A time to reflect
We see feeble form decay
and death will soon have its way, which makes tremulous heart sigh, at our wasted life gone by. Scriptures affirm God exists but lingering doubt persists, so we must see with our eyes, the truth before body dies. There are debts of love we owe, best repaid before we go and also we must forgive, that in vibrance we may live. We’re told we are living light. Why then do we crouch in fright? How may we imbibe wisdom, that gets us to God’s kingdom? Body dies yet soul lives on, which if the truth, let us yawn, because then life’s but a dream of thought forms we choose to stream. Such are the questions we ask God, who’s equal to the task, so He tells us and we pen deep truths with our yen for zen. Jueju |
The do-nothing path
Witnessing what comes to senses five and mind,
befriending silence we extinguish desire, whence leaving all imagined knowing behind, from our heart’s core bursts forth a celestial fire. There is no doer yet this doing is done, our soul presence aflame like the central sun, immanent and transcendent at the same time, radiating bliss betwixt the cosmic chime. Rispetto |
Hidden in plain sight
The throb of bliss hums on by day and night, just like our heartbeat as gift of God wondrous but there’s no way to transmit the sublime fragrance we imbibe, thus we can at best portray in words, love’s transcendental rapture felt within. Such secrets divine, are veiled in plain sight, thus as that both revealed and concealed, needs mind of soul’s heart to cognise, that the unknown becomes known through outpourings of grace, which we may invoke, if heart be pure and childlike, trusting God. |
soul’s song
Be mindful of heart contractions
Wary of ego’s distractions Discard doubt and fear we stand strong As life rolls on, let’s sing our song There’s nothing out there, all’s within Go in hermit, go in, go in Within heart resounds, God’s bliss gong As life rolls on, let’s sing our song Stand firm and erect in life’s storm We make our touch tender and warm Leave none behind, take all along As life rolls on, let’s sing our song May head and heart act hand in glove The litmus test is always love Discern oh hermit, right from wrong As life rolls on, let’s sing our song Silence alone can set us free Unshackling soul from our mind tree Remove delusion with truth’s tong As life rolls on, let’s sing our song Cave of heart is where we belong As life rolls on, let’s sing our song Kyrielle |
Flame of bliss
Does heart yet secretly anticipate,
in as seek a scent it does remember, thereby fanning desire to alter fate, to prolong the flames of dying ember? The rabbit hole of desire goes in deep, which relates to cravings of body-mind, so if we’re to take a consciousness leap, we must leave all ego cravings behind. Moment to moment, all moments entwined, in the here and now, vibrant and carefree, head and heart with whispers of love aligned, we proclaim ourself as God’s devotee. Desire exhumed by our mind discerning, ignites flame of bliss, forever burning. Sonnet |
Embrace the beggar
Softer than breath and gentler than our heartbeat,
are the waves of bliss that arise from within, refrain of magnetism ushering cool heat, distancing our presence from lust that births sin. Embracing the beggar ignites this God spark, deep in our heart that lets us see in the dark, whence as we become the flame, that has no name, we transform as living light, in life’s end game. Rispetto |
The practice
bemused by illusions
we free ourself simply by looking at myriad vibrations crystallised as forms including ourself recognising its untruth on a relative scale space seems motionless although it too flickers which we notice the light that lights all lights God’s radiance eternal is the only reality all else is false ephemeral remembering this as often as we can is our spiritual practice which but requires of us that we bilocate attention between form and the void until the recognition is etched on the fabric of consciousness |
A time of indifference
Indifference causes hearts to drift away,
even if tranquil eye be nonjudgmental, since as long as soul’s in this vessel of clay, to nurture love, kind touch is fundamental, even better still, if we engage in play, with interaction both mindful and gentle. Sadly ghosting loved ones has become the norm; lost is childhood innocence, tender and warm. Ottava Rima |
The eureka continuum
Our innate creative urge to sing a hymn,
is perhaps aimed at making our eye single, that head melding with heart, in the void we swim, bliss drenched in rapture as pheromones mingle. To harmonise within, the life pulse dual, all we do is employ love as the fuel, with our heart now pure, life’s trials we endure, in childlike playfulness, vibrant yet demure. Rispetto |
We confess
What was surreal is now the new normal,
as we bilocate between form and vast space and although we follow no practice formal, simply ambling through life at an easy pace, we have now encountered the paranormal, garnering wisdom of sages, by God’s grace. Operating from heart instead of the mind, we no longer flounder about like the blind. Ottava Rima |
Buried alive
Spurned, abandoned, left to fate,
rapture yet does not abate, for we’ve been touched by God’s grace, held by Him in warm embrace. Memory brings back the past but destiny’s die is cast, so we just keep flowing on, each life breath ushering dawn. Severe are life’s lessons learnt, being by betrayal burnt but we bear no one ill will; our bliss drenched heart’s always still. Jueju |
All we require
Life’s inflicted many a scar
From God’s light, we’ve drifted afar Desire begets fear, fear desire Love and light is all we require We drift through life, as though we’re blind Shifting goalposts befuddle mind We’re caught up in ego’s quagmire Love and light is all we require Milestones attained have left soul stained Trapped in desires, we’re by lust chained We’ve toiled all our life, now we tire Love and light is all we require Within heart rages a great fire Love and light is all we require Kyrielle |
In service to all
There are aberrations we wish to correct,
in this lucid dream of life to sets wrongs right but since we know the law of cause and effect, fulcrum of our actions must be from the light. Setting up love’s intent wave, in the vast void, essence of soul’s presence, pure and unalloyed, co-creates thus with God, strobes of light divine, designed to transform souls who choose to align. Rispetto |
All is within
How still is our stillness if thoughts yet intrude,
scarring the sanctity of heart’s sacred space, where crude ego cravings are considered rude, since they interfere with outpouring of grace? The cave of heart is where we tip toe in nude, drenched in bliss mists, held by God in close embrace, in a reality beyond space and time, where the heartbeat of God pulsates as love’s chime. Ottava Rima |
That was then, this is now
Cleaved from God’s light, we wished to be as He
but one day we ate the forbidden fruit, whose toxins caused dread and in heart envy, darkening our luminous soul with soot. Though tempestuous and wild, as God’s child, we asked Him to restore aura’s pure hue, to which He counselled, be loving and mild, learning by burning, beginning anew. This translated as descent from heaven, ensouling organic form, doomed to die, where working our way through chakras seven, ego erased, we again wingless fly. Our mission being to board God’s bliss bus, how long we dwell on earth, is up to us. How long we dwell on earth, is up to us, because choices we make, in time will shape soul, that when dark desires do not nonplus, in timeless time we’ll imbibe love agape. We were fearful to let go of God’s hand, so He assured us He would dwell within, speaking as conscience, that we understand how to uphold truth and be free from sin. We would return to our home, in deep sleep, that our soul be comforted all is well but the waking state would be when we leap, embracing love and light, feeling heart swell. With the table laid, for joy readymade, pure of heart enter God’s heavenly glade. Pure of heart enter God’s heavenly glade, simply by choosing to align with love, whereupon in a stream of bliss we wade, as benedictions in-pour from above. With the veil of ignorance now lifted, the light of our soul, glistens in our core and from our wayward past having shifted, we’re a peace in the boa, God does oar. Looking back at our past, we are aghast, at our fallen stance but right here and now, with love imbibed, destiny’s die is cast, whose reins are in God’s hands, which we allow. In truth all our soul desired, was to be cleaved from God’s light; we wished to be as He. Crown of Sonnets |
Transmutation
Limited but yet empowered,
we prevailed, triumphed and towered over the demon of desire, amazed as heart lotus flowered. Thought flow stilled caused ego to tire, which burns at the funeral pyre but that that so dies, never was; what we are is God’s cosmic fire. In the void of stillness, heart thaws and then mind aligns with God’s laws, paving way for us to reclaim, love and light’s primordial cause. Treating earth life as but a game, we’ve become that that has no name, resplendent in the light of Self, transmuting, becoming the flame. Rubaiyat |
Mindful eye
My body has needs just as I have mine
but since I live in it, I oft indulge, yet watchful that my head and heart align, lest wayward ego shows its ugly bulge. Oh hermit, note these secrets I divulge, revealed out of sense of deep compassion, that it’s best to cultivate dispassion because if we don’t we are sure to fall, so though voice of truth is not in fashion, only when we’re mindful do we stand tall. Dizain |
Victory in defeat
Even though we can win, we prefer to yield,
since what avail is victory, when souls weep, therefore love is the fragrance, we choose to wield, enabling us to take a consciousness leap. Brother souls who are asleep, are unaware, of the one light in all hearts that seeks to pair and so we play our part, touch loving and kind, mindfully playing our life role as assigned. Rispetto |
Vanishing point
The sticky glue of longing,
gives a sense of belonging, betwixt heartbeat’s silent chime, though life is devoured by time. Soul’s adrift as goalposts shift and decay of form is swift, yet we clutch at wisps of straw, until heart begins to thaw. When thoughts recede and love leads, rapture rises and bliss breeds, thinning out wayward ego, as dark desires we forgo. Our ego’s vanishing point, is when we opt to anoint the void as soul’s dwelling place, invoking God’s boundless grace. Jueju |
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