Stillness

[Unseeking Seeker]

As the breeze and trees tango dance,
both oblivious to our glance,
from a distance our heart partakes
of their shared love and so awakes
soul from stupor, ego induced,
by caress of bliss beats seduced,
thus this moment in time we stole,
makes our presence joyful and whole.

Lay

[Unseeking Seeker]

When Holy Spirit pervades feeble form,
what happens is this, we’re suffused with bliss,
attention transfixed in this benign storm,
blessings bestowed by Divine Mother’s kiss.

Rapture releases ego’s to do list,
we abide in awareness self-aware,
engulfed completely in this divine mist,
having chosen with pulse of love to pair.

From a centreless fulcrum, bliss beats rise,
the gong of Om resounds in body urn,
gripping our presence in childlike surprise,
as we become the flame, that does so burn.

Thought rested meditation thus attained,
liberates soul, now from desires unchained.

Sonnet

[Unseeking Seeker]

With no agenda in our shelf,
having become the witness self,
our gentle touch and mindful eye,
allows life to flow by itself.

There yet are moments when we sigh,
since thought tempests take time to die
but for the most part, we are still
and in the vast void, wingless fly.

We sense in heart, bliss nectar spill
and drink greedily to our fill,
which is of course to steady mind,
surrendering to God our will.

Thoughts slow down and we become kind,
our head and heart, with love aligned
and as we slowly vaporise,
fears and desires no longer bind.

This oh monk, is the way we rise,
ceasing to weigh, measure or size,
merging soul with the all-that-is,
feeling each heartbeat in surprise.

Rubaiyat