Hermit Poems - Poems about Hermit

...There are so many paths that we’re spoilt for choice, each religion claiming it alone is true, yet all admit that love’s the pulse of God’s voice, so shifting from head to heart, blessings accrue.......Read the rest...

...melding with the shifting hues of a scarlet sunset dissolving ego identity while playing with a child taking in the breeze wafting through pine trees invoking grace by making heart soft an......Read the rest...

...the hermit who sought a rainbow body was foiled from the start by ego’s desire for the novelty which he wished to own......Read the rest...

...the eristic hermit ~ self-judges his merit......Read the rest...

...The widow's eyelids of the house gradually close, Over the empty rooms, where love once wove the velvet of longing. My wife has dissolved into the echo of days, my daughter - a fleeting thought, B......Read the rest...

...We are the power, that enlivens body-mind, yet strangely we prefer trance. In this lucid dream, as both subject and object, all that is, is light of Self.......Read the rest...

...Before the seed of thought is allowed to sprout, it is best we pause and examine the cause, filtered through lens of love, to be free from doubt, because oh hermit, our heart’s not free from flaws......Read the rest...

...Form the vessel, heartbeat life, breath acting as the midwife, paving way for soul to rise, bliss drenched, in childlike surprise. Space God’s form, wherein we dwell and so hermit, all is well......Read the rest...

...discarding fears that no longer serve us ~ oh worthy hermit, let’s board God’s bliss bus......Read the rest...

...attached to form that’s doomed to die with each breath soul lets out a sigh till the day we choose to be still then oh hermit, we wingless fly......Read the rest...

...Those practicing Tantra urge us to celebrate, albeit in an aspect of childlike trust and surrender, whilst Buddhists lay emphasis on emptiness, essentially negating play of aversion and desire an......Read the rest...

...In the chamber of the soul, where silences gather, I dwell as a hermit in the city of foam, Where the world seems like a faded illusion, I wrap myself in thoughts, like a tree in its closed bark. ......Read the rest...

...What we affirm now, has been said before but know dear soul, the word is not the thing and so shifting from thinking to feeling, being a melding of head with the heart, in staid silence, negating......Read the rest...

...Hermit crab human scuttling about In my new life. Ill fitting suit. Like wearing your mother's clothes - Clip clopping around the kitchen... High heals filled with little feet... And dreams of a......Read the rest...

...We looked in our head and found nothing there, save wisps of smoky thoughts, heart manifest, so we dived into our heart, where we found light of awareness, that makes us aware, whence......Read the rest...