The personal blog of John Giannakaronis

Arriving from heavens, the spiritual spark begins to move, shaping an arc When the circle is full, the spiritual spark eventually returns to the celestial park The will of the One enters the womb divine The spiritual spark comes out to shine Within the cosmic wheel patiently it does run When the voyage is over, it returns to the One…

ODE TO AN EAGLE

Mighty eagle you fly With neither doubts nor fear You roam across the sky The grim clouds you spear Your wings you are spreading Feeling strong and free Towards the sun you are heading As high as it may be But time is running fast You are now waiting for the end Death its shadow has cast You know Fate you cannot bend You won’t be forgotten Your legend will never die Your wings will soon be rotten But your spirit will forever fly...

EYES

The soul’s real eyes are able to realize the ego’s real lies The illusion leaves no sign and the truth divine is thus able to shine…

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