Relaxing

Relaxing

A Poem by David Scott
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The art of relaxation is a true gift and one we seldom achieve or admonish. Self love and acceptance must precede any calm.

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Relaxing

Yes...
my consciousness sighs
a silent whisper,
ignited I begin
dreaming... 
beyond the nightmare.

Methodologies of meditations
intentionally seeking
finding a nothingness where
despair suffocates...
breathing in hope,
exhaling acceptance.
 
Feeling the escape
a calling howls, 
once within a cage of fear
imprisoned,
now reborn wild ~
viscerally deep...
pure.

To be ~
a living sacrifice
honorably being,
rather than becoming...
striving in a current of
rapidly foaming expectations
birthed in a spring
of perception's needs.

Transparently truth ~
radiant imperfections included
within a crystallized resolve...
a desolation I once knew
as myself becoming,
now a shaped definition
resting within
unconditional love.

 

© 2015 David Scott


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Relaxation is indeed acceptance, release and an art. Serenity keeps on springing positivism and cheerful activism of the soul. A truthful and powerful write....:)....

Posted 8 Years Ago


 David Scott

8 Years Ago

Thank you, as always, for your enthusiasm and kindness.
Sami Khalil

8 Years Ago

You are welcome generously. ....:).....
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I love this :) "Finding a nothingness where despair suffocates" EXACTLY You have beautifully eloquent expression, David.

Posted 8 Years Ago


 David Scott

8 Years Ago

Gracious words. Thank you. Lessons learned at the gentle encouragement of one wiser than I...
Beautifully written, and there is nothing more rewarding or satisfying as resting within the confines of unconditional love.

Posted 8 Years Ago


 David Scott

8 Years Ago

Thank you for reviewing. I agree with you.
when that becoming happens, wonderful, but when we finally find definition in our lives, through all of the meditations or whatever we need to do ...to resolve inner issues and go after life again.

love the introspection in this one.

j.

Posted 8 Years Ago


 David Scott

8 Years Ago

Thank you for your comments Jacob... When swimming under water, one must gasp in the air whenever t.. read more

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 David Scott
David Scott

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