The Silence Speaks

The Silence Speaks

A Poem by Healing Star
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About Mediation, Silence, Stillness.

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In the Stillness I Sit

And the Vibration comes to lift Me

In the Silence I Bask

And the Sound forms to Awaken Me

 

I feel the Movement

Rising from the Rest at Peace

I feel the Dynamic

Rising from the Static of Nothing

 

I Sit and I sense they Come

The Ancestors with their gifts of Knowledge

I Sit and I sense their Presence

The Energies of the Universe come to Give Truth

 

I Open my hands and feel warmth in my Palms

Giving to me what they know that I Need

I Open my Heart and feel their Love rush In

Reviving the Child they know still lives Within

 

I Sit and I ponder why is it all this Way

There is something, no so much, Missing

I have sold the child for something of no Worth

But they have come at last to give me Rebirth

 

As the waves flow through Me

They spark a Light within that Shines

As the waves of Love keep rolling In

It brings a movement to my cells, a Vibration

 

And as the Stars without are seen Within

The Mysteries of the forgotten Dreams Unfold

The amazing Love and Compassion envelop my Soul

Radiating a Newness, a Rebirth, seeing Self Whole

 

Kindled by this Fire of Light, Love and Sound

My Spirit is enlivened with Energy born in Stillness

I am One with this Wave that has come to Revive

It speaks to me in Silence and says you are Alive

© 2013 Healing Star


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Peace to the Souls who find comfort in this.

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Added on December 13, 2013
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Tags: Meditation, Silence, Stillness, Oneness, Listening, Within

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Healing Star
Healing Star

South Jordan, UT



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I am a man who has finally realized he needs to write down what matters to him, that I might learn from myself, what is important, what I value. To capture who I am now, for that is all we have is no.. more..

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