The Water Poem

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Beautiful Chorus - Resonance Meditation - 03 Sacral Chakra

Find Peace

Pachamama Mantra

Journey To Peace

Om Nama Shivaya Mantra

 Once again meets 
Once upon a time 
The question is 
Will this be 
My happiness 
I find? 
The transcendence 
Of my heart 
With no time. 
Look out from a blind  
to the sublime 
Reaching in 
To the work 
Of my mind. 
It’s the work at hand 
The work I understand 
To stand 
For principles 
That lift me up 
Not selfish judgement 
That seems to disrupt. 
It’s the writing of my life. 
not the reaction of strife 
This, the story of my life 
The path 
We take 
As our faith  
Mitigates. 
Through the obstacles  
Of what we create. 
How does our mind 
Associate? 
Tell us the belief 
We propagate. 
The belief  
We negotiate. 
The reality we choose 
To create. 
It’s no secret 
That it’s the choice  
we pick. 
Our dissociation 
Stop 
And make  
A revision. 
The pronunciation 
Of the truth 
Internally witness 
From my mind 
Propagating 
Past time 
Drama to Nirvana 
Witness my soul 
From my mind 
Extend with my heart 
To love 
I will find 
Make a foundation 
For my joyous life 
Extend freedom  
So my soul 
Can take flight

Once Upon A Time

Lyrics:

You only fear
What doesn’t speak. 
But silence cuts
A little deep.

They call me quiet,
Like that makes me safe. 
But wolves don’t growl
When giving chase. 

I’m the quiet kid,
I don’t get loud,
I don’t forget, ah
I get even. 

I’m the quiet kid,
I don’t forget,
I don’t get loud,
I get revenge. 

You can't help me
Don't even try
If you cross me
You'll be first to die.

You like to play
When you think you’ve won.
But I’m the game
You didn’t know you were in. 

You talk in circles,
I draw lines.
You waste your breath,
I bide my time. 

Oh, I'm the quiet kid.
Oh, I'll get so so even.
Oh, I compared notes,
Now die.

I’m the quiet kid,
I don’t forget,
I don’t get loud,
I don't get even.

I get revenge.

Quiet Kid


I. Ad Matutinum: In Nocte Clara
Wake thee, soul, 'fore cock hath crowed,
Tierce not struck, nor dawn yet bold—
Sol nascens, Filius, unum.

II. Lavatio et Silencium
Bare foot on cold stone,
Silent halls where incense clings—
Font at cloister door.

Hands in stream do pass,
Pair of pears for breaking fast—
Serviam in still.

III. Ad Hortum Scriptoriae
Garden breathes in psalm,
Grin of mint, basilicum—
Latin bee hums hymn.

Gravel 'neath the heel,
Steps that tend to root and text—
“Ora et labora.”

IV. Ad Scripturam
Bright quill dipped in light,
Saint and syllable aligned—
Lumen, Verbum, Pax.

Kite-like thought takes flight,
In margins angels do dance—
Scriptor hums low tones.

V. Ad Pacem Internam
To still sound give ear,
Cell not cage but chalice wide—
Mare clarum, mens libera.

Ora et Labora

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