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Poem of the Month

August 2011

SLEEPING BUDDHA

My soul is like a restless wind
That’s meant to roam alone
For no matter where it wanders
It isn’t really home
For home is with the Angels
Far beyond the stars
In a place called Eden
Where time can’t leave its scars
For things there last forever
All flowers never fade
And music flows around you
In ways that can’t be played
Unless you are an Angel
Whose voice is oh so pure
It cleanse all the lifetimes
That each soul does endure
And there amongst those daydreams
Still waiting for his chance
You’ll find the sleeping Buddha
Asleep within a trance
A trance of endless knowing
that’s nothings as it seems
and all souls have their moments
To live each single dream.

Love and Light

Phil T

This Poem talks about enlightenment of the soul and how eventually the soul lives all its dreams in the reality of its many lifetimes...
Love and Light Phil T