Spiritual Poems that will uplift your Spirits and Renew your mind

Spiritual Poems that will uplift your Spirits and Renew your mind.

Spiritual Poems – Spiritual poems are the expressions of souls who are striving on the upward path, encountering the hurdles that we all face and looking within to find answers.

I have chosen this selection of poetry as a means for you to explore your own feelings towards similar challenges in your life, and to strengthen your resolve to climb higher.

1. Death Be Not Proud (Holy Sonnet X)

Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou are not so;
For those whom thou think’st thou dost overthrow
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.

From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,
Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul’s delivery.

Thou’art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,
And poppy’or charms can make us sleep as well
And better than thy stroke; why swell’st thou then?
One short sleep past, we wake eternally,
And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.
– Poem by John Donne

2. No Spiritual Gurus

God is a concept; so is Hell or Heaven.
Soul is a concept; so is rebirth or ghost.
A concept is the projection of mind.
Some would vouch for it and some oppose it.

God and dogmas thrive in long discourses,
Which is a fertile soil for mind to thrive in,
And where ego’s survival urges feed.
The concept conceived is not a reality.

The only reality known to us
Is the innate experience of the sense
Of I and I’m that we are conscious of
In us in waking, sleeping and dreaming.

Focus your thoughts inwardly where exists
The reality and it is here where you must
Address all inadequacies and contradictions.
Then you will need no spiritual gurus.
– Poem by Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.

3. Spiritual Seed

Some see the Divine as a Transcendent Life
immanent in the world and self.

There is a spiritual seed within them
by whose development,
one, moving to higher levels of character
and consciousness, attains his end.

They will see the mystic life
as involving inward change
rather than an outgoing search.

Transformation of the Being
or Regeneration are the watchwords here
– Poem by Dr. Antony Theodore

4. Spiritual Ship Of Everyone

Love is an illusion
Blossoming into reality
Once scribbled by sleepless poets
On loose paper or graffiti walls,
Writing as authentic
As the ancient Zen poet Han Shan
Who wrote on trees and stones.

Poems are like the mouth of God,
Once they’re spoken, they’re true
And usher in life and consequences.

Through the maze-like streets
Of amorous poems,
I’ve followed fragile girls home
To kiss small tears
That have lingered in their eyes
For numerous years
And discovered emotional truths
Too weighty for my arms.

Now, how do I navigate safely
A raging river of desire
Scattered with huge rocks of vulnerability?
How to express well-intentioned love
To creative souls
Without shattering the spiritual ship of everyone?
– Poem by Uriah Hamilton

5. Spiritual Cleansing

When I go and take my shower at night
there is much more that I wish to have washed off.
For during the day I tend to brush up against sin
Those sin’s of another, who are in pain and lost.

This is my time for a Spiritual cleansing
In which I offer those sins up to God in prayer.
While soaping up and scrubbing my skin
And shampooing off, dirt caught in my hair.

As I let the waters rinse over me
I envision those who I feel are in need of prayer.
And let my Lord God know
That someone for their sins does care.

Then when my shower is over
I feel more than soap and water clean.
But now have a deeper cleansing of time just spent
In my shower filled with soap, prayer, water and steam.
– Poem by Linda Winchell

6. Treasures

Treasures come in so many ways:
the sun that lights the cloudy days,
a rainbow from a summer shower,
a rose that blooms within an hour.
Yes, treasures come in so many ways.

A baby’s staring, wandering gaze,
a dolphin’s dance on ocean waves.
Yes, treasures come in so many ways.

The heart beats of two souls in love,
a beautiful white and peaceful dove.
Yes, treasures come in so many ways.

A sky full of snowflakes of rarest form,
a cup of cocoa to keep us warm.
Yes, treasures come in so many ways.

A house full of family on holidays.
For these treasures we should give God praise!
Yes, treasures come in so many ways.

I could keep on counting for days and days!
– Poem by Patricia L. Cisco

7. Force, In Spiritual Realm

Potentiated human mind, by nature, carried
at its very core, in purest crystallized state
sharp and hard, diamond like flawless form
are sacrifice, compassion and wisdom elements

Comprised in unison, in purest spiritual realm
Nonetheless, in mundane life, grossly attenuated
In an ocean of greed, hatred and delusion waters
ever found in morbidity, never in tranquility

None, other than the Enlightened One
could rid of all unwanted, to an unscathed
to illustrate the true nature and power
human mind, in its superlative state, possesses
– Poem by Jayatissa Liyanage

8. Peace

As I wander through the green, green, grassy glades
With valleys swathed in darkness.
In deep dark tunnels of despair,
all my burdens laid on my shoulders.
I know that I am His sheep and He is my shepherd.

With every footstep I take He guides my way.
When I stumble, He lifts me up
And leads me through valleys far and wide.
Streams flow and meander with life-giving water,
A place where I can sit and stay.

With Him I am at peace.
He knows my every thought,
Even the secrets of my heavy heart.
His blessings fill my every day.
With His spirit I know I am safe.

I foresee the light of heaven.
All around the crafted colours of Creation.
His arms outstretched to comfort me.
His caring, calming voice
Leads me to a place of peace.
– Poem by Jackie Sallis

9. Spiritual Freedom

We find contentment only by our willingness to serve
Choosing the way of Christ as our Savior and Lord.
Denying wickedness and ourselves to follow Him
We rejoice spiritual freedom as our lifetime reward.

Freedom from hate, guilt, greediness and shame
Anxiety, fear, lustfulness and rejection.
Is given to those who submit, disciple and believe
That Jesus leads Christians the right direction.

Do your thoughts, emotions and habits weigh you down?
Have you let society shape your heart, mind and soul?
The word of God can answer all life’s questions
When happiness by salvation remains our goal.
– Poem by Tom Zart

10. Learning As Spiritual Art Form

if I believed in grief regrets if I had a great regret
it would be that my teacher a great teacher any teacher
did not come a teacher to expand mind soul never came

because true art of learning knowledge with applied wisdom
brings us closer to God inspires appreciation vibration souls
life decrees some souls must struggle their own teacher become
– Poem by Terence George Craddock

11. The Sign

I wake to find a scene unkind, on vessel I do stand.
Adrift at sea; lost, scared and cold; in desperate need of land.

From whence came I? What purpose here? Which course should I set sail?
My heart longs after former home, yet all my senses fail.

Rotating, searching, looking out; no means to tell the way.
And so I drift with every wind, more helpless day by day.

Shall this continue endlessly? Shall sea become despair?
A purpose there must surely be, a course to chart…but where?

Then pausing, pondering, opening up…a prompting, “Look above”.
In yonder sky, a wisp of white, a sign of hope: a dove.

“Set sail”, my heart cries. “Follow thence. T’wil surely guide to shore”.
Yet speed I’ve not. I fall behind. The sign I see no more.

But all’s not lost. The way I know and if to this course I’m true.
Then home I shall be once again…my mansion built anew.
– Poem by Jeff Bresee

12. Droplets

Her eyes glinted as sunlight played upon blades of grass.
Dew drops’ faces reflected rainbows.
Expressions; like points of crystals
Reaching from deep within.

Her hair moved gently as breeze led the dance.
Dew drops let go of their delicate hold.
Like a tear’s joyful journey washing away
Flowing from deep within.

She smiled as rainbows touched her heart.
Droplets let go of their delicate hold.
Like dew drops with faces;
Reflecting from deep within.

She blinked as if waking from a dream.
Ink flowed from her pen
Like a journey of beginnings in the palm of her hand.
Stories from deep within.
– Poem by David Hoffmann

Spiritual poetry can be an enlightening way to understand spiritual teachings more fully and to start thinking ‘outside the box’.

Here you’ll find spiritual poems about life, love, inspiration, and happiness. Whether you’re a spiritual person or not, this is where you can present, through poetry, your beliefs about if and what exists outside of our own physical world experiences.

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