Short & crisp

[Unseeking Seeker]

Acknowledging our aliveness as we stand,
that’s hemmed in by lower mind and senses five,
who we truly are, we wish to understand,
so resting thought flow, into the void we dive,
poised in stillness in an unknown bardo land,
whereupon we feel in-form nodes come alive
and we see what soul is by spherical sight,
being what else oh hermit but living light!

Ottava Rima

[Unseeking Seeker]

each pore of form a door
each cell represents the whole
Holy Spirit manifests as magnetism
soul becomes living light scriptures extol

a million suns illuminate our head ovoid
from a centreless fulcrum we expand
how can form contain the energy
yet before you, here we stand

[Unseeking Seeker]

How still is our stillness, if we as yet intuit
continuity of the sounds of silence,
within organic form with which we identify,
thus subconsciously inking wisdom imbibed,
with memory imagery and conditioned belief,
deludedly proclaiming prismatic hues as truth?

[Unseeking Seeker]

Good to see the site up and running again
Meanwhile reflect, in the time out
what did we lose and what did we gain

[Unseeking Seeker]

As pure awareness pulsating in form,
I Am as I Am, bliss drenched and complete,
gentling mindfully, onset of love’s storm,
suffusing mind-body, from head to feet.

The polarised aspect of who I Am,
as ego to navigate this earth realm,
knowing not the truth, creates a logjam,
manifesting desires that overwhelm.

Be this as it may, in truth I Am free,
provided I choose to stagnate nowhere,
nonchalant to outcomes, always carefree,
vibrant by day and night thus, self-aware.

I Am both immanent and transcendent ~
I Am God’s love and light, bliss resplendent

Sonnet

[Unseeking Seeker]

Along a conduit we are led
Finer than a gossamer thread
Designated nodes meet and greet
Divine magnetism, so well-bred

Bliss mists fill us from head to feet
No wonder then, our heart’s upbeat
This benign burn transforms our soul
Manifest within as cool heat

Feeling complete, blissful and whole
Thoughts rest; we presuppose no goal
Our toroidal heart is aflame
We reclaim soul’s light, ego stole

Recognising life’s but a game
We disrobe without feeling shame
We see soul as ocean of light
Fulfilling then thus our life’s aim

Rubaiyat

[Unseeking Seeker]

Knowing now God dwells inside,
to enjoy here, a joy ride,
it behoves us to behave,
gift of life, He to us gave.

To this end, our will we bend,
ear to conscience, with joy lend,
mood and mode, a carefree breeze,
flowing with nonchalant ease.

Holy Spirit breathes our form,
keeping it lively and warm,
so make time to chat with Him,
that soul’s light may never dim.

Jueju

[Unseeking Seeker]

Heart grazed by Holy Spirit,
rapture oozes from each pore
but this divine light sublime,
oft faces closed doors.

Dodoitsu

[Unseeking Seeker]

Spiritual seekers try to label
the pulse singular in thought forms dual
but find out soon enough they’re unable,
since instant knowing is unusual
for stuporous lower mind, that’s old school.
Imagine a throb beyond senses five,
bliss magnetism that keeps soul’s light alive,
propelling the flow of soma nectar,
that oozes incessantly from heart’s hive,
piercing each and every in-form vector.

Dizain

[Unseeking Seeker]

as we float and gloat in destiny’s moat
fears and desires as we quote and unquote
in trance altering not our piquant circumstance
although plunging into the void is our only chance
being not a rebel, a nerd, we follow the herd
blindly aping scriptures word for word
we remain lost in labyrinths of lower mind
trauma bonding therein fear grips us in a bind
finding our life adrift, if we choose we can yet shift
to reclaim within heart, love and light as a gift
enlivening feeble form with currents warm
in time becoming the very bliss storm