For this writing, I did an experiment to see what came through after my morning meditation. Hmm, only took about 25 minutes. Nice!
What comes after meditation?
After some sacred time in contemplation
After the bliss of silent whisper, a surreal song
The gentle reminders of an eternal calm
What arrives after that serene stillness sublime?
Perhaps a few words placed in meter and rhyme
But the one major theme that can not be denied
Is that there is an outer world, as there is one inside
There is a world not always made of sugar and spice
Upon arising from meditation, there is always this life
Life in all of its many myriads of form
Some I wish to discard; some I wish to adorn
There are parts of life that are, yup, a complete drag
And then the treasures of experiences I’m so glad I’ve had
There are ups and downs and smiles and frowns
With a circus of every sort of face on the clowns
Yes, this can be a circus with its wacky wacked-out whacks
And stacks of stupidity with attacks from the back
Yet there is also a nature supreme beyond this mere dream
Bringing a beauty, a light, a love - beyond that which is seen
So what do we with all this after sitting so still?
Surrender to the circus or to God’s divine will
Maybe we embrace whatever comes our way
And leave it to the archangels to clear clouds away
Perhaps we bring that inner stillness to all that we have here
Or just carry it closer, as the darkness comes near
Life will bring us everything, in a million different forms
With our inner light, we can weather any turbulent storms
And so what comes after meditation to this poet’s mind?
I imagine some inspiration born of meter and rhyme
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