Spiritual & Philosophical Poems That Inspire Wonder

Enter a space of timeless wisdom with spiritual and philosophical poems about the infinite, the unknown, and awakening. Let your mind and soul explore

Faith is Recognition

Invisible world out.
Beyond what eyes can see.
Faith, the key,
But how can we calculate it?

The hidden force that is known
We recognize it
Only believing by faith
But wisdom’s source
Giving the unknown a name.

That is what faith is.
What depths of cosmic stream.
Mind supports campaigns
Which neither sense of logic nor thinking helps out.

Quantum worlds and mystical thoughts.
In the wilderness faith finds a pattern
Where no other man can find one.

Nothing can touch us
But we are touched.
Faith and knowledge move side by side.

Transformational power lies
To recognize is to transform.
Our inner norm takes its shape from faith
It endeavors into infinite potentialities.

Filed under: 🜃 Infinite – exploring the unseen forces behind creation, truth, and existence.
Let There Be Light

Light comes in,
And shadows go away,
Not vanquished,
But veiled.

As with concealed memories
Waiting out there at the edge
Of consciousness.
Darkness makes its spooky mark,
A palimpsest on the fabric of space.

Yet light could obliterate,
However,
The trace remains,
A black relief.

As brightness increases,
Shadows disappear.
Our form appears to rise, unraveled.
The more luminous we become,
The lighter we weigh,
Through light’s caress matter ends.

In this equilibrium
Between seen and unseen,
Light wipes off what is hidden beneath it.
But then,
There is a trick you can do with your fingers:
Press it.

Make it brighter
Or darker, that’s up to you
The decision is yours
But it’s something that’s not often known.
In warm bright or cold dark contact
Your core discovers how to go down or stay up.

Filed under: 🜃 Infinite – exploring the unseen forces behind creation, truth, and existence.
Death Opens Doors

At the end of this excursion and its light intense expedition,
Death comes prowling with a cordial welcome,
Like an amiable genial host,
For all of us who instinctively and involuntarily,
Receive his faded invitation at the moment of our birth.

His long anticipated alleviation comes startlingly,
Only to hit us with the certainty of a sacred approach,
As we emerge into his obedient audience,
And he into our past new navigator.

We instantly exit and we enter,
Another ingredient of who we are,
-The cook prepares the feast-,
The clarity of this new mode announces,
The fearless recurrence with jubilation,
I will not resist.

Yet I’ll leave when I wish.

Filed under: 🜃 Infinite – exploring the unseen forces behind creation, truth, and existence.
Essence Unmasked

Naked at the mirror
I search the night
Behind the skies
Vast and starless
I often throw my net
Into the cosmic void
And to my bewildered reminiscence
I always catch myself
Reflected in the universe’s eye

Filed under: 🜃 Infinite – exploring the unseen forces behind creation, truth, and existence.
The Atemporal Door

There is one way,
To slip past time’s relentless hold.
Through light’s dimension,
We may attain an existence outside time.

Untangled from all events’ chains,
That bind us to before-and-after pains,
Touching light speed is
The liberating grace we dwell on.

An opening through which our souls could pass,
To break free of temporality’s grasp,
And bask in the eternity.

Filed under: 🜃 Infinite – exploring the unseen forces behind creation, truth, and existence.
From the End

Through time’s mist,
we glimpse,
At a future
Already here.

What we seek,
We first conceive
In our mind’s eye.

Neurons vibrate
To futures visualized,
As if the present
Is a drum.

In this moment,
We ignite
The dreams
We believe.

Release the doubt
That holds us back.
In the now,
we choose abundance.

Visualize
With heart ablaze,
Affirm
With passion’s words.
Living from the end,
we raise
Our vibration by choice.

The universe conspires,
With those who dare to see,
In every thought,
In every image,
In every way.

Patience, of course,
Seeds do take time
To sprout and reach the sun.
But our minds,
Attained.

From the end,
we now begin,
The future
Is here,
beneath our skin,
In every word
And all we do.

Live as if your dreams
Came true,
Embody all
you could be.
In this practice,
Lies the key.

Filed under: 🜃 Infinite – exploring the unseen forces behind creation, truth, and existence.
The Magic Alchemy of What’s to Come

In now’s fertile ground,
We’re sowing the seeds of tomorrow’s delight.
Gratitude, a bright bow,
Bends over an alloyed time.
.
We pray for blessings not yet come,
And with our hearts on fire we say thanks.
Abundance is invited to occupy this moment

A gracious act before its due day
Painting vivid futures there and then.
With grateful thoughts,
We pave the path.

Affirmations by morning light,
Thankful for what will be preserved later on.
Celebratory penning in our notebooks
For unseen harvests yet borne.

Visualize
With grateful heart,
The joys that lie ahead.

Doubt will dissolve away into thanksgiving,
While trust takes center stage.

The universe’s wisdom
Responds to grateful song.
From present thanks
To futures blessings.

Thank before receiving,
The gifts not yet in hand.
In this magic act,
We transform metal to gold.

Filed under: 🜃 Infinite – exploring the unseen forces behind creation, truth, and existence.
Enter Thy Dream

In my tent,
I create and I invent.

And in my tent
I peel,
The images of my senses,
In an attempt,
To reach the grounds,
At which my conscience can’t extend to prevent my memory,
From joining the potential of two extremes.

To look at the judge’s vacant seat
Makes being at two opposites at once, real,
Zero indeed -time leaves-
So as I approach this final shade.

And when everything now
Feels colorless, tasteless, odorless, mute,
And all of that
A legend alarms the shadow of night,
So just to strike my tent with light.

Imagine a subconscious in too deep,
As a divine dream rises to capture the universe and its deities.

A voice from far and near sounds as if it is coming from outside,
And simultaneously from within me says:
“Enter thy dream.”

I enter.

I dream.

Filed under: 🜃 Infinite – exploring the unseen forces behind creation, truth, and existence.
Beyond Time’s Flow

There is a state,
Quite hard to tell,
Beyond what language
Can dispel.
It’s not this world we think
We know,
Where minutes tick
And seasons flow.

Imagine now
A domain so vast,
Where time’s constraints
Have all been cast
Into an open, timeless sea –
An endless stretch
Of just to Be.

And yet this realm
Is not mere naught,
A lifeless void
Of absence sought.
For it’s alive with
Pure Presence bright,
A fullness radiating light.

Within this state freed
From time’s veil,
Our ideas of change
Cannot prevail.
Neither fixed nor ever-shifting,
It encompasses all
Without drifting.

Both boundless as the infinite,
And intimate as the divine wit,
This atemporal,
Uncaused Cause
Pervades all realms
Without pause.

So do not ask,
“Is it moving still?”
For that’s a question
Born of ill –
The ill of thinking
In past and future,
Which this existence
Does not nurture.

It is and isn’t,
All as one,
Like mai-un-mai
In Vedanta’s sun.
The final truth words
Fail to render,
An is-and-is-not
Must we tender.

This essence beyond measure,
Is life’s great everlasting treasure.
Though reason cannot
Here reside,
Our hearts and souls
Can well abide.

Filed under: 🜃 Infinite – exploring the unseen forces behind creation, truth, and existence.