Stillness

[Unseeking Seeker]

On resting thought borne violence,
entering the void of silence,
we feel vibrant, blissful and whole,
by employing mind of the soul.

Descent of mind into the heart,
is how bliss ignition does start;
pure of heart fulfil their life goal,
by employing mind of the soul.

We are he who we truly seek
and on plugging energy leak,
spine becomes a luminous pole,
by employing mind of the soul.

As ego recedes and love leads
and as fewer become our needs,
we claim God’s light, scriptures extol,
by employing mind of the soul.

Kyrielle

[Unseeking Seeker]

Playful demeanour, easy gait
Making mindful our soulful sigh
Into the void, we wingless fly

Eyes wide open, at heaven’s gate
Where God’s music plays by itself
We reclaim the light of our Self

There’s no cause then to hesitate
For doubts belong to lower mind
Fetters of fear, we’ve left behind

To feel joy that does not abate
We simply make our eye single
Feeling polarities mingle

Bliss handed to us on a plate
If in childlike trust we receive
Asking our ego to take leave

Playful demeanour, easy gait
Eyes wide open, at heaven’s gate
There’s no cause then to hesitate
To feel joy that does not abate
Bliss handed to us on a plate

Constanza poetry form
(invented by Connie Marcum Wong)

[Unseeking Seeker]

An ethereal mist manifests in heart,
swirling around in a toroidal orbit,
causing rapture ignition within to start,
whereupon lamp of Christ consciousness is lit,
with all nodes in feeble form playing their part,
that betwixt bliss spams, we rise to the summit.
Magic at play continues to so replay,
until we see the light of Self, clear as day.

Ottava Rima

[Unseeking Seeker]

Tenth door at fontanel receives
in-pouring of God’s grace sublime,
thwarted by ego that deceives,
letting not soul heavenward climb.

When heart’s tranquil and thoughts recede,
tenth door at fontanel receives
magnetism that bliss beats so lead,
free from our mind that always grieves.

Soul mindfully vibrations sieves,
that when our fickle heart be pure,
tenth door at fontanel receives
grace imbibed by presence demure.

Light is what we are, at our core,
this bliss known when lower mind leaves;
love keeps no score, whilst seeking more,
tenth door at fontanel receives.

Quatern

[Unseeking Seeker]

Oh hermit!
Know this:
each node
represents the whole.

There then thus
is no higher
or lower;
as above, so below.

Begin anywhere.
All that is,
is God alone,
omnipresent.

Didactic

[Unseeking Seeker]

all of a sudden, with no warning at all
the universe bestowed a beauteous boon
space flickered setting our finger tips aflame
within our form shone both the sun and the moon

as bliss furrows deepen, the energy grid brightens
there is no fixed pattern which we can discern
these days tip of the nose too oft tingles
enigmatic is God’s magnetic burn

[Miss Hepburn]

I'm going to make time to read here more often, my friend...Stillness...such peace!!
Like floating on my back in the sun...not a care in the world.


Ah...poem 765. :)

[Unseeking Seeker]

Ah...poem 765

Ah, the one on bilocation, hmmm.

I did a contest on bilocation on poetrysoup.com, some great poems received. Tremendous talent out there!

[FoxTracks]

Sometimes I feel like your poems are speaking directly to me. Good work.

[Unseeking Seeker]

Originally Posted by FoxTracks

Sometimes I feel like your poems are speaking directly to me. Good work.

Thank you, dear heart