Peace

Life is 10% of what happens to me and 90% of how I react to it

John Maxwell
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the calm and clear pool.
that in us all, resides.
is key to being cool.

© 2019 The Poets Peace

Still Alive

The power of imagination makes us infinite.

John Muir
 
Your life is ebbing away
But do not worry
Or feel sorry for the glory
That tells a story of lost history.


Your life is leaving you
But do not leave yourself exposed
To the belief that you are relieved
Of living.


You! That have been living
For as long as I can remember


When Decembers have come and gone
And the embers, of the fires in our chambers
Have become members of the guild
That assassinates our will to live.


Slowly but surely
Your life is ebbing away
Because transience has been clawing his way
Into the paws of canines
That bark to spark our lives alight.


You are dying.
But do not worry.
For I am dying too.


From the moment we vacated our mother's wombs
We have been on a path to our tombs
And whilst our inevitable doom
Looms before us like Table Mountain
We may find ourselves dining on memories
Of tomorrows glory.


You are Dying
But do not worry.


You're Still Alive!

Here’s the spoken version of the poem :

By Lazarus Shatipamba

© 2019 The Poets Peace

An Ode to Meditation

Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing.

Benjamin Franklin

I sat, cross-legged like a monk
Preparing for his session
Of mindful meditation
In the comfort of the park.

I begin to close my eyes
Whilst bringing focus to breath
Of body, and that of earth
Out of which grow the lotus.

Deeply, i start to inhale
Gathering all the tension
In my lungs till retention
Of air i fail, so exhale.

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Oh meditation! the guide
Into the realms of my soul,
Teaching me better control
Of my emotional state.

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Oh meditation!

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Are you aware how i feel
When my thoughts begin to clear
And i start to lose all fear,
Being tuned into what is real?

Oh meditation! I feel;
The light breeze cooling my skin,
The warmth of rays from the sun,
That my scars begin to heal.

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I sat, cross-legged like a monk
By the ocean at sunset.
Waves crashing into feet
That are accustomed to walk.

With a mantra in my mind
And strong intent from my heart
I loudly begin to chant
To the rhythm of the west wind,

That blows distant sounds my way.

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Oh meditation!

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You blessed me with the present
Of practicing my presence
So i could grasp the essence
Of the now present moment.

Oh meditation! my thanks
For opening my chakras
And for reducing my stress
Levels from more to less.

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© 2019 The Poets Peace 

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