Spiritual Poetry Quotes

“Written on water,
their stories given to the sea,
carried where tides travel
to the holy book
at the end of time.”
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― Don Hynes, Stranger to the Beautiful: A Journey of Faith, Hope, and Transformation

“Life and the Universe are beneficent. If we make friends with our experience and work with the flow of life rather than against it, we will find that our highest good is being supported on all levels, and that there is nothing to fear.”
― Katherine Parker, Resonance Alchemy: Awakening the Tree of Life

“We love with all our heart but we also keep our heart light and pliable. It has space. It breathes. It waits on life to give instructions. It sings with sweetness when the winds are soft and warm. It stands with calm patience when the storm is brewing. It lets go when endings have left their irrefutable mark. It moves. It heals. It hopes.”
― Donna Goddard

“It is warmer here. Can you see the light? Trust it. It is safe. It has lived a long time. It has seen much more than you. You fight a demon that you once knew but the demon is already slain. And from the corner of your eye you will see the scattered, sacred fire reform again. Settle, settle. Peace, peace”
― Donna Goddard, Love's Longing

“Walk a bit further.
There is a different land not far away.
The people in it have the magic to break the icy fingers of the great death.
I heard that you don’t even have to pay.
However, you have to find their door.
It is only found by those who pay the other price.”
― Donna Goddard, Love's Longing

“More than nakedness,
for there is no cover to take.
The fire in your eyes
is ringed with water; wide and cool.
We are far from the brutal place,
but you do not think so.
You take my hand
and disappear like you were never there,
except that I am now somewhere else.”
― Donna Goddard, Love's Longing

“In the sacred connectedness of Love...

My consciousness has evolved enough to comprehend this existence is equivalent to a grasp of a dream, mentally unfathomable, the only potency is the truth of this moment.

Much love, peace and smiles to all~”
― Dean Pusell, Love The Universe In You

“Secretly, they call us in the night, beings of golden white light. Purple rays upon our crowns, all while we rest our head in bed. Dragons of orange vibration, reawakening our memory of our creation. We awaken with a feeling of bliss, all within the nighttime kiss. The secrets have been revealed, opened and no longer lay dormant inside. We call upon you to carry the light on beyond the night. Awaken to the spirit that is you. For, you will be received in the purple glow all around you. Burn on heart, and reawaken within us your presence. Call upon us secretly in the night.”
― Ulonda Faye, Sutras of the Heart: Spiritual Poetry to Nourish the Soul

“Soak your Soul, it is all you will ever need to know. Stay there- embrace each and every moment as a kiss from great spirit.

This time, tender to the heart
embraced by the Soul
it is all we really need to know.

Open to love's embrace. Know, with all your heart and all your Soul
you are loved.

Open your heart, and watch life ignite. Feast in joy, be in love, release it all to the moment and be at peace.”
― Ulonda Faye, Sutras of the Heart: Spiritual Poetry to Nourish the Soul

“Love is the natural vibration that comes when you realize your connection to everything.”
― Natalia Beshqoy, Awakening: Spiritual Poems for Humanity

“Rise up, from anything,
even that which you did not know was weighing you down.
Rise up, walk with me and talk with me.
You shine so bright in my Soul. Bright, even in the night.
Feel the release, set your Soul free. Breathe, in and out, with me.
Together, we fly, soaring high. Looking back at all the weight left behind;
Our ancestors guide us, as we return to the light, we embrace.”
― Ulonda Faye, Sutras of the Heart: Spiritual Poetry to Nourish the Soul

“The thorns, all within
I pulled you out.
Every sliver of infinite grace, I need not even give haste.
I feel you and return to you
In this sacred space,
even your thorns give me mercy
and never leave me thirsty.
The chill in the air
with the warmth of the sun
and the taste of this day
Oh, how shall I be unspun.”
― Ulonda Faye, Sutras of the Heart: Spiritual Poetry to Nourish the Soul

“Walking through the end, the beginning is near. Forever seeing clear, with each step and each breath, the Soul expands and yearns to be a part of creation, to serve you.

Each turn, every flicker of light, it offers such delight. The threshold, the point of no return. Ever so near, there is nothing to fear.

Walk with me, sweet spirit. Standing amongst the flower, ever reflecting the light, embracing the sweet fragrance of the sacred vibrations- turn to your Soul.

Awaken the spirit. An opening has been there all along. Walk forward, trust and embrace the mystery. Know that the beginning is the end, just as the end is the beginning.”
― Ulonda Faye, Sutras of the Heart: Spiritual Poetry to Nourish the Soul

“Himalayan Sonneteer Sonnet 49

I am one humanity,
Not one human being.
I am life, I am justice,
I am sentience expanding.
I live through your hands,
My motion lies in your feet.
To find me, look in the mirror,
For I am oneness most naive.
Family is world to most,
To me the world is family.
Your triumph is my triumph,
Your suffering is my tragedy.
We are not people, but vessels of possibility.
Peace, love, all is possible, when we take responsibility.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Himalayan Sonneteer: 100 Sonnets of Unsubmission

“Kainat Calling (The Sonnet)

I'll take your leave now,
Kainat is calling -
Ain't gonna stay amidst
your narrowness no more.
You conquered moon,
you'll conquer mars,
yet what's the point,
when your heart is
still beastly sore!
Break your sleep, o drowsy doofus,
Wake up to the auspicious joyville!
Where love and light are supreme law,
Wake up to that valley of joy and zeal!
Everyday is Christmas there,
Everyday is Ramadan and Juneteenth.
Stay in your archaic muck if you like,
I gotta go now, Kainat calling!”
― Abhijit Naskar, Visvavictor: Kanima Akiyor Kainat

“Entire world is church-n-mosque,
Folks forsaken are our deity.
Above all else humans are true,
Ain't no divinity but humanity.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Dervis Vadisi: 100 Promissory Sonnets

“Inclusion is illumination,
Segregation is degeneration.
Prejudice is utter unpiety,
No matter the indoctrination.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Dervis Vadisi: 100 Promissory Sonnets

“Shehit Shair Society, Sonnet
(Martyr Poets Society)

Poet* is martyred so poetry can live,
Monk is martyred so holiness can live.
Reformer is martyred so society can live,
Dervish is martyred so the cosmos can live.

Sufi is martyred so serenity can breathe,
Scientist is martyred so reason finds light.
Philosopher is martyred so curiosity lives,
Saint is martyred to keep the promise alive.

The just are martyred so injustice ends -
they diss us woke, we couldn't care less.
*Shairs and seers, we are sad figures -
It's from our wounds, the world draws courage.

Walk your wounds, surf your suffering.
Amidst self-lovers, martyr is the king.”
― Abhijit Naskar, The Humanitarian Dictator

“Time and space keep me here, but I am everywhere all at once. Take me away to the infinite spaces. Let me see more light, the layers and dimensions of me. Infinity is the frozen frame exploding into infinite frames...”
― Natalia Beshqoy, Awakening: Spiritual Poems for Humanity

“Everyone is dancing to their inner music. Everyone is playing a part, playing an instrument, within the music of your soul.”
― Natalia Beshqoy, Awakening: Spiritual Poems for Humanity

“You make waves by your mere existence. The universe is an ocean and we each wave in and out of each other.”
― Natalia Beshqoy, Awakening: Spiritual Poems for Humanity

“Beachcomber by Stewart Stafford

Sundial straight, I strode onshore,
Waves pulsing like a foetal lullaby,
Canine companion nestling my knee,
A chef's kiss-of-life breathing space.

Looking glass shimmer at the cliff's base,
Tranquility’s wellspring beneath my feet,
Sanctum of meditation, a paused life retreat,
My seagull eyewitnesses hovering above.

The seclusion sought yielded rewards,
A hit of joie de vivre in its purest form,
The sky’s spotlight and the humid wind,
Senses alive with the lapping, busy tide.

Nascent cloud veils gather at magic hour,
Amber inferno, foretaste of paradise,
Welcomed, savoured, and appreciated,
Driftwood floating home on sunset waters.

© 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford

“WHO AM I?
And Her answered:
‘I am the silence between the words, the whisper of the wind
through the leaves of the trees, the touch of the raindrops kissing
the ground, the feeling in heart fl utters. I am divine love that gave
birth to all divinity and humanity since the creation of time and
space. I am the God and Goddess of them all. I am the beginning
and the end of all it is. There is nothing after Me and nothing
before Me worth living for other than Love as absolute and infi nite
existence.’
So ‘Just Love Her’ and let the enlightenment bless your soul.”
― Raz Mihal, Just Love Her

“Love is the quiet place where the soul finally stops searching… because it knows it has arrived."
— Deo Volente”
― DEO VOLENTE, THE PULSE OF THE UNISOUL VOLUME-I

“Love is the quiet place where the soul finally stops searching… because it knows it has arrived.”
― DEO VOLENTE, THE PULSE OF THE UNISOUL Vol- I

“When your light touches my shadow, my silence begins to bloom.”
― DEO VOLENTE, THE PULSE OF THE UNISOUL VOLUME-I

“Solstice Hymn by Stewart Stafford

Brittle bones upon the bitter green,
Ancient oil poured anoints this night,
Candlelit lifeline in a smothering void,
The covenant of fire amid frosty siege.

Nascent gold concubines the grey,
Eternal changing of the guard secured.
Traversing 'neath a Long Night Moon,
With symptoms of mortality to allay.

Let fear melt away as the last chillblain,
Sun’s palest eye affirms striving will.
Summer’s warmth radiates far horizons.
The Northern Lights’ verdant star’s amen.

© 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford

“Sacred Without Supernatural
(Monk Scientist Diary, 2706)

Sacred stripped of supernatural
becomes astronomically potent -
blasphemy that ends prejudice is holy,
the divine is just human at full voltage.

Theology, philosophy, all are vanity -
bow to the breeze, submit to the soil.
Enlist as disciple to the original masters,
being awakens braving the heat of turmoil.

Soil is forever illiterate,
soil is eternally humble,
yet it contains the wisdom of the universe,
for it's made of the same stuff as the heavens.

What good to me are academic walls,
what good to me are church ceilings!
Mountains are my classroom, sky, my blackboard -
nature is my canon, cosmos is my kin.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Nazmahal: Palace of Grace

“Nurturing the hope that reading this volume might offer the reader a chance to acquire a more nuanced understanding of his existential role and place within the macro universe — in full harmony with his own cultural spiritual aspirations — in the light of material truth, permanently in a state of germination, an aesthetic feeling marks me and marks itself: celebrating the “cosmos” of my verse, with an emotional aura from beginning to end — the final interpreter will be able to fully decipher its meaning… essentially devoid of shadows:

Traveler of truth,
a veiled avatar of being
from star dust —
wrapped in azure — he uttered:
Who — what is the Great God?!
What is the All Being?...
immortal Spirit:
to You, eternal, I bow!,
Here and Now —
on the promised earth —
forever the poem of love
foundations its own Being,
Amen!”
― Dumitru Găleșanu , Ante*Metafizica: antologie lirică

“I am delighted to share today a poem I wrote in love of the Prophet ﷺ, as an expression of gratitude and devotion to the light that illuminated hearts through his message. These words are a humble attempt to convey feelings of love and loyalty, and I hope they touch your hearts as they touched mine while writing. Pray upon him abundantly ”
― Ehaab Elzerbawy