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Reviving the Sacred: A Poem

Updated on October 27, 2012

Feel …

… don’t think.


Apple …

Butterfly …

Cat …

Dog …

Flowers …

… Favorite things?





… without thoughts,

in the Now.


Wonder …

feelings of Awe

attitude of Humility

wordless Stillness

behold the Sacred---





I had been having second thoughts about working on this poem after it got flagged down, apparently for not meeting the required minimum number of words. But somehow the Sacred kept beckoning, as if telling me, publish.

So this capsule is an exploration in both lengthening the article, as suggested by a fellow hubber by explaining the poem, and explaining the experiences and insights gained in pursuing the process of publishing the poem.

Lengthening the Article

Here are our fellow hubber’s, nochance’s, suggestions on how to improve the article, especially with regard to its length:

“Write the haiku in one text box and in another text box give a couple short paragraphs explaining it. You could write about what inspired you, what you were thinking about when you wrote it, what it means to you, what you hope your reader gets out of it, and so on. This gives some extra word count without impeding on the simplicity of a haiku.”

“Oh, and at the end of your haiku hit enter a couple more times. This will put some space between your haiku and the next text capsule.”

Experiences and Insights from the Process

This haiku-style poem seems to have a life of its own from the beginning. It originated with a feeling of awe experienced during silent sitting meditation. There was no particular object about the feeling, just the sense that the feeling of awe itself needed to be written about.

How does one write about a feeling that sprang from no-thought, that is, not having an object for a stimulus?

The poem thus endeavored to list the objects encountered in our common day-to-day experiences that can invoke the feeling of awe. Provided one was mindfully aware during the encounter.

After listing the objects and feelings related to the experience of awe, and putting some more lines as finishing touches for a conclusion, I published the poem. It then got flagged down.

After the poem got flagged down, I realized it needed a lot of re-working. So I changed my mind about publishing it. I clicked on Delete hub.

The deletion notification stated that the article will be entirely purged if unattended within 48 hours. “Reviving the Sacred” was being dumped by me! Awe’s still small voice beckoned me to the rescue. I Undeleted the poem and posted the question to the community:

“How can I publish a haiku-style hub with very minimal use of words? I think the rules-detection script for word count is flagging my hub down for not meeting the minimum number of words.”

In a while, I had my answers and decided to continue working on the poem the following week.

Touched by An Angel

I didn’t expect any additional ideas or insights to come for work with the poem. But somehow during the course of the week, it seems that more experiences of the Sacred were being sent my way to reinforce or reaffirm the instruction for me to publish the poem.

The first instance was when I went to church. Since it was a week day, I got the chance to choose a seat among the front rows. From that distance to the altar, the flower arrangements were very visible. In fact, they were more than visible. I could actually feel the Sacred in their presence. I took a few deep breaths to reflect on the awesome feeling and prayed it would last.

The next experience consisted of beholding another lovely floral arrangement at the reception area of our office. Whatever the occasion was, I didn’t know. But the same feeling was there, of awe in the presence of the Sacred. I wanted to dwell in that feeling or at least to remember … I took a picture.

These experiences with the two previous floral arrangements were duplicated as I passed by a large leafy ornamental plant on the office corridor. It’s as if they were touched by an angel’s presence.

All these as if encouraging me to write on. But how exactly does one write about Presence? When a thousand words can be painted by a picture, like the song goes, a million words can’t describe Presence or Soul.

In the sparseness of the grass, the stone and the tree, maybe we have the chance to, not only experience Soul, but be Presence itself.


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      Queirdkus Ω Ibidem 5 years ago from Sitting on the Rug

      Thanks for honoring the hub with your comment, Audrey. Indeed it is a challenge. I appreciate when others are able to share their thoughts through poetry as well. It provides the reader with their own personal insight into the mystery.

      Thanks for the tips and the encouragement, Manatita44. These are very helpful on a spiritual journey where it sometimes is difficult to see external or material affirmation. Most appreciated.

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      manatita44 5 years ago

      My spiritual teacher, naturally. But there are many more. Rumi - the Persian Mystic, Mirabai, India's most gifted spiritual teacher; Tulsidas. Read the Absolute, by Sri Chinmoy. You can google on the net.

      I like your work and character.

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      Audrey Howitt 5 years ago from California

      Beautiful poem and it is a challenge to get the shorter works up here on HP---

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      Queirdkus Ω Ibidem 5 years ago from Sitting on the Rug

      Thanks for the affirming words, Ruby. It warms the heart to know or recognize soul experiences are being shared. This is of great import I believe to ushering an era of joy, love and peace on Mother Earth.

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      Maree Michael Martin 5 years ago from Northwest Washington on an Island

      Makes me stop and think, I love the power of a sacred soul experience. I agree, very hard to put in words...Keep up the concept.....

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      Queirdkus Ω Ibidem 5 years ago from Sitting on the Rug

      Interesting feedback. You have any esoteric poet or haiku poets you might suggest? Thanks & namaste

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      manatita44 5 years ago from london

      Useful. You can also write a piece on the esoteric poet or haiku poet, bringing in your poem or poems from time to time to support your argument. I have done this a lot in my book.

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      Queirdkus Ω Ibidem 5 years ago from Sitting on the Rug

      Thanks for the inputs, manatita44. I understand what you mean, most appreciated. But as mentioned in the explanation, the word count automated script is flagging down the poem. Unless I added to its length, it does not get published at all. Maybe we can add a blank capsule, to put space between the poem and the narrative regarding the process insights.

      Let's try that.

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      manatita44 5 years ago from london

      You will weaken your poem by explaining it. Everything admits of exception, but explain only if you have had a request and you feel dictated to do so from within. Love

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      Queirdkus Ω Ibidem 5 years ago from Sitting on the Rug

      Thank you for your inspiring comments, Michele and pennyofheaven. It's difficult to obtain appreciation for poetry by virtue of its indirect style of communication. I'm glad you were able to, using your own context, make the connections through the scarcity of words provided in the verses.

      Here's to Everyone experiencing more and more of the Sacred even in the ordinary things of everyday life ... and ...

      Thanks for all your votes!

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      pennyofheaven 5 years ago from New Zealand

      Me too. Wonder who does the flagging. Nevertheless it is very beautiful.

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      Michele Travis 5 years ago from U.S.A. Ohio

      I am sorry it got flagged. It is a beautiful poem.

      Voted up.