Stillness

[Unseeking Seeker]

we are here now in silence
and as the now renews itself
silence engulfs silence in a mist
witnessed by gentle eye of our soul
simply by melding with omnipresence
neither negating nor clinging to anything
responding mindfully to all offered impulses
that boundaries blur between form and space
wherein the soothing caress of Holy Spirit is felt
at any random node within mind-body apparatus
and if desires, thoughts or memory imagery do arise
pristine presence simply slows down such movements
being an activity surfing between volition and cessation
recreating stillness between our sleeping and waking states
with our thinned out vaporised self entwining with the universe
resting therein for all time as our ever present default orientation

[Unseeking Seeker]

Our memory recalled an enchanting scent,
that once delighted and enlivened our soul,
so we invoked grace, according joy consent,
to manifest once again that we feel whole
and thus with the bugle sounded for ascent,
we rekindled the fragrance sages extol.
Such are subtle desires, which we indulge in,
feeling in stillness, bliss ignition begin.

Ottava Rima

[Unseeking Seeker]

All that is, is trinity in three aspects
Immanent as identity, with our without form
Both immanent and transcendent as the light of Self
Transcendent as the infinite ocean of pure love and clear light

Within and as the seamless whole of absolute God consciousness
The descent to light of Self retains awareness without love
Thus we as it as such are complete and yet barren
So polarise our Self to imbibe agape love

Self, made in God’s image, is complete
Yet evidently lacking in love, wisdom and power
Earth is a school where Christ consciousness is imbibed
And so we as the Self, an embryo, choose to come here to learn

Encased in body-mind, Self polarised, we are limited and incomplete
So, to reunite the parts that we be joyous and whole, we strive
All spiritual paths but seek this unity of Self within form
Taking back to Self, lessons of love and wisdom

When the light of Self illuminates our form
We know who we are but the learning is not finished
So we remain still until each cell of form is transformed as light
At which stage of awareness we are both immanent and transcendent

A final void yet remains to be pierced for which silence must layer silence
To which end we choose to become slower than the slowest pulse
Whereupon the Self is admitted into the vast ocean of light
Resplendent with the effervescence of agape love