We who with songs beguile your pilgrimage / And swear that Beauty lives though lilies die, / We Poets of the proud old lineage / Who sing to find your hearts, we know not why ... (James Elroy Flecker)

24.5.19

Body of Light



Body of Light

To build your body of light,
begin with the feet.
Close your eyes, breathe deep,
then see with your eyes shut.
See first the left foot
then the right
filled with light, encased in light, 
radiant, golden, blazing.
Both your feet become pure light.

Take your time. Go slowly 
up through your body:
calves, knees, thighs, belly, hips,
turning them all into light,
seeing their light – how intense! –
dwelling in that light. 

Now your waist, your chest, 
shoulders, elbows, forearms, hands,  
and back up to the neck. 
See your neck become light, your throat 
fill up with light. Bit by bit,
see every part of your body
filled with, surrounded by light.

Surround your head with light.
Let light fill your jaw, 
your ears, your eyes, your brain –
gradually, until you see
your whole head pulse with light.
Now you are all light.
Sit awhile in the light,
as the light. Be light.

Eventually, let the light 
gently fade
from your conscious vision,
first from your head,
then neck and shoulders,
arms and hands,
chest, belly and hips,
each leg, each foot....

Yet you hold within 
the invisible light.
All day, all night
it fills you, shines from you 
psychically now.
Though few may see, all will feel, 
and you will feel
the steady glow of your inner light.


Written for Poets United's Midweek Motif ~ Light.


10 comments:

  1. This is very beautiful to read, and will be even more so to follow and experience. Wonderful.

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    1. Oh, I love the implication that you are going to do it! xx

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  2. This is pure meditation. This is how the Eastern people, who are initiated try to see the chosen god within. So beautiful, Rosemary.

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  3. This seems it would be a wonderful exercise, I will have to try it

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  4. How often have I drawn light through my physical self without thinking to capture it in a poem? So I will keep yours. I like how it played me: I was reluctant to let go of the Light, and then you let me keep the wick it had lit, the Light inside. Nicely done.

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  5. Rosemary, reading this poem, am reminded of the breathing exercises taught to me, to ground myself, during anxiety/panic attacks. Which is, a huge positive, should more people take the time, and practice this.

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  6. I loved this one too. It works when you try it and you feel relaxed and happy afterwards.

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