Haiku

[phlux]

Intent;

Its like a funnel,
Pouring energy down, through
to experience.

Formlessness to form
through ones mindfull willingness.
Intent is movement.

Giving thanks allows,
for one to keep on flowing -
a natural state.

Looking deep within,
for only movement exists.
Still - is illusion.

 

[Flatlander]

I am aware
A gentle breeze
making me new

I sit in silence
Alone in the grass
Feeling the universe

The I, now gone
Myriad sensations
experienced through conciousness

 

[Jay Bell]

Though I'm innocent,
I resolve not to sleep with...
Oh, who am I kidding?

 

[Cryozombie]

Nice guys.

 

[MA-Caver]

Entering the darkness
Illuminated by my light
Soft sounds in blackness
Smell of earth

Sensing nothing
Sensing everything save sight
Sound of my heart
Beating, just right.

 

[Frank Anford]

Sleeping gentle
Held by the night
Compassionate actions my pillow