Bravo
Mindful eye Cognises Fickle mind Porous Misaligned Stuporous Blown away By thought forms Like a leaf Having fallen Now at the mercy Of the fierce winds That abound We celebrate This delusion Offering to God The experience Of limitation In this lucid dream Of earth life Seemingly real Hijacked by ego Bubble of illusion Which lives on As long as We feed it |
Journey without movement
“What is this strange place, we find ourselves in We’re trapped in the open, yet free within” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ As subject looking at object Ego impulse makes thoughts suspect Nudging us in paths self-serving Scars on soul reflect this defect Choosing ourself as deserving Feral cravings clip our soul’s wing Until we enter our heart’s womb Therein to love beats, in joy swing Separateness, ignorance tomb Layer by layer, which we comb Dwelling thereafter, in the void As bliss anoints us with aplomb No longer thus, by ego toyed Vaporised self, is by love buoyed Magnetic heat, rapture blissful Transmutes soul; delusion destroyed Rubaiyat |
Monk mode
this dream unfolds; why carry stress whilst ensconced in divine caress let nonchalant be our response with love divine, our steadfast sconce from path of truth, never digress Quintilla |
The pathless path
Ego upturns, so we learn to discern Urge of mind-body versus cry of soul For God we yearn, as love for love does burn In midst of action, playing our life role Ceasing to weigh and size, we vaporise Open arm embrace for all souls alike Heart transfixed with joy, as bliss currents rise Magnetism within continues to spike Mind-body becomes an empty vessel Cleansed of erst cravings of our lower mind Each breath intake, God bestowed miracle Fetters of fear and desire, left behind Our emptiness charged with bliss in fullness Boundaries blur as we meld with oneness Sonnet |
Trauma Bond
Flicker of disdain, cause of pain It shouldn’t be so but it is Bondage to imagined love chain Her broken heart, distanced from his Traumatic is separateness Flicker of disdain, cause of pain Tremors cognised by consciousness Sunlight shrouded by clouds and rain Jibe replay, again and again His eyes don’t lie and so she sighs Flicker of disdain, cause of pain When will come, the final goodbye She sees now, ebbing ember light Love fragrance fades, best to rest lain Day after day, night after night Flicker of disdain, cause of pain Quatern |
A shout into the void
Trapped in the open, free within Heart beckons, we tip toe therein Thought rested stillness, self-aware Pristine vibrant void, free from sin Sans thought, no fear of ego snare Within silence, heart secrets bares Time dissolves as we vaporise Presence with oneness, gently pairs In timeless time, ego urge dies No one’s here to size or apprise That that is, is soul all aglow Ecstatic as bliss currents rise Resistance free, in joy we flow Each nuance felt, in stillness slow Simply being, here now present Aura bright, beauteous rainbow Free will grants divine touch consent All we do is follow love’s scent Mind-body, by bliss magnetised God Himself steers, our soul’s ascent Rubaiyat |
First things first
First things first, as we age, bliss bubbles burst With flow of life flirt, free of desires erst Essence of presence, vibrant innocence Carefree dance, waits not for a second chance On our heart hangs a warning: joy alert Ego urge reversed, no fears to avert To divine love and light, our soul reverts Cognisance of inner luminescence First things first Be it need or greed, we retain one thirst May bliss magnetism continue to spurt Nestled in silence, tuned to loves cadence Divine entwined parlance, our indulgence Agendaless joy, with each breath assert First things first Rondeau |
Instant Nirvana
he who seeks rapid ascension what knows he of meditation floundering hither and thither dithers as dark desires slither fears shrouding him in contraction Quintilla |
The That
Paused in the void of no-thingness Still, in thought rested awareness We are there but nothing else is All that is, is pulse of oneness Bliss renewal, rapturous fizz Teasing, seductive divine kiss At play, within our heart centre We know then that, the That is this Rubaiyat |
Walking the path
Taught to believe God dwells somewhere above, we distanced ourself from source No longer with love, were we hand in glove, pursuing desires using force, till in our heart, felt deep remorse Trapped in the open, we were yet free within, during moments of silence Our conscience beckoned, so we went therein; embracing soul’s innocence, rekindling inner sentience Not rituals then but silence the way, receptive to the bliss current, wherein seeking nothing, we choose to pray, becoming self-luminescent, our innate native element Once head melds with heart, as it’s boot camp, we instantly become free God, who indwells within, lights the love lamp, so with light of truth we agree, each breath entrée, in joyous spree Quintain (English) |
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