there is nothing to gain.
Ultimately,
there is nothing to lose.
Let it be—just this.
Wu wei.
#poem #poetry #poet #poetrycommunity #zen #Daoism #Taoism #mysticism
there is nothing to gain.
Ultimately,
there is nothing to lose.
Let it be—just this.
Wu wei.
#poem #poetry #poet #poetrycommunity #zen #Daoism #Taoism #mysticism
there is nothing to gain.
Ultimately,
there is nothing to lose.
Let it be—just this.
Wu wei.
#poem #poetry #poet #poetrycommunity #zen #Daoism #Taoism #mysticism
there is nothing to gain.
Ultimately,
there is nothing to lose.
Let it be—just this.
Wu wei.
#poem #poetry #poet #poetrycommunity #zen #Daoism #Taoism #mysticism
The link to poem:
kamranrmp.wordpress.com/2025/06/18/y...
The link to poem:
kamranrmp.wordpress.com/2025/06/18/y...
I thought I was flying—
high above, proud of my wings,
confident in the sharpness of my gaze.
At will,
I’d shift direction,
a master of skies,
and oh, .......
.....
Read the full poem here
kamranrmp.wordpress.com/2025/05/26/a...
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I thought I was flying—
high above, proud of my wings,
confident in the sharpness of my gaze.
At will,
I’d shift direction,
a master of skies,
and oh, .......
.....
Read the full poem here
kamranrmp.wordpress.com/2025/05/26/a...
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a flicker in the wind,
a ripple in time,
not here a breath ago,
not here a breath ahead.
Let go of the myths
you wear like second skin,
shed the borrowed weight
of soul and name.
Sit still, listen—
you are taking yourself too seriously.
#poem #poetry #mysticism
a flicker in the wind,
a ripple in time,
not here a breath ago,
not here a breath ahead.
Let go of the myths
you wear like second skin,
shed the borrowed weight
of soul and name.
Sit still, listen—
you are taking yourself too seriously.
#poem #poetry #mysticism
To speak is to weave a cage of words.
How can the sky be bound?
How can the river be held in a name?
#spiritual #spirituality #meditation #mysticism #selfrealization #enlightenment
To speak is to weave a cage of words.
How can the sky be bound?
How can the river be held in a name?
#spiritual #spirituality #meditation #mysticism #selfrealization #enlightenment
Particular mind
at a particular time
I am too particular
#poet #poetry #poem #observation #mysticism
Particular mind
at a particular time
I am too particular
#poet #poetry #poem #observation #mysticism
the self sensing itself,
a shape drawn in air.
Not that—
the thought of self,
a shadow cast by mind.
Neither stays.
#poem #poetry #poet #zen #mysticism #meditation #enlightenment
the self sensing itself,
a shape drawn in air.
Not that—
the thought of self,
a shadow cast by mind.
Neither stays.
#poem #poetry #poet #zen #mysticism #meditation #enlightenment
a flicker in the wind,
a ripple in time,
not here a breath ago,
not here a breath ahead.
Let go of the myths
you wear like second skin,
shed the borrowed weight
of soul and name.
Sit still, listen—
you are taking yourself too seriously.
#poem #poetry #mysticism
a flicker in the wind,
a ripple in time,
not here a breath ago,
not here a breath ahead.
Let go of the myths
you wear like second skin,
shed the borrowed weight
of soul and name.
Sit still, listen—
you are taking yourself too seriously.
#poem #poetry #mysticism
To speak is to weave a cage of words.
How can the sky be bound?
How can the river be held in a name?
#spiritual #spirituality #meditation #mysticism #selfrealization #enlightenment
To speak is to weave a cage of words.
How can the sky be bound?
How can the river be held in a name?
#spiritual #spirituality #meditation #mysticism #selfrealization #enlightenment