Warning: Contains some explicit (audio) language, no explicit visuals
The Rapture of Yin is an aggressive poem with a little swag on it, but it's meant to express the beauty of the woman's presence and independence and correct the false thinking that a woman should submit in order to have a rightful/equal place within the cultural dynamic or to have that place defined based solely on gender.
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September 29, 2009
September 26, 2009
The Last Teardrop
Wandering through the halls of my conscious, I look for a window to pierce through. Constantly seeking to find the answers that knock questionably on the doors of my heart. Lost and empty, the days of spiritual connectivity seem like a distant memory and then, a teardrop falls.
There’s a longing deep within… faint music playing feels resonant, but I can’t place the words to the song. The vibrations of my spirit seem to somewhat mumble the aria, as if it were something I’ve heard on the radio in passing. I can’t figure out what it all means and yet, another teardrop falls.
Why would this emotion, this distillation, spill from those pools just above my cheeks? Do we move through time so uncertain, so unaware, as to experience involuntary eruptions of emotion without any sound reasoning to the whys? Or do we already have all the answers we externally seek? Is it so difficult to be still and listen to the melodies of the universe, the beauty of one’s own heartbeat, or the rhythm of our very own breath?
Irony… I’m busier now I’ve ever imagined, yet my steps within the spiritual matrix are minute. Distractions within this holographic reality we call “life” create a foundation for a restless idleness, yet I never stop moving. My thoughts are constantly petitioned for attention by these daily contradictions, these dual yet distinct manifestations of choice and so another teardrop falls.
My drums have been tapped by the vibrations of an audio guidance, but I ignore the gentle whispers that have urged me to look past the illusions. Why do my ears occasionally ring deaf to these sounds?
Life is such a bittersweet epiphany of all that is before us. Some will realize the truth of life’s simplicity, accepting that the complexities that we face are self created and self induced… that we create our own dramas out of our need to play out the roles that we believe will portray the portrait of our truths. We are the directors of these grand theatrical productions, who carefully merge our visions with those of others, perfectly aligned with one another, for unity and evolution. As I realize this, pain and joy are experienced simultaneously, my emotions in arrest. The revelation of my artistic ability becomes manifest. I am the author of my own script. Pain is in the resistance, joy is in the liberation of knowing and understanding the purpose.
For now I cannot smile nor cry, but I do await the moment when the last teardrop will fall and fall no more.
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There’s a longing deep within… faint music playing feels resonant, but I can’t place the words to the song. The vibrations of my spirit seem to somewhat mumble the aria, as if it were something I’ve heard on the radio in passing. I can’t figure out what it all means and yet, another teardrop falls.
Why would this emotion, this distillation, spill from those pools just above my cheeks? Do we move through time so uncertain, so unaware, as to experience involuntary eruptions of emotion without any sound reasoning to the whys? Or do we already have all the answers we externally seek? Is it so difficult to be still and listen to the melodies of the universe, the beauty of one’s own heartbeat, or the rhythm of our very own breath?
Irony… I’m busier now I’ve ever imagined, yet my steps within the spiritual matrix are minute. Distractions within this holographic reality we call “life” create a foundation for a restless idleness, yet I never stop moving. My thoughts are constantly petitioned for attention by these daily contradictions, these dual yet distinct manifestations of choice and so another teardrop falls.
My drums have been tapped by the vibrations of an audio guidance, but I ignore the gentle whispers that have urged me to look past the illusions. Why do my ears occasionally ring deaf to these sounds?
Life is such a bittersweet epiphany of all that is before us. Some will realize the truth of life’s simplicity, accepting that the complexities that we face are self created and self induced… that we create our own dramas out of our need to play out the roles that we believe will portray the portrait of our truths. We are the directors of these grand theatrical productions, who carefully merge our visions with those of others, perfectly aligned with one another, for unity and evolution. As I realize this, pain and joy are experienced simultaneously, my emotions in arrest. The revelation of my artistic ability becomes manifest. I am the author of my own script. Pain is in the resistance, joy is in the liberation of knowing and understanding the purpose.
For now I cannot smile nor cry, but I do await the moment when the last teardrop will fall and fall no more.
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"A Return To Truth"
Radiant One
Blessed are we
Manifesting as
Individuated Emanations
Of You
Collectively Merging
Into The
Ocean Of Oneness
Collectively
We Are Born
To The
Dawn Of truth
Bathed In Love
And
Submerged
Within
The Sacredness of "I"
!There Is Only One!
In Truth
There Is No Lack
No Disease
No Poverty
Only The Distortions
That We Perceive
Through The Veils
That We Create
Divine Breath
Allow Me
To
Remember My Origin
To
Know Me
As
You Do
I AM
Abundantly Receiving
Now!
I AM
Whole and Healthy
Now!
I AM
In Receipt of All that I Need and Want
Now!
I Submit
I Submit
I Submit
To The
Perfection of "I"
I AM ONE
With The
Cosmic Mind
And
Heart
!Peace And "I" Are One!
A Shift Is Occurring...
A Change
Is
... Present ...
I Don't Need To Understand It
I Trust Source
&
I AM
Simply
GRATEFUL!
THANK YOU!
Blessed are we
Manifesting as
Individuated Emanations
Of You
Collectively Merging
Into The
Ocean Of Oneness
Collectively
We Are Born
To The
Dawn Of truth
Bathed In Love
And
Submerged
Within
The Sacredness of "I"
!There Is Only One!
In Truth
There Is No Lack
No Disease
No Poverty
Only The Distortions
That We Perceive
Through The Veils
That We Create
Divine Breath
Allow Me
To
Remember My Origin
To
Know Me
As
You Do
I AM
Abundantly Receiving
Now!
I AM
Whole and Healthy
Now!
I AM
In Receipt of All that I Need and Want
Now!
I Submit
I Submit
I Submit
To The
Perfection of "I"
I AM ONE
With The
Cosmic Mind
And
Heart
!Peace And "I" Are One!
A Shift Is Occurring...
A Change
Is
... Present ...
I Don't Need To Understand It
I Trust Source
&
I AM
Simply
GRATEFUL!
THANK YOU!
You Remind Me - DIP MJ
Paradox seems to be a theme that we share
So much contradiction between who we are
And who others need us to be
There is a drought in the land of courage
But as the mountains begin to bathe in the tears of the dew
You remind me that a thirst is quenched in the hearts of a few
When pain stomps through your life louder than thunder
And hunger rapes your body like a debilitating disease
When friendships become more deadly than an invasive bacterium
And avaricious behaviors seduce us into believing we are fulfilling our dreams
You remind me to be courageous
When we find that we are holding on to the better part of ourselves
Gazing toward the future with hope and reams of promise
When our world is filled with joy and we feel as if we've arrived
And the blessings gifted to us as children stand before our eyes
You remind me to be compassionate
If we were gaily enthralled in all that makes one, you
Or are torn between the world and the integrity of what we do
If we are crying out and grieving for this place
Or challenged by the disconnects that mar the reflections of our face
If we are loving and selfless in our acts
Or bitter emanations of the chagrin that we've packed
You remind us to BE only what God has asked...
I smile because you remind me
A Tribute To Michael Jackson ~ Dance In Peace (DIP) Michael
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So much contradiction between who we are
And who others need us to be
There is a drought in the land of courage
But as the mountains begin to bathe in the tears of the dew
You remind me that a thirst is quenched in the hearts of a few
When pain stomps through your life louder than thunder
And hunger rapes your body like a debilitating disease
When friendships become more deadly than an invasive bacterium
And avaricious behaviors seduce us into believing we are fulfilling our dreams
You remind me to be courageous
When we find that we are holding on to the better part of ourselves
Gazing toward the future with hope and reams of promise
When our world is filled with joy and we feel as if we've arrived
And the blessings gifted to us as children stand before our eyes
You remind me to be compassionate
If we were gaily enthralled in all that makes one, you
Or are torn between the world and the integrity of what we do
If we are crying out and grieving for this place
Or challenged by the disconnects that mar the reflections of our face
If we are loving and selfless in our acts
Or bitter emanations of the chagrin that we've packed
You remind us to BE only what God has asked...
I smile because you remind me
A Tribute To Michael Jackson ~ Dance In Peace (DIP) Michael
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Reverence for Divinity
Flame of fire, purify the conscious and unconscious
streams of thought between me and my glorious creator.
Ignite my creative passions manifesting a perpetual
glow of the Holy Presence around me. Winds of Peace,
gently, do I summon the sweet kisses of your eternal
grace. Celestial rain whispers an escort through the
trees of the worlds and I observe the Divine's
presence in every drop. Mountain tops shower in the
milk of the sun's rays, while it's fortifying wisdom
illuminates every expression of life. Oh Divine One,
my love for you is present in every exchange of my
breath. The rhythmic drum of my soul chants your
praises and glorifies your Divine names. I can hear
the symbols of the angels as they dance in harmony
with the spirits that lullaby the universe. Elders of
majestic silence calms all the noise and my inner
voice is strengthened. My soul is free to soar the
chords of the music. Giver of life, Essence of love,
Eternal flame... I drink from the cosmic ocean that my
breath may be sweetened with wisdom and gratitude. My
heart melts with appreciation, knowing that the doorway to
higher consciousness is always open and its flutes of
promise unyielding in its welcoming. We are of one wave, one
breath, one light and I stand in eternal awe.
Note: This work is a part of the larger body of what is known as "Inner Reflections," created and authored by Tamara F. Edwards a.k.a. Nabiyah An-Nur. Unauthorized reproduction or duplication, in whole or in part is a violation of applicable laws. Printed and distributed in U.S.A. All rights reserved.
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streams of thought between me and my glorious creator.
Ignite my creative passions manifesting a perpetual
glow of the Holy Presence around me. Winds of Peace,
gently, do I summon the sweet kisses of your eternal
grace. Celestial rain whispers an escort through the
trees of the worlds and I observe the Divine's
presence in every drop. Mountain tops shower in the
milk of the sun's rays, while it's fortifying wisdom
illuminates every expression of life. Oh Divine One,
my love for you is present in every exchange of my
breath. The rhythmic drum of my soul chants your
praises and glorifies your Divine names. I can hear
the symbols of the angels as they dance in harmony
with the spirits that lullaby the universe. Elders of
majestic silence calms all the noise and my inner
voice is strengthened. My soul is free to soar the
chords of the music. Giver of life, Essence of love,
Eternal flame... I drink from the cosmic ocean that my
breath may be sweetened with wisdom and gratitude. My
heart melts with appreciation, knowing that the doorway to
higher consciousness is always open and its flutes of
promise unyielding in its welcoming. We are of one wave, one
breath, one light and I stand in eternal awe.
Note: This work is a part of the larger body of what is known as "Inner Reflections," created and authored by Tamara F. Edwards a.k.a. Nabiyah An-Nur. Unauthorized reproduction or duplication, in whole or in part is a violation of applicable laws. Printed and distributed in U.S.A. All rights reserved.
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“Timeless”
Souls journeying through familiar space find themselves drawn by the same magnetism that holds the planets steady
Seeking balance, they fluctuate between discipline and nature, oneness and selfishness
Spreading the wings of their truth and safely anchored
By the tree of life, growth is inevitable
What is judged and what is seen has been defied
Brushed off before as a passing moment, now, manifests as Beauty
Born of love and what seemed so plain is a higher truth
Timeless treasures lie within the notes of an unplayed song
Wisdom unimagined, formless, and untouched
Tenderly whispering on the neck of our memories
Blindly we are bound by the chains of our pride
Scarcely finding our way to true freedom
Honesty is the only gateway to promises unfulfilled
Swords Play is simply the Ego masking itself
behind the shadows of emotional inadequacy and victories hoped for
An imaginary crown for a king that constantly seeks to prove himself and yet; worthiness is counterfeit...
For he or she IS
Close your eyes that you may see
Lay down your sword that you may know the truth of your opponent
In essence, there is only you
Note: This work is a part of the larger body of what is known as "Inner Reflections," created and authored by Tamara F. Edwards a.k.a. Nabiyah An-Nur. Unauthorized reproduction or duplication, in whole or in part is a violation of applicable laws. Printed and distributed in U.S.A. All rights reserved.
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Seeking balance, they fluctuate between discipline and nature, oneness and selfishness
Spreading the wings of their truth and safely anchored
By the tree of life, growth is inevitable
What is judged and what is seen has been defied
Brushed off before as a passing moment, now, manifests as Beauty
Born of love and what seemed so plain is a higher truth
Timeless treasures lie within the notes of an unplayed song
Wisdom unimagined, formless, and untouched
Tenderly whispering on the neck of our memories
Blindly we are bound by the chains of our pride
Scarcely finding our way to true freedom
Honesty is the only gateway to promises unfulfilled
Swords Play is simply the Ego masking itself
behind the shadows of emotional inadequacy and victories hoped for
An imaginary crown for a king that constantly seeks to prove himself and yet; worthiness is counterfeit...
For he or she IS
Close your eyes that you may see
Lay down your sword that you may know the truth of your opponent
In essence, there is only you
Note: This work is a part of the larger body of what is known as "Inner Reflections," created and authored by Tamara F. Edwards a.k.a. Nabiyah An-Nur. Unauthorized reproduction or duplication, in whole or in part is a violation of applicable laws. Printed and distributed in U.S.A. All rights reserved.
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Colorless
Rainbows, what a phenomenal sight
A radiance of hue between heaven and earth
Majestic is each within its own vibration
If asked, how would one choose?
Surely, embodying one denies the others,
If only for a moment
Harmonic undertones blend these divine graduations into music and entangled in the awe of these enchanted rhythms is an element rarely noticed, most don’t see it
Although, some gifted with transcendence have been known to be captivated by it
It is pure essence and colorless
Ancient teachings have said that the mysteries of life can be found between the turning points of a breath
Similarly, between the colors and beyond is the Colorless
Undefined & creatively free
It is this miracle, which manifests color
And blends the possibilities of music into light
Yes… rainbows are a phenomenal sight
But it’s the "colorless" that give them life
Dedication: For Ahsha – My worries for you are no more
For you are a colorless miracle… I love you!
With Divine Love,
Nabiyah An-Nur
Note: This work is a part of the larger body of what is known as "Inner Reflections," created and authored by Tamara F. Edwards a.k.a. Nabiyah An-Nur. Unauthorized reproduction or duplication, in whole or in part is a violation of applicable laws. Printed and distributed in U.S.A. All rights reserved.
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A radiance of hue between heaven and earth
Majestic is each within its own vibration
If asked, how would one choose?
Surely, embodying one denies the others,
If only for a moment
Harmonic undertones blend these divine graduations into music and entangled in the awe of these enchanted rhythms is an element rarely noticed, most don’t see it
Although, some gifted with transcendence have been known to be captivated by it
It is pure essence and colorless
Ancient teachings have said that the mysteries of life can be found between the turning points of a breath
Similarly, between the colors and beyond is the Colorless
Undefined & creatively free
It is this miracle, which manifests color
And blends the possibilities of music into light
Yes… rainbows are a phenomenal sight
But it’s the "colorless" that give them life
Dedication: For Ahsha – My worries for you are no more
For you are a colorless miracle… I love you!
With Divine Love,
Nabiyah An-Nur
Note: This work is a part of the larger body of what is known as "Inner Reflections," created and authored by Tamara F. Edwards a.k.a. Nabiyah An-Nur. Unauthorized reproduction or duplication, in whole or in part is a violation of applicable laws. Printed and distributed in U.S.A. All rights reserved.
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