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 |
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