The Touch of Renewal

The Touch of Renewal

A Poem by alexAlexander
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A place where stillness channels its existence in quantum energy.

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The Touch of Renewal
This evening has become stillness, where reefs coral my deep 
Breathe in the ocean, here roots go deep; A place in aquatic gliding.
Nirvana, a luxury in the essence of being. Into an interzone.                                                              Still waters run deep. Giving myself over to a deep connection underwater. Here, I’ve made space, having created an appointment with the expectation of receiving whatever blessing comes my way.
I feel the quantum energy waves pulsating in every somatic cell.
That my heart beats days well spent. Now release, listen, breathe.
Floating on these waves, that has become silent colors, of moons
In motion, rediscovering its season as well.
Tones that allow for regenerated tissue that heals the pain on dry ground. I’ll be like water, am restoring harmony with my body, that bond with the sea, low waves now return me to perfect peace.
Total relief has become my natural response, so that today, together, we’re transforming fear into a love sanctuary.
Here and now, undoing my emotional blockage patterns, turning slowly in balance, the support weightlessness immerses me, floating in time. As though quiet birds in circling flight.
Here, those cosmic clouds have lifted me.
Finding a welcoming, complete calm, floating.
This touch from an orange light that never dims.
What the sea promises, in the conversation of a silent sea. Try a little kindness. 
The ocean says Take a glance beyond the waves.
Wavelength in thought, and listen quietly to hear your heartbeat, one beat after another, shimmering silver streams.
As time slows to a hush, you can now hear the silence of
The rising sun.

© 2025 alexAlexander


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alexAlexander
Find your quiet place and dive in.

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You have certainly found a beautiful quiet place here. Floating on salt water, becoming weightless, looking at the sky. I felt a peaceful interlude reading this poem. Quite lovely alex. Thank you for sharing this little bit of calm.

Chris

Posted 5 Months Ago



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Added on August 6, 2025
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