Contemplation

When in quiet contemplation

we immerse our unfettered selves

let go of the ordinary,

the everyday and mundane

in silent Depths beyond the known

streams of thought's we embrace,

and silence shouts in timeless space

Find your way,

Through past echoes, of shadows gray.

Lose yourself in thought,

where Contemplation’s pull,

becomes your restless guide.

What is found within a life unbound...

if not

love, joy, pleasure and beauty untold!

Beyond confines of mortal mind,

a realm unfurls, unseen, unknown.

Find your way,

Through past echoes, past shadows gray.

Lost in thought, Contemplation’s pull,

Becomes your restless guide.

The ordinary becomes extraordinary

fading to ash,

Revealing truths no words could grasp.

The dance of stars, the pulse of stone,

The cosmos sings...a voice unknown.

Each thread of time, a fleeting loom,

in depths we seek, where light wanes,

and soul's cry out...lift the chain,

contemplation finds its throne,

And births a beauty all its own.

Still is the night, find your way,

Through past echoes, in shadows gray.

Lost in thought,

Become your own restless guide.

Beneath the whisper of ancient skies,

a quiet vastness lies.

Thoughts ripple like hidden streams

Caught between reality and dream.

The weight of worlds, the drift of time

Unfolds in rhythm, pure, sublime.

Each moment hangs, a fragile thread

Binding the living to the dead.

The wind speaks truths, the earth stands still, Each silence bends to thought's own will.

What echoes linger in the soul, that grasp at life, yet crave the whole?

Beyond the edges of fleeting grace, mind journeys where no steps can trace.

In contemplation's boundless light, One finds the depths to break the night.

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Rise from the ashes, renewed beneath forgiving skies.

What once was lost now breathes again,

Through tender shoots in earth and rain.

The fleeting past, the seeds we sow,

Return as truths we thought unknown.

The stars, the soil, the endless sea,

All echo with life's eternity.

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Contemplation births the dawn,

Where shadows fade, and fears are gone.

A world reborn, once veiled, now shown

A new beginning of all once known.

Horizons stretch where ends begin,

each echo deep, beating within quiet hearts.

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Feel the rhythm of your heart,

beating slow, the tango of time,

where thoughts flow like a river

carving paths unknown,

Contemplation sings, I’m not alone.