Journey without movement
As bliss bubbles expand,
we feel each pulsation, caress divine sublime, as our meditation, synced with the cosmic chime. As bliss bubbles expand, we begin to transform, whence head and heart linking, attain in love mists warm, awareness unblinking. As bliss bubbles expand, we as a receptor, sense the throb of delight, in each body vector, as our soul’s wingless flight. As bliss bubbles expand, polarities mingle and exiting space-time, with our soul’s eye single, heavenward we thus climb. Monchielle Stanza |
Dreams within dreams
Nothing is real in this lucid dream,
except for formless consciousness aglow, the silent witness, calm like a moonbeam, which if we be still, we can get to know, provided our heart is pristine like snow. Knowing that the world is in truth nothing, to which fleeting illusion should we cling? Rhyme Royal |
Consecration
the light within was veiled
by senses five and mind divine origin forgotten ego made soul blind heart was uneasy inquiring, ‘who am I’ feeling divine entwined it yearned to wingless fly silence negated pulse dual divine magnetism arose bliss was enabled whilst in repose soul was anointed in the cave of heart consecrated by touch wisdom God did so impart transformed as living light with ego coming undone darkness was dispelled soul and God now one |
Eventide
While
watching and melding with diffused light, as the hues so shift, we are plunged into trance, dancing with unbound delight, whilst yet present in tranquil peace, as sol waves goodbye from a distance and this dream we have lived for a day ends. Etheree |
the recluse
unable to identify
with cacophonous din caused by stuporous minds we take shelter in silence aglow with light of God perhaps it is escapism as we search for rainbows yet to manifest in the blue sky which are already created in the cave of our heart |
Our life, our choice
A thousand lives, a million fears,
tremulous smiles and painful tears, we sip the brew, which is now stale, bound to ego, who at us leers. We fight for freedom tooth and nail, yet demons we conjured assail. Assuming the rope is a snake, no wonder then, we’re doomed to fail. Silence gives consciousness a shake, so that we may here now awake but this entails we must let go of attachments held, though they’re fake. Thoughts orbiting both friend and foe, are put at rest, for we now know, all that’s manifest is a dream, recognised in staid stillness slow. Ephemeral is a moonbeam or gusts of lust we choose to steam, being but shimmers in the void, which ego holds in high esteem. For far too long we have been toyed by dark desires and so decoyed but since we’ve chosen to be still, illusions conjured are destroyed. Simply by surrendering will, we do nothing, yet dark voids fill, with divine light, that lights all lights, making easy ascent uphill. Rubaiyat |
the way we feel
we have now known for a while
futile is our ego’s guile for life as it’s manifest is but a test in light jest poised in the in between stage where no fires of desire rage as in but not of the world we lie in cave of heart curled all doings are done by God who dwells in mind-body pod thus as the false falls away we see the truth clear as day grazed by life’s offered surprise there’s nothing to analyse for all that is, is pure bliss graced by Divine Mother’s kiss Jueju |
As God’s light
As the light of God held in space,
both immanent and transcendent, having invoked His boundless grace, we are fully bliss resplendent. Playing our life role as ordained, as the light of God held in space, our pure heart, aflame and unstained, has of ego, nary a trace. Since life’s not an exam to ace, we’ve discarded concepts mental, as the light of God held in space, our eye is mindful, touch gentle. Heeding love’s tweet, blissful and sweet, in our heart, we have seen His face and so our work here is complete, as the light of God held in space. Quatern |
Bilocation
Both caged in form and yet at all times free,
nothing can be more wonderful than that, playing cricket where we both bowl and bat, breezing through earth life, blissful and carefree, since we got our head and heart to agree, that though we’re where our attention is at, we never forget the critical fact, we’re bound only when tied to our mind’s tree. Life’s nothing but a game of hide and seek, wherein light of our soul is veiled by thought, erased no sooner we choose to be still, that thus plugging needless energy leak, in time stretched silence, we become self-taught, peering at heaven, from heart’s window sill. Italian Sonnet |
the way we are
Ego exhumed, soul will bends
and the vibrant void befriends, that one with the universe, we then hum a joyous verse. Though no desire arises, heart embraces surprises, gifted by the grace of God. Cupid smiles and we too nod. As both the all and this form, the only rule ~ love’s the norm, free from fear, free from desire, in heart burns, God’s sacred fire. Jueju |
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