Life weaving itself
 

That first moment of life
Aware, yet not contained
Not yet influenced
By life in you


Where others reflecting
What their creation knew
Nothing known
Yet everything aware as truth


In the sense, in the body
Reacting to this care
Care as care
Can only be know

The body yet able
To understand it’s pretence
Understand what’s real
Understand what’s you

Selective process
Simply landing you
Into this world
Into this life as it is

There is your becoming
There is your bridge
Where you as the sensing
You as the presence
Learn how to live


What fits and is reinforced
What doesn’t as your piece
Forms the illusion
Forms what you reap

Every shadow where the light fades
Every light where it stays
Comes into your pieces
Forming so many views

Forming these light waves
Where night becomes day
Day becomes night
Colours that stay

Create a mass of inter being
Inter related colours that play
Havoc and bring replenishment
Confusion in your day

Settled and happy
Joyful and sad
Confusion as union
You ask
Where am I today?

In this constant array of others
In the feed lines of that birth
Forged as the self
As you and your worth

Forged as this division
Forged as a ledge
Forged as a whisper
As a hell where you bled

Joy in its flow state
Never far but ingrained
With the shadows of the others
Forging this reign

Until all these others
In you as this source
Are released and surrendered
You cannot steer your course
Steer a life of fulfilment
Steer the ship of your dreams

Let the earliest reflections
Containing you to death
Containing you to despondency
Containing you as their guest

Be removed
Be released
Find this line
Now is the time

I say
I am my door
No longer waiting
For others to explore

No longer waiting
No longer to be
The source of creation
I came here to see

I came here to feel
As myself
As I am


Now is the moment
Now is the time
No past present future
This moment is mine!

It is yours
It is ours
It is one

As you know
As the whole state
Without others
Undone
Complete!

Creating memories through many lives
Recreated into the current hive
Where being turns the lives as one
Into a connected source relived, begun

The wheel of life in self remains
The turns, the tide of greater aims
Support itself through every rock
Carried, tallied, turned to stop

There is life’s created veil
Illusionary no longer pervades
The true source of creation
Comes alive

As the turning tables feast arrives
The tables set, it’s food in hand
The guest on earth has no plan
It simply dines through its greater clan

It’s many lives as one in time
Eternally present it has no line
No markers, no form
No current wave
It simply exists
As the day

As the night
As the moment calls
Wakefulness, it never falls

Surrendered to the greater plan
This life becomes the manifested land
Where every step and footprint walked
Is neither lost or found
But a jewel one sought..

The hidden gems so crystal clear
Become the crystals the gems endear.

A most enjoyable read:icon_flower:

Well I’m happy to hear it was enjoyable to your ear..💖

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The climb/the crawl/the movements of life

Ascending life’s mountains
Those rises, those lifts
Where we crawl and climb
Dig our heels in deep
Finding our footing
To simply meet

The road as it presents itself
As the path and this climb
Together we weather
Our walk in time

The nature of your incarceration
Leads you to mirrors and a source
That opens the doorway
To your greater self walk

As you climb, as you crawl as you rise
To this path
To the people, to the experience
There you meet your part

Incarcerated by life
By others
By you
Your fate is decided
By the external view

Meet it with ascending heart
Meet as you are
Everything in your containment
Will ignite this spark

Everything ever present
In your mind body will climb
Ascend these mountains
To claim what is thine

To open the doorway
Of yourself lost by the world
Hidden in your garden
You will begin to unfurl
You will come to know yourself
You will crawl and you will climb

To reach these summits
To find you in these times
To source understanding
To source what’s contained
Liberation on each mountain
Will always build in this gain

Life as it’s cycles
Goes on forever more
But you as the reflection
Are seen as this door
Are seen as the self
As the knowing
As the play
As the greater
As the illusion
In yourself you can stay

The world in its choices
Will see you as you are
In there leaps or their dives
In their crawl, or their climb
The face in reflection
Will be yours as the divine

Holding presence, holding space
Setting the presence, space free
There is the path
All paths I see

The old path, the middle, the new
As the climb
Reaching that summit
Thy self calls the time

Past, present future
There is the whole
There is you
Merging together
Creating a three fold view

Mind/body/spirit
No self/self/renewed
The familiar, the knowing
The unknown spontaneous view

There without containment
There liberation won’t deny
Knowing and not knowing
Forms the bridge in disguise

Right truth as a whole
Infinite fold paths
Is the quest of enlightened
Broken held hearts

Is the quest of the spirit
In a reign of its own
As the walk together
As the walk alone..

Through this mystery
This mysterious maze
Is a life, is for living
Is the space where we graze

Where we feed our hunger
Where we lay in this maze
We focus where we see
Where we believe our seeds lay
Finding and sourcing that illusive
Needle in the hay

In the findings of these matters
Lays the eternal living way
Not bliss, not silence
But life, come what may
Come what might
Come what courage
Come says life this day!!

Come forward
Come greet me
Come down this way!

Life ever present
Calling you, calling me
To the way

Not my way or yours
Through that limited veil
But the way of the all seeing
The all knowing life day

Living fully, living
As the grand masters way
Is the grandest of life
Of the fullness each day

In its raw state, in its chaos
In its fractured broken mess
In its greatest heart awakened
Where the whole of you rests

In every living organism
In every single cell
Where nothing is amiss
In this mysterious abundant well

Nothing is missing
Nothing is contained
Nothing is released
Nothing on this day

Everything as it is
As it will be
soars through the plan
With wings ever ready
To set free
Dive to the hand

To the mystery
To life
With a splendid open state
Where everything ever known
Ever felt or seen as its fate

Learns that the mystery
Is a hidden wonder gem
Where the vessel of the human
Breaks into this pen

Into this boundless
Mighty great trail
A mighty living legend
Of life’s emptied vessels mess
Now overflowing
With the mystery
No longer obsessed

To know, to not know
To make claim, to over throw
To stabilise, to blanket
To plant
To join in this quest

The quest is life
Ever present
Ever real
Ever awakening
Every day
Every moment as you deal

As you wake up
As you grab life as it reveals
With an openness
With a heart
Open to this deal

Life seeks to know us
Life calls us to know
Ourselves and life
So we move to that flow

Nothing is a token
Of life on a plate
But the heart
The attitude
The movements we take

We can sit in our comfort
We can take that old familiar road
Or we stand up to life
And say

I’m living fully to this ode!!!

Oh all these are wonderful to me, I think we sing in the same chorus ;)

Have to agree with Rk absolutely wonderful to me.

That’s nice to hear from both of you. Thankyou for stopping by.