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The Choice
All the energies of man In cold swirling maelstrom: Chosen fast to power’s grip. All the energies of man In warm loving expansion: Choosing now freedom’s release. © Ben Truesdale and distilledvoice,...
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It Is Given
There but a breath from here Flows the ever stream Of loveliness. There in the body Flows its warm mist, Delightful as spring energy. It says without words. It says If listened to or ignored. It says...
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Divinity
Not in the stone Or the frame of the flowers, Not in the lawn or the trees Or the generous borders. Only in the eye Who perceives, The I Who perceives. © Ben Truesdale and distilledvoice, 2015
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Wand Of Choice
What more For needs met Than lift Of soul Buoyed and self held In deepest respect. The harming hand Changed From ill will To loving intent, And energy accepted As gift Of freedom sent And shift in mind...
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Sympathy For The Sorry Self
I offer sympathy To the sorry, Lonely self Who burned the bridges To the wider self, Severing from his larger entity, To go solo and hurting With a wound Of self reducing, And isolation In the mind...
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If Only I
If only I Could grasp The ineffable spirit, Harness in all the times Of my life. If only I Were buoyant bright In every instant Of my being. If only I Could alight The serendipitous mood And be there...
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Where The Poem Is Found
In the flutter-eyed trance Of scent moods, And in the gland of salivation And sensation: Like snake-tongued Understanding of the air around, The taste of unseen elements From beyond the earthly realm:...
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Beyond The Crowding Thoughts
Beyond the crowding thoughts And all that shadows Freedom’s choice Glows blue sky Width and dimension. © Ben Truesdale and distilledvoice, 2015.
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Personal Universe
Are there really Any wrong turns Or mistakes In the journey Of our living And in the writing Of our life? Perhaps It is one way Or the other, Or another Entirely different Something else. Who knows And...
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Journey
Where is the boy lost In the journey to the man? Where is the balance point In which he slips in metamorphosis Through youth toward old age, In transit of time’s Morphing body become? Perhaps he is not...
View ArticleThe Warmth
Bathe in the warm sea Of universal light, For it is near, As near as your body. You can reach for it, Ask for it to warm your heart, For it is as close to you As your famished thoughts. You can have...
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The drunkard on the street Begging with dirty fingers Is no less worthy. The banker mired in wealth, Fiddling his taxes Has access to everlasting love. The warlord Entrenched in violence Could touch...
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When you see it, It is there, For your seeing is like the hand of God Reaching out, Touching the emptiness And turning it golden and solid. Hold the image in your mind’s eye And it is done: A thought...
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The air in me Is not mine. The bone and the flesh, And deeper defined – The vessels, the nerves, the cells, And deeper still – the molecules bound, Are not me or mine, But companions In a movement of...
View ArticleFrom Absence To Light
Like a tide Or the first sun-rays spilling On the turning earth At morning’s leading edge, Warmth comes upon the famished The starved, The bankrupt And the deprieved, Changing them wholly, Altering...
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I have drunk From the standpipe Of sour belief, Constricted and miserly, Gripping every drop In an effort to control preciousness, Becoming a gaunt shadow Because of it, For I am a man of this world....
View ArticleHeart Slide
The lonely heart Is beyond tired: It is absent. Acknowledge the absence, The dept The insatiable wanting. See it, See the absolute truth Of the hungry heart And the deepest moment Where two...
View ArticleFor You
I would give you the warmth of my heart, Let it out free So we might sit In the joy of togetherness, Knowing that the warmth is neither you Or me, being wholly unowned And untouched by our mind’s...
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Transient Glistening
The morning is fresh Upon the dew soaked forms Called to their greater love In the body of the sun. Everything is light And as apparent as my condensing breath, The world and my heart alive, Brought...
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