Columbia
Molten earth swirls before me, A warm rich embrace wraps round my soul.
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Molten earth swirls before me, A warm rich embrace wraps round my soul.
I wonder all the time I'm awake. When and where I'll ever get that break. To travel freely to where no man has been. To look in wonderment at what's never seen. I ll sit alone on a rock somewhere.
Why not take a trip today To a place that's not so far away Riches you'll no longer need Here is where your soul is freed Unpolluted atmosphere No more anger, no more fear Colours sparkle, blue and...
Let me whisper in your ear my dear of things that oft transpire when shadows long and toads do song and stars begin to fire. The space between the here and there when stillness does descend.
Staring out at the ocean, Watching waves do their motion, With the smell of sea air, Nothing else can compare.
Let me take you to Somewhere you need to be It's nowhere real As you will see, Close your eyes And walk with me Feel the release You'll be tension free.
The sound of the rain is soothing, makes everything feel calmer, I can feel it's force pushing against my window, a soft rhythm drumming against the glass.
Laying in bed at night or early in the daylight hours I feel a humming vibration in my being I feel some holy power. I am encased in this shell, yes, but that is neither here nor there.
I was a man with a magnificent plan. I was going to die. That was my plan. Fuck it, I'll just go out with a bang. Screw it, I don't need to be told a thing. Shut the fuck up, and kiss my royal ring.
From the moment that we are born, we have lost something, we are losing something so fast that it is out of our control.
The rain is drumming on my roof. I try to make out some rhythm. As I always do. Some are angry. The other soothe them. I listen for a while. I get up and play a song. Chopin's.
Sit down and relax. Let my mind state drift. To a place that's much less taxed. To a place thats full of bliss. Where I can reminisce. Under suns eclipse. Of many precious gifts.
Just give me a space to rest my head,. For it is full, slow and weary,. Wind will take my troubles,. And sun will relieve my pains,. I will close heavy eyes,. And let daydreams fill my mind,.
Shivers tingle up my spine, I'm driving way past closing time. It's midnight in this vast county, I'm driving through the rural bounty.
Quiet. Calm. Serene. An ocean with no waves. A perfectly silent country meadow. The glistening tarmac of an empty motorway. Finally i am alone with my thoughts. A pure moment of calm.
I can see a view so grand. Just a piece of this pleasant land. A field of green and waters still. Waders fishing with their bill. Insects buzzing round a tree. Seagulls swooping, wild and free.
Times are pretty good wondering through the woods. Loose mud and decaying leaves beneath my aching feet. Worms and insects burrow tunnels, homes and supply roots.
My body heavy my mind muffled , my breath deep and slow , i feel my body sink into the depths of my mind , a soothing warmth surrounds me , i am now in the place , I've wanted to be most of the day ,...
High waves roaming. Like white horses running. Leaving marks in the sand. Water touching me toes. As the waves roam. I am staring at the horizon. Searching out in the distance. Longing for a word.
Love all that has been created by God, both the whole and every grain of sand. Love every leaf and every ray of light. Love the beasts and birds, love the plants, love every fragment.
The moons shadow creeps into my room. Reflecting all around. Brings in light and takes the gloom. Shining brightly on walls and ground. It glistens proudly as it says hello.
It's on days like this that I wish I wasn't addicted to running. It's wet and windy outside but the inner-determination will guide me to my running shoes.
The past is past for a reason. We can run from it, and it will chase us; we can chase after it, and it will run away. It will never change, though it is the biggest thing we dwell over like it...
I sat on the grass in my front yard, listening to the whispers of the wind. Trying to understand the sounds of nature. I felt a change coming;I looked around and saw a dark army of clouds approaching.