The Feeling of The Elements

Taking advantage of

Being planted on

This planet before this

Vessel sinks and Parrish

And my existence starts

To vanish,

My consciousness continues

To follow the standards of

The enlightened to disperse

From the lost and damage,

My soul whispers divinity

In the most transcendental

Language to protect me

From being stranded by the

Pain that I was handed,

I feel the earth in my

Vessels,

I feel the breath of the elements,

I’m one with the infinite universe,

I’m one with my home,

The reverence of majestic presence,

I’m the seed of the planet where

I’ve been planted,

The feeling was delivered by the sky,

The feeling is heaven sent

– Nick F. Hawkins

The Elements

The signs and elements are

Evidence that silence is

The cure from pain

Once endowed in

The present tense,

Being proceeds essence,

The peace within being

Manifests reverence

In life’s lessons,

Nature and silence

Births infinite light

Beyond this

Third dimension,

Silence along with

Earths elements

Introduces the light

To our divine spirits

– Nick F. Hawkins

The Wind

Healing is a breeze that follows

Those that seek,

A breeze that whispers

Freedom when murky waters

Seep and the heart sinks

Below the levels

Of the purple seas,

Even when the roads are foggy

And the rout is too difficult to see

Amidst the airy calamity,

Healing appears once we seek

The breeze,

A breeze that sets us free

– Nick

Majestic Essence

Divine frequency

perpetually plants the seeds

Needed for the Nirvana I cherish,

My parachute seized to parish,

Nevertheless blessings from the

Elements became heaven sent

As my spirits flourish,

I can feel the connection,

I can sense divine aura as

My bubble of supreme protection

From any detrimental presence,

The more I cherish these blessings,

The closer I connect to the infinite

Lessons that beams majestic essence

– Nick F. Hawkins

This Train

Language is never the station

Where we shall leave this train,

Words will never proceed

The elements of

Love, and pain,

Emotion keeps the Locomotive

In motion throughout the

Moments when the rails

Wither and tarnish,

The type of motion that

Words can never harness,

The type of emotion

That derails the courage

To let this train coast

And flourish once

The engine worsens,

All we need is spiritual

Stillness to keep

This train going

– Nick F. Hawkins