Philosophical Poetry

The Soul's Canvas

mystery

  • Unspoken Depths

    Unspoken Depths

    Listen to
    The whisper of thoughts
    Before they become words.

    See
    Time’s invisible sleigh of hands
    Sculpting moments from eternity.

    Smell
    The fragrance of dreams
    Wafting from the subconscious.

    Taste
    The flavor of emotions
    Simmering in the heart’s cauldron.

    Feel
    The weight of unwritten roles
    Hovering in potential.

    Experience
    Worlds beyond worlds,
    Realities folded within realities.
    Destiny hidden in a single cell.

    Perceive
    Stretching the mind’s canvas
    Beyond the frame of possibility.

    Plant
    The seed,
    The sparks of revelation,
    In the fertile soil of wonder.

    Embrace
    The paradox of being,
    Both particle and wave,
    Observer and observed.

    Navigate
    The labyrinth of the self,
    A mirror reflecting the cosmos.

    Resonate
    With the frequency of creation,
    Vibrating in harmony
    A note in the cosmic chord.

    Transcend
    The boundaries of perception,
    To touch the face of mystery.

    In these unspoken depths,
    We find the silent spaces between heartbeats,
    Where eternity whispers its secrets.

    Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.

  • Beyond The Untold

    Beyond The Untold

    Imagine hearing,
    What the speaker
    Could not hear.

    Imagine seeing,
    What the watchmaker
    Could not see.

    Imagine smelling,
    What the perfumer
    Could not sense.

    Imagine tasting,
    What the cook
    Could not savor.

    Imagine feeling,
    What the actor’s senses
    Could not perceive.

    Imagine experiencing,
    What the storyteller
    Never lived.

    Imagine conceiving,
    What the mother
    Never foresaw.

    Imagine creating
    All of that,
    And none of it your own,
    Borrowing the universe
    To craft a single star.

    In the space between
    What is, what’s hidden, and what could be,

    Let your imagination
    Imagine for you.

    Just imagine.

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

  • Egg of the Unknown

    Egg of the Unknown

    Darkness of the unknown
    Lays an egg that goes astray.
    A crystal tear, and an honest smile:
    Praise the believer,
    And forgive the blind.

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

  • Death Opens Doors

    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.

  • Living the Mystery

    Living the Mystery

    The journey is as long
    As the mystery is.
    For in every step we take,
    A new world, words.

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

  • There is More

    There is More

    There is more than the grounds we stand on,
    That hold us.

    There is more than these words we speak,
    That gather us.

    There is more than this time we got,
    That preserves us.

    There is more than those thoughts we have,
    That enlighten us.

    There is more than a heart we romance,
    That touches us.

    There is more than navigating genes we inherit,
    That guide us.

    There is more than
    Flesh, breath and blood.

    There is more than
    We know.

    There is more than
    You and me.

    There is more than
    A physical connection.

    There is only one truthful line we know,
    One truthful page we feel

    There is more than…

    It’s called

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