Hidden
Made in God’s image, we’re light,
vibrant by day and by night, veiled by cravings of ego, which we are loathe to forgo. Truth remains from us hidden, until we do as bidden, head-heart aligned, oozing love, invoking grace from above. To become love enabled, ego must be disabled, whereupon delusion shed, we are by our conscience led. All of us were born like this, pure of heart and drenched with bliss but then by desires bemused, mind slowly became confused. The truth that’s veiled may be seen, being simply, our soul’s sheen; if we but choose to be still, voids within with bliss will fill. Upon knowing who we are, we cease to struggle and spar, breath by breath, coming undone, recognising all are one. There’s nothing we need to do, save letting love throbs renew. We are, as we are, complete, luminous soul, bliss replete. Jueju |
The living vacuum
in the dead of night
for no reason at all we awake refreshed tranquil and still thoughts rested our heart at peace with the bliss current humming in the background animating the continuum with the breath of God whereupon we are immersed in the great vacuum of energised no-thingness in absolute motionlessness where formless presence is awake in its primal state bereft of attributes save awareness innate to Self we are herein complete as the emptiness itself humming with potent power there is neither light nor darkness yet we are fully cognisant of the all that is, which we are dwelling thus in boundless peace in a formless realm of singularity where time and space do not exist we exist as pure consciousness self-existent in and as the void having neither fetters of form nor any agenda to pursue as of choiceless choice we return back from the void into form where this vast emptiness corresponds to the head ovoid ensouled by the cosmic egg alluded to as Hiranyagarbha wherefrom the one became two merging in heart to be one again but all of this is now in the past for we now choose to bilocate between duality and singularity in our waking state of Turiya the motionless screen of Self upon which images come and go |
point to ponder
fearing death we live not life
content living in limitation but if love be the midwife with bliss begins our flirtation |
You are invited
We dwell in and as the throb of renewal,
in space and time dissolved, self-existent light, wherein feeling complete, love as our fuel, singularity’s seen by spherical sight, a wisdom we bring back to earth pulse dual, wherein poised in the void, heightens heart’s delight. Join us then dear soul, in the cave of the heart, for that’s where we’ll both feel bliss ignition start. Ottava Rima |
The edge of space
Surfing the very edge of space,
in time dissolved meditation, translucent light displays void’s face, humming as cosmic vibration. Sans identity, we exist, surfing the very edge of space, navigating it like a mist, with no earth bound goals left to chase. One with oneness, no cause to race, our soul having opened heart’s doors, surfing the very edge of space, we see light shimmer through its pores. There’s no fear, though we walk alone, because we have garnered God’s grace; seeds of wisdom in us are sown, surfing the very edge of space. Quatern |
Our claim to fame
The eye of our true self sees,
light flickers that never cease, pouring in from pores of space, as benedictions of grace. Divine light that lights all lights and bliss beats that heart delights, hitherto unseen, now seen, ushers wisdom which we glean. Within the life pulse dual, awareness in renewal, animates our attention, in timeless meditation. In staid, tranquil stillness slow, befriending the void we know, life flow impulsed, as a game; love and light, our claim to fame. Jueju |
Ego
ego identity long since vaporised
at times yet surreptitiously resurrects it’s now like a dusty, discarded book lying somewhere on our bookshelf it served its purpose in our early years but then acquired a mind of its own soon after tail began wagging the dog so we plucked it out to sing soul’s song we now roam the earth bubbling with mirth this is taken as an orientation unbecoming trauma bonding with darkness most fear light so we dwell in the void, vibrant in our aloneness |
Quest
“Following heart, not the head ~
Let’s be, by throb of love led” ~ quote by poet Having made God search our quest, we first cajole thoughts to rest, by making eye nonchalant and fickle heart, free from want. When our heart ceases to sway, mind too begins to obey and soon presence becomes still, relinquishing egoic will. Whispers of conscience cognised, our waywardness realised, making amends, we atone, our consciousness gently hone. Embracing thought cessation, in all time meditation, attuned to the universe, melodious is soul’s verse. Emptiness is now the norm, invoking a benign storm, felt as divine magnetism, igniting mind-body prism. Our heart knows, love within grows, for we’re in the boat God rows, so we share, with those who pair, light of our soul, self-aware. Having imbibed love’s bliss fizz, knowing God is all there is, we are as He, living light, truth we see in direct sight. Jueju |
Cave of our heart
I fell but was held
in God’s warm embrace who drew me into His heart I erred but was forgiven by the light that lights all lights now aflame in the cave of my heart I sought naught but Him but though my sight was dim He revealed Himself in my heart |
From darkness to light
Pitter patter fall dew drops of love’s rain,
bringing along with each drop, gifts of grace, imbibed by heart, if it be free from stain, having no mundane earthy goals to chase. Unconscious minds, floundering in deep trance, as yet enmeshed in cravings of ego, unaware of this sublime divine dance, dwell in darkness, unable to let go. Trapped in the open and yet free within, driven by instinct, head and heart not linked, ignorance then becomes the cause of sin, with barren heart yearning to be joy inked. Thought spirals of fear and desire, the maze; trauma bonding with pain, soul’s in a daze. Trauma bonding with pain, soul’s in a daze, contracted presence afraid of the light, fears freedom and thus continues to laze in bondage to ego, crouching in fright. Allowing not then tail to wag the dog, opting to plunge into the vibrant void, identity drops, clearing off the fog, whereupon dark delusion is destroyed. Such is clear truth written of in fables, that tranquil silence alone sets soul free and God’s touch is the force that enables, that in childlike trust, spirit frolics carefree. Whence erst fears and desires to rest are lain, pitter patter fall dew drops of love’s rain. Crown of Sonnets |
Agape love
The spiritual heart pulsates,
radiating potent power; throb of rapture never abates, drenching us in a bliss shower. Having discarded thought flow crutch, we now imbibe God’s love by touch, who calls to us and we respond, forging with Him a childlike bond. Rispetto |
Slow motion transmutation
Unmonitored is the dance of bliss beats,
with essence of soul presence looking on, enraptured by purity of love’s tweets, causing dormant nodes to be now reborn, within feeble earth form which we adorn. Divine magnetism is a benign burn, setting aflame spirit in body urn, caress of delight, bestowing clear sight, that thus doing nothing we slowly learn, that God nurtures us by day and by night. Dizain |
We are the all that is
As a wave in the vast ocean,
inseparable from the whole, conditioned belief, a notion, that shows us not, light of our soul. There is nothing we need to do, as a wave in the vast ocean, every breath new, as we debut, celebrating life in motion. Distanced from thought flow commotion, we meld soul with the all that is, as a wave in the vast ocean, radiating love, light and bliss. Befriending silence, truth is known, sipping soma nectar potion. God walks with us, we’re not alone, as a wave in the vast ocean. Quatern |
The practice
attention fixated on one object at a time a flaw of our differentiated perception unless soul focus be void-centric we indulge in self-deception each form is breathed by God thus seeing in all entities Him alone moment by moment recalling this truth our stuporous awareness we gently so hone |
burning yearning
we cannot lie
our heart searches for that magical scent elixir divine sublime for soul’s ascent with bated breath we wait to be touched by love’s wafting magnetism that colours of the rainbow set aflame body prism |
Perception
“Oh hermit, our eye cannot be single ~
unless polarities within mingle” ~ quote by poet Narrow is our perception, leading to misconception, which if we take to be true, makes delusional our view. Sensory inputs and mind, an inexorable bind, yet within the gap, the pause, we may escape from its jaws. Polarity interchange frees our soul’s cognition range, by abiding in silence, resting thought form violence. Sans thought, awareness heightens because load on heart lightens but most take this as fiction, due to thinking addiction. To transcend mind, we rest thought, whence no longer by fears fraught, we see ourselves as we are, luminous like yonder star. What silence ushers is this: we imbibe love, light and bliss, which radiates within form, propelled by magnetism warm. Obtaining spherical sight, entwined with bliss beat delight, as we slowly come undone, we see God and soul are one. Looking back, we now can see, that whence free from our mind tree and on adding love to cart, we sense God within each heart. Jueju |
Walk the talk
Each monk who saw, asked us to thaw,
feral instinct that’s self-serving, observing love’s the only law, of which each soul is deserving. Such is the path that scriptures teach, affirming God is within reach, for which our heart needs to transform, imbibing bliss magnetism warm. Rispetto |
A wasted wish
On earth man stands against man,
so performing a soul scan, we heard a voice from within, of fall from grace due to sin. Behaviour wayward and coarse, employing use of brute force, stems from ignorance of mind, instincts savage, soul’s eye blind. The voice went on to assure that for our ills, love’s the cure and then granted us a boon to be invoked at full moon. Granted one wish, what we asked that within feeble form casked, may all shift from head to heart, adding therein love to cart. That’s two wishes, the voice said, yet we’re all free, by love led but man’s succumbs to ego, which he’s now loathe to let go. To dance with love cheek to cheek, we must plug energy leak but this choice is up to us, joyous aboard God’s bliss bus. The wish we made, though granted, failed since man’s stance is slanted, so we must choose as our muse, love and light, without excuse. Jueju |
The exorcist
Our hosts were attentive, yet displayed fear
in their demeanour, noticed by our soul, so emoting love, we let hearts draw near, that thus invoking grace, they may feel whole. They spoke of dark fate, caused by black magic, of demons they needed to exorcise, that future life by joyous, not tragic, for which they asked for help from a priest wise. Cajoling them to shift into silence, we asked our hosts to be still and observe vibrance of stillness sans thought violence, reclaiming soul’s light with gusto and verve. Affirming God’s light shines within each heart, we smiled as we saw their demons depart. Sonnet |
Walking the path alone
If we be spirit and this form a vessel,
affirming that we are boundless like vast space, thus resting thought flow, in our heart we nestle with pulsations of love, inpouring by grace. A rebel, a nerd, we follow not the herd, choosing to rest ego cravings untoward, knowing that if God is, He must be within the cave of our heart, so we go in therein. Rispetto |
Recognition
Compassion sees souls bound to their mind tree,
insentient to touch of love’s moonbeam and if it could, it would, set them now free but cannot, so does not, as they so dream. God’s breath that keeps organic dust alive, waits for love within mankind to awake, by partaking nectar from heart’s bliss hive, ours for asking, when ego we forsake. Recognising God’s light glows deep within all forms, we clearly see we are all one, so lighting the lamp of love, we begin, relinquishing desires, coming undone. Wake up oh hermit, we have slept too long ~ Let’s rise together, taking all along Sonnet |
Bilocation
Form moves, I see, I Am
The stillness of the void Feeling the ripples Physical, mental, emotional Crystallised light seeks me Just as I too seek it We both need each other To feel complete Bilocating awareness thus Both aspects of myself are Energy kinetic and potential Immanent and transcendent |
The vaporised self
Affirming in truth that we’re the universe,
the will of God and our own, both become one, whence obviated is the need to rehearse, with our soul aflame like the light of the sun. All doings are done though us by God Himself and music of the spheres plays on by itself, wherein all we do is receive boons of grace, with bliss mists holding us in tender embrace. Rispetto |
Surfing the void
Waking up at morn, before thoughts arise,
when dawn drifts into enchanted meadows, our soul delights in God’s offered surprise, as lotus of pure love, within heart grows. Presence both immanent and transcendent, bilocating between form and vast space, is head to toe, fully bliss resplendent, breath by breath gently imbibing God’s grace. Stretching time thus, in the in between stage, we paint rainbows in the sky of our mind, as with music of the spheres, we engage, conjuring a soft rhythm, divine aligned. Heart the fulcrum, from where we operate, all nodes within, in childlike joy gyrate. Sonnet |
Eye of the soul
When we see with eye of the soul,
beholding God’s light in each form, presence feels love replete and whole, invoking a benign bliss storm. Our soul ascends to heaven’s gate, when we see with eye of the soul, making heart gentle and sedate, tranquil in our ordained life role. How long will we live on mere dole, tossed about by fear and desire? When we see with eye of the soul, no goals remain which we aspire. God’s grace fills us from head to feet and as we relinquish control, our centred presence feels complete, when we see with eye of the soul. Quatern |
The practice
Thinning out of ego, till it drops away,
is the steadfast practice, in which we engage, discarding all concepts, so we cease to sway, gentling responses, thus turning a new page, nonchalantly treating earth life as mere play, igniting divine bliss, in mind-body cage, whence bilocating between form and vast space, of our feral past, there then remains no trace. Ottava Rima |
Heart lotus blooms
teasing komorebi light cognised by our single eye flickers at the core of our being where silence cloaks stillness ripening the seeds of love blossoming in our heart wafting mists of bliss carried on wings of angels osmotically permeates our form soma nectar divine sublime which we eagerly lap up as elixir for our soul breath by breath thus we behold in wonderment magical spell conjured by God nurturing our spiritual heart that lotus of love therein shines as living light |
The guru chakra
The guru chakra is the master’s seat
Positioned between our crown and third eye As of God’s will, he regulates bliss heat Teaching our presence how to wingless fly Our master represents the light of God He erases our doubts and all our fears The day ego dies in mind-body pod To our dismay, our teacher disappears As we ascend, all that is, is one light We are the drop and we are the ocean Entwined with oneness, we garner clear sight Breath by breath savouring love’s bliss potion The seeker who sought, no longer exists ~ Yet the after burn of rapture persists Sonnet |
Silence speaks
There are so many paths that we’re spoilt for choice,
each religion claiming it alone is true, yet all admit that love’s the pulse of God’s voice, so shifting from head to heart, blessings accrue. Let’s keep it simple hermit, why complicate, for if we truly wish to reach heaven’s gate, befriending silence, lets plunge into the void, that thus invoking grace, delusion’s destroyed. Rispetto |
Love waves a wand
Negating nothing, accepting what is,
we begin then with this organic shell, where stuporous mind treats life like a quiz, birthing fears though heart tells us all is well. For our well-being, we struggle and strive but joy in permanence is elusive, so over time, diminishes our drive, since what mind tells us, is not conclusive. Twirled about by fate, dark desires a bait, a time comes when we no longer succumb, resolving to make turbid thoughts sedate, sliding out of trance, before soul goes numb. Just like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, trapped in the open, there’s nowhere to hide. Trapped in the open, there’s nowhere to hide, because our senses are externalised but our heart tells us, we can wingless glide In the vast void, that truth be realised. Noticing that head and heart stand apart, being the cause of our inner turmoil, silence then seems the only way to start, that the Gordian knot may then uncoil. Silence requires total thought cessation, not simple, since we’re in bondage to mind, so shifting attention to sensation, we feel love’s touch, both sensuous and kind. Disenchanted with cravings of ego, steadying resolve, we choose to let go. Steadying resolve, we choose to let go, of association with feeble form, by gentling touch, making actions mellow, our vibrant embrace, both tender and warm. Feeling, not thinking, present here and now, fear demons we conjured, crumble to dust and we delight as God’s grace does endow soma nectar, that dissolves feral lust. We do nothing, yet all is enabled, as it always was, for us meant to be, frolicking on earth, joyful and carefree. Feel bliss magnetism within, taste its fizz, negating nothing, accepting what is. Crown of Sonnets |
Iridescent luminescence
Power to invoke aesthetic delight,
is found in cave of heart, betwixt bliss beats, teleporting soul to zenith like height, love’s refrain that unendingly repeats. Subtler than the subtlest scent to us known, God’s elixir sublime enlivens form, revealing deep truths, to us alone known, soothed by magnetised mists, both cool and warm. Slowing down life’s pace, we garner God’s grace, felt as light radiating from our core, holding pristine presence in close embrace, bliss that leaves heart begging for an encore. In timeless time as we become the flame, endless bliss rapture is our claim to fame. Sonnet |
path strewn with rose petals
Kind, gentle and mindful, the way to be,
imbibing God’s light through the pores of space, benedictions of grace that lets us see, how our Father holds us in close embrace, as steps to heaven we slowly retrace. Benign bliss burns bestowed etched on our soul, are wabi-sabi stains that make us whole, of a life fully lived, divine entwined, in vibrant nonchalance playing our role, our softened heart, with love and light aligned. Dizain |
Our journey thus far
Wondrous has been the journey of our soul,
beauteously unfolding like a rose, with garnering God’s grace our sole life role, sipping soma nectar, whilst in repose. Perhaps our life sounds like a fairy tale but oh dear friends, it was not always so, the turning point being when we set sail, from our head to heart, in staid stillness slow. This journey we took, was fraught with danger, needing us to renounce fear and desire, deeming ego an unwelcome stranger, consigning lust to the funeral fire. Such was the path we took, in our own style; we walked over hot coals, mile after mile. We walked over hot coals, mile after mile, which may seem like an exaggeration but to evade ego’s serpentine guile, called for firm focus and concentration. At first nothing happened in the vast void, remaining thus therein in deep unease, continually by dark fear forms toyed, hoping that we would soon obtain release. Dark night of the soul, is a lonely place, wherein we are tested for our resolve, to deal with demons, as steps we retrace to our dark past, that we may now evolve. We would have failed, had not God held our hand; truth of Self, we began to understand. Truth of Self, we began to understand, in as that light, that ensouls feeble form, felt as pulsations, growing strand by strand, engulfing us in mists, both cool and warm. Divine grace in-poured, we were magnetised, consciousness expanded beyond space-time; God as white living light was realised, all this betwixt rapturous bliss beats chime. Ego death followed, heart became mellow, light of our Self was embodied in heart, our aura acquired a luminous glow, breath by breath feeling bliss ignition start. We now frolic carefree, joyous and whole; wondrous has been the journey of our soul. Crown of Sonnets |
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