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Unseeking Seeker 19-11-2020 07:09 AM

Unfettered being-ness
 

We
are still
in the void
of no-thingness.
The outer world fades
gripping not attention,
being but a thought construct;
mirage fleeting as but a dream.
Awareness unshackled from ego,
ignites the lamp of bliss in consciousness.

Thought rested awareness, free and unbound,
pausing here and there to smell roses,
knows we choose but God disposes,
as best suited for our soul.
As we yield, so we grow.
We stoop to conquer.
Thus vaporised,
in surprise,
bliss does
rise.

Poetry form: Etheree

Unseeking Seeker 22-11-2020 04:27 AM

The pathless path
 

Roots
deeply
embedded
in mind body
ego borne urges,
anchoring attention,
within walls of narrowness,
immerse us in fear and desire.
We are both captor and prisoner,
enmeshed thus where attention does hover.

Fault line of consciousness is stagnation.
Detachment holds the key to freedom.
Moving as does the morning breeze,
we embrace, hold and release
each offered vibration,
with nonchalant ease,
free and unbound,
we thus be,
become,
bliss.

Unseeking Seeker 22-11-2020 04:29 AM

Plot that thought
 

For
reason
we know not,
we feel within,
imbalance in calm.
We go into stillness
laying aside the ego,
in as narrow identity,
instantly reconnecting within,
with our own luminous divinity.

Entity contracting is lower mind,
having agenda in narrowness.
No sooner we renounce ego,
innate blissful reclaimed.
Our fickle attention,
once it is stable,
centred within,
blissful calm
holds us
close.

Unseeking Seeker 23-11-2020 06:22 AM

Self hypnosis
 

Our
active
animal
lower urges
overpower us.
Rotating attention,
exiting all stagnation,
all desires and fears rested,
childlike purity of being grants
freedom from ego borne delusion.

Contraction origin in attachment,
of fears and desires spiralling,
pursuing illusions fleeting.
Indulging in the movie,
we hypnotise ourself
amidst images.
The suffering,
life after life
follows
us.

Unseeking Seeker 23-11-2020 06:23 AM

Ambedo incognito
 

Trance
like state,
hypnotic.
We melt therein
to savour the throb
of each offered flavour.
Within the time span we are
captive to each nuance at play.
Softened attention, one with the flow,
imbibes each subtle pulse in gentleness.

Half the story known, we shift to intent,
our response to chosen vibration,
determining path of ascent
or for that matter, descent.
Mind body vaporised,
as we be surprised:
are we awake
or asleep?
Where are
we?

Unseeking Seeker 24-11-2020 08:56 AM

Spanda
 

It
begins
with a thirst
for expansion
of joy and delight,
being food for our soul.
Thus begins game of Spanda,
wherein we contract and expand
concealing and revealing ourself,
to ourself: that love in love with love grows.

However, this game a double edged sword:
for, to feel love fully, we must melt,
dissolving fully in the throb.
We thus choosing amnesia,
forgetting who we are,
become deluded.
The void vibrant;
bliss therein
ends our
search.

Miss Hepburn 24-11-2020 11:41 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Unseeking Seeker
Alone the sun emits life giving light
Even though the earth turns its back
It minds not its unseemly slight
For it is the light! Nothing does it lack!

I have never read these, my friend.
But then I saw the title, Alone.
And I know someone that wants no advice, no spiritual talk, but
feels SO alone and lonely...and let's everyone know.

So I sent this poem since she sent me a quote of the day ...
'Can you go blind crying in the dark?'
(See how bad it is - her husband died suddenly after 47 yrs....they worked side by side and slept
in a double bed the whole time - she is lost.
BUT, wants no help!
Just to be surrounded by people and friends all the time!
But, people have lives and some are in quarantine.)

I trust one day she will turn to God. But I sure can't suggest it!
(And her therapist isn't seeing anyone during this virus.):icon_frown:

I will look for more poems here that could help her. Thanks, B. :hug:

Unseeking Seeker 24-11-2020 01:45 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Miss Hepburn
I have never read these, my friend.
But then I saw the title, Alone.
And I know someone that wants no advice, no spiritual talk, but
feels SO alone and lonely...and let's everyone know.

So I sent this poem since she sent me a quote of the day ...
'Can you go blind crying in the dark?'
(See how bad it is - her husband died suddenly after 47 yrs....they worked side by side and slept
in a double bed the whole time - she is lost.
BUT, wants no help!
Just to be surrounded by people and friends all the time!
But, people have lives and some are in quarantine.)

I trust one day she will turn to God. But I sure can't suggest it!
(And her therapist isn't seeing anyone during this virus.):icon_frown:

I will look for more poems here that could help her. Thanks, B. :hug:


Death of a spouse or companion does indeed leave a huge vacuum. How many of us have the recognition + assimilation of the knowing that death of form is of no consequence? Moreover, perhaps advice is easy to hand out to others but when it strikes close, it’s another story.

Alone and Lonely are opposite ends of the spectrum actually. Spirit is alone in its vibrancy whilst ego lonely in despondency.

These poems are but resonations as of flowing inclination, moment to moment, albeit distorted by perception! I am delighted that you find some of them useful to help those who may find meaning in the words :smile:


Unseeking Seeker 26-11-2020 02:45 AM

Say it like it is
 

The
hidden
energy
grid is alive,
enlivening form
with magnetism warm.
Nodes within electrified,
let out silent screams of delight:
open secret hidden in plain sight;
in renewal within through day and night.

Above and below, within and without,
divine life pulse pervades everything,
cognised within this mind body
as throb of bliss energy.
We cannot mistake it,
nor misinterpret
the joy current
pulsating
within
now.

Unseeking Seeker 28-11-2020 11:39 AM

Free will chooses without excuses
 

Rise,
plateau,
then descent;
life pulsation
thus in renewal,
a pattern we discern,
cognise and assimilate.
Mind body by resonation
thus flowing in chosen vibration
self determines ascent or stagnation.

The manifest already created
by desire aflame within our heart.
Doership is delusion of mind:
fictional identity,
is our narrow ego.
Universal mind,
accessible,
here and now,
if we
choose.


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