
John Prophet

Hi Gerard,

Interesting dream. Thank you kindly for reading my work 

JP
 

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