Cynthia A. Morgan's Blog, page 321

Wordless Wednesday – Tranquil Ways

 

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Beautiful Photographs found at the following sites: hdwallpapers.com, .ftg.org.uk,  michaelsteele.deviantart,  hdimagelib.com, 4k-wallpaper.net 

Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Original Photographers.  Thank You!

Filed under: Wordless Wednesday Tagged: Beautiful Earth, Beautiful Photographs, BnV, BooknVolume, Earth_Pics, Light, Nature, photography, Spring, Spring forest, ~Morgan~

Wordless Wednesday – Delicate Luster

 

 

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Beautiful Photographs found at the following sites: fanpop.com, wallcoo.net, & Pinteres

Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Original Photographers.  Thank You!

Filed under: Wordless Wednesday Tagged: Beautiful Earth, Beautiful Photographs, Beauty, BnV, BooknVolume, Earth_Pics, Flowering Trees, Nature, photography, Spring, Spring Blossoms, ~Morgan~

Early Morn – Daily Haiku

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Calm of early Morn

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Awakening Breath with Light

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Gentle Soothing Hush

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Beautiful Photograph found on hdimagelib.com   Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Original Photographer.  Thank You!

Filed under: Poetry Tagged: Beautiful Photographs, BnV, BooknVolume, Calm, Haiku, Hush, life, Light, Nature, Peace, Poem, poetry, Poetry Blog, ~Morgan~

Blithe

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Blithe

In the Liquescent Splendor

Of Night,

Subtle

Suspiration of Your Breath

Sweet Delight,

Sigh

As the Shifting Candlelight

Slow Burns,

Gasp

While my Heart Pounds

As it Yearns,

You

In the Delicate Velvet

Moonlight,

Blithe

And Breathless at the

Exquisite Sight!

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Beautiful Photograph found on reflections-of-grace.tumblr.  Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Original Photographer.  Thank You~

 

Filed under: Poetry Tagged: Beautiful Photographs, BnV, BooknVolume, Desire, Love, Love Poetry, Night, passion, Poem, poetry, Poetry Blog, relationships, Romance, ~Morgan~

Understated Yearning – Daily Haiku

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My Heart Longs for You

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Such Understated Yearning

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Each Beat, Each Breath, Sighs

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Beautiful Original Artwork by:  ANDRE KOHN

Filed under: Poetry Tagged: BnV, BooknVolume, Desire, Longing, Love, Poem, poetry, Poetry Blog, relationships, Romance, Sighs, Soul Mates, ~Morgan~

Song of Harmony

Shapeless as Midnight

Burning in the Endless Sky,

Timeless as the Paradox

Of Ever Questing Sight,

Haunting as the Memory

Of Forgotten Soliloquy,

Passionate as Splendor

Once Share between You and me.

Renewal as Invigorating

As Spring ‘neath Blossoms Blooming,

Hunger as complete

As Addiction, All Consuming,

Love Burns,

And Yearns,

And Ever Returns,

Its Song of Harmony Resuming.

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Beautiful Original Artwork by: Pure Lily at Deviantart.com

Filed under: Poetry Tagged: BnV, BooknVolume, Desire, Dreams, Harmony, Longing, Love, Poem, poetry, Poetry Blog, relationships, Romance, Soul Mates, ~Morgan~

Those We Do Not Speak Of – What is the Essence?

Before continuing on, I should like to say that I am delighted you are as interested as I am about this subject and are willing to share this journey with me and others, who, like you, are also curious. As we travel along, I will ask many questions; any and all of which you are free to comment on (and I hope you will) or even take that particular question and write your own post or poem with your thoughts and ideas about it.  If you do, I would love if you might link back to the original post so we are all able to stay connected, but I feel this is a wonderful way to expand the conversation.  I am looking forward to our discussions and hope you will continue to find Those We Do Not Speak Of compelling.

Now, let’s take a moment to talk about What is The Essence….

When we establish what it is we are Able to Believe, we are free to move forward to explore the realm of Those We Do Not Speak Of more extensively.  Assuming we are Able to Believe that something happens after we pass through death; that another plane of existence does exist, it is equally as important to determine what it is that passes over into that new Life. Is it a Ghost? A Spirit? Our immortal Soul? Our Katra?  As before, I do not Believe it matters what name we choose to call that which passes over, although I will tend to use Essence because I Believe It embodies all we are, hope for, and dream of; but what matters is:  are we Able to Believe it leaves our physical body and moves onward, journeying to another place; perhaps another time?  Does our Essence find that place we call by other, less important names:  Elysium, Heaven, Nirvana; a place where the limitations of our physical manifestation are stripped away; where we are freed from those confines and are able to exist entirely as energy?  (If the Essence is unable to pass into that new realm, or chooses not to, will be explored in a future post.)

What type of Energy we ultimately become we do not need to debate.  The specifics will only bog us down and create boundaries and, once we cross over into that new realm, I Believe boundaries are eliminated.  It should be sufficient to say that we become a form of Energy that is as close to perfect as possible.  In that place of Perfection, we are finally able to Be everything we now are not; all we presently long to be, strife for, and hope to achieve. How and Why are more interesting questions.  Is it because all those things for which we strive are driven from an internal desire to Be (to coin the phrase) All we Can Be.  Is it our Essence that Inspires us to strive for Perfection because It is perfect?  Does the Essence of who we are act as our guide, quietly whispering truth, whether or not we choose to listen?  And if it does, is it this inner voice; this inner understanding of everything we cannot presently comprehend in our present state of limitation, which compels us to Ask those questions to which there are no “rational” answers?

We, then, are beings of Energy. The physical existence is fleeting, yet who and what we are remains and, when we shuffle off this mortal coil, our Essence returns to that eternal realm, but do we remain there, abiding in endless joy and light or do we merely rest and renew; then return to this plane of existence once again?  This cycle has names, of course, because we, in our limited state of being, need to name things in order to define them.  Reincarnation. Rebirth. Bhava, but as we already understand, the name is not important or even If it actually occurs; what we shall consider is:  if our perfected Essence is, indeed, Immortal, does it remain in that place Beyond or is it able to return to this plane?  If it is Able, what are the manifestations it is Able to take?  Do we return to this life again in the physical form or are we able to cross the divide and return to the physical world as Perfected Energy?

My mind cannot comprehend what Perfected Energy might be, but I am Able to Believe it exists.  However, as I am incapable of understanding what Perfected Energy is or how my limited five senses might perceive it, how will I know when I experience it? How will my mind comprehend something I cannot conceive?  Will my eyes witness something inexplicable?  A light anomaly or a wisp of smoke where none should be?  Can my ears hear a sound in an otherwise silent room or, perhaps, a voice where no speaker is visibly present?  Am I able to feel the touch of Perfected Energy if it chooses to reach out to me or smell a familiar scent I had forgotten in its absence?  In a state of Perfection, how does the Essence of what made us who we are Communicate with we who are imperfect?

If we look beyond our fears; if we open our minds to the Possibility of something reaching out from Beyond, then perhaps we may begin to Experience those mysteries, which I Believe are all around us.  Perhaps, if we step past our limitations by choosing to Believe, we also step closer, if only infinitesimally, to Perfection, which, in turn, opens our perception and our understanding to those things we cannot comprehend when we are closed.  Once we take that small step forward by defining what we are Able to Believe and Able to Perceive; are we, then, Able to Experience? If we are, what shall we Experience?

Communication with Those We Do Not Speak Of, which we shall explore further next time.

 

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Beautiful Image found at  Can Stock Photo Inc. / Nejron and Adele Lorienne

Filed under: Just Me Musing Tagged: BnV, BooknVolume, ghosts, Heaven, Life and Death, Paranormal, Spirits, spirituality, The Essence of Being, Transcendence, ~Morgan~

Friday Fantasy – Blossoms

 

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As the breeze falls Delicate upon her shoulder,

As the Dawning sun Smiles betwixt her hands, so Fair,

Through the Dappled viridian shades of the forest,

Blossoms Cascade from her silken hair;

Though the shadows fell in a leaden Hush,

Though the hours were long, abysmal and cold,

Colour Shimmers from her Crystalline Gaze,

Bright Hues of Mirth in rose, lavender, Gold!

Dance, Sweet Maid, upon the Newly sprung Day;

Twirl your Enchantment in the Melodious Morn

Dark Winter, at last, has released her Clasp,

And Blossoms upon the Bright Spring are Born!

 

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Beautiful Original Artwork by:  yuehui tang

Filed under: Friday Fantasy, Poetry Tagged: Beauty, BnV, BooknVolume, life, Nature, Poem, poetry, Poetry Blog, relationships, Seasons, Spring, ~Morgan~

Friday Fantasy – Echo’s Song

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Echo

Whisper

Light

Falling

Place

Time

Ever

Calling

Shadows

Rebirth

Memory

Shifting

What Was

What Is

Futility

Lifting

Echo

Song

Renewal

Joy

Memory

Lingering

Newly

Employed

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Beautiful Artwork Found on:  wall.alphacoders.com  Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Original Artist.  Thank You!

Filed under: Friday Fantasy, Poetry Tagged: BnV, BooknVolume, Fantasy Landscape, life, Memory, Nature, Poem, poetry, Poetry Blog, Renewal, time, ~Morgan~

Friday Fantasy – Priestess of Spring

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Mother of Earth Renewal,

Life Springing from her Gentle Hands,

Wealth of Intoxicating Verve

Around her falls like Emerald Sand.

Empress of Rejuvenation,

Youth and Beauty Flowering Fair,

Awakening those who Wait in Slumber

With Verdant Caresses Beyond Compare.

Priestess of Life Springing New,

Kiss of Balm upon her Lips,

Welcoming All who Welcome Her

As Time through Her Seasons Slip.

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Beautiful Original Artwork by: Lauren Small at Deviantart.com

Filed under: Friday Fantasy, Poetry Tagged: BnV, BooknVolume, Harmony, life, Mother Nature, Nature, Poem, poetry, Poetry Blog, relationships, Seasons, Spring, ~Morgan~