Category: mystics

  • The Ancients

    by Carmen H Gray Time passes it is a path of fallen petals strewn across soundlessly, like dew drops upon fresh blades of grass they are just as temporal each petal holds a moment whereby a day was lived, gladly or sadly depending on the circumstances they disintegrate softly curling inward becoming part of the […]

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  • The Light that Pervades All Things

    The Light that Pervades All Things

    “Whether you worship Christ, Krishna, Kali or Allah, you actually worship the one Light that is also in you, since It pervades all things.” ― Anandamayi Ma The Light That Pervades All Things by Carmen H Gray Within you there is a light It has a certain miraculous quality that gives it momentum To traverse the […]

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  • I AM-NESS

    I AM-NESS

    “The intuition of the moral sentiment is an insight of the perfection of the laws of the soul. These laws execute themselves. They are out of time, out of space, and not subject to circumstance.”-Ralph Waldo Emerson I Am-Ness by Carmen H Gray   I Am-ness is letting the whole be made up of all […]

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  • The Rich Deep Tones of A Cello

    drawing by Carmen H Gray The Rich Deep Tones of A Cello by Carmen H Gray I’ve heard it in my dreams As if he called to me His voice in that same living tone Of her beloved instrument The sound waves echoing from our distant past An expanding ripple of spheres That reach across […]

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  • From A Dream

    “A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.”-Oscar Wilde From A Dream by Carmen H Gray You and I, we made such vagaries of the mind We called ourselves by unrelated names And wandered into an […]

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  • Truth Teller

    art & poem by Carmen H Gray   Harbinger of Truth Night Scout Spirit of the hidden realms You called out Before dayspring with its auspicious, tender light Caught me, heedless in my faraway flight Who? Who? You asked And I heard the question Though I found no origin Surrounding my perception What were you […]

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  • Sundays in Autumn

    art and poetry by Carmen H Gray Sundays in Autumn Sundays in Autumn are alive In and amongst the decay The burnished rust revealing That even an exquisite crown Moves from its gilded beginnings To evidence of archaic vulnerable venerability All this I see with a deep inhale and an exhilarating sigh That great oak, […]

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  • Autumn

    Art and Poetry by Carmen H Gray Autumn The clouds opened up in October Fay beings in my garden All of the old souls summoned from the cold, misty northlands Landing hither and thither On that one flower that overshadows me It grew from seed, you never know what will happen When you send seeds […]

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  • Thou Art This

    art and poem by Carmen H Gray   Tenderly she rivers the night sky With petals in place of feathers She moves in body and soul All strings and stars expanding Impermeable and eternal Creation cradled to heart Beating softly in the enveloped song of Humanity They are vast as the sky together Wider than […]

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  • Zen and The Art of Survivor Maintenance

    PET Scan by Carmen H Gray Whirring noises are the sounds of birds in flight The cold air a misty San Francisco morning in the depths of summer Prayers whispered to Whoever while my hand touches the soft fuzz of her delicate hair Delicate shell, the inverse of Her being, Her soul, Her unconquerable spirit […]

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