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 |
My truths
“For the light of truth to appear ~
Negate each desire and every fear” ~ quote by poet Although I dwell in decaying form, I know I’m not this organic body mind, since in deep meditation I’ve been, seen and so known, truth of my pure, eternal being, at a singularity point, living light, at peace, feeling complete. To discern the truth, the pathless path simply requires this: oscillate attention between objects and space, as a nonchalant witness. Earth is a school, where in pulse dual, overcoming adversities we grow in love, wisdom and in power, which is the will of God. This is my truth, which I have imbibed by touch, a knowing available to all, at any moment in time, upon shifting from head to heart, blissful presence recognising life as but a dream. Verse |
Heart lotus blooms
Now that we have made love and light our mainstay,
it matters not if patterns of old surface, since divine bliss magnetism within at play, as Divine Mother, holds us in close embrace. The currents carry us as we surrender, witnessing soul’s ascent in childlike wonder and as such there remains nothing to be done, save breath by breath thus, with God becoming one. Rispetto |
An enlightened rose
a thorn on the stem of rose in repose
pricked the finger of her deluded lover yet with her last breaths she exuded love mood and mode acceptant free from bondage resplendent in fragrance of her dying petals recognising the source as breath of God |
The Phoenix rises
Opting not to be mocked by time,
we navigate the vibrant void, frolicking betwixt bliss beat’s chime, no longer by desires decoyed and as we so heavenward climb, soul’s light shines, pure and unalloyed. Breath by breath as form turns to dust, in staid silence we pierce the veil, by negating the thrust of lust, distanced from fear forms that assail, choosing love and light, pathways just, even though feeble form is frail. Why’d light pay homage to ego, when what soul’s truth is, we now know? Hybronnet |
here now reborn
having surrendered, we allowed
God’s bliss tempest to rise as we are consumed by the flame that that never was dies ego disappears, soul remains free from fetters of mind we are he we set out to seek blissful, loving and kind all doings are done without us because we don’t exist the truth is known when we display open heart, unclenched fist nothing’s lost, inner light’s reclaimed we now know who we are we were asleep, now we’re awake shining like the North Star Quatrain |
distorted image
Sitting quietly with iPad in hand,
we allow musings of soul to arise and although our mind does not understand, it reflects all hues of offered surprise, penning a poem before the ink dries, the influx of grace, ineptly portrayed, since we are by patterned thinking betrayed. Rhyme Royal |
Autumn Breeze
Autumn of our life’s sunset years
Time to replay moments gone by Each throb of joy and our dark fears Looking back, do we smile or sigh Our weary bones signal it’s time Autumn of our life’s sunset years Yet heart tremors sound a bliss chime We may age but child within cheers Melding head with heart, we change gears Erst rough edges gone, soul has thawed Autumn of our life’s sunset years We surrender each breath to God All we do is follow love’s scent Bliss heightens as God’s presence nears Assured now is our soul’s ascent Autumn of our life’s sunset years Quatern |
The in between stage
Having recognised we’re not body-mind,
stuporous awareness yet drags us down, so though we know the truth, we remain blind and in dark swamplands of fear and doubt drown. Each offered experience wanes with time, unless reinforced again and again, so attuning our heart to bliss beat’s chime, in vibrant silence, fears to rest are lain. The master appears and then disappears but our heart always knows that he is close, since our destiny God Himself so steers, so in childlike trust, we wait in repose. Here now in this life, we’ll reclaim soul’s light, garnering with God’s grace, spherical sight. Sonnet |
Look closely
Do we not wake up each morn,
refreshed, energised, reborn, magnetism suffusing form, touch tender, loving and warm? Sans thought, soul presence in heart, feels therein love’s bliss hum start, divine refrain, free from strain, boons bestowed, which we ingrain. Though we’re awake, senses rest and as nodes jostle in jest, the sound of one hand clapping is heard, while we are napping. With no earthy goals to chase, stretching time, dissolving space, connected thus with our soul, our heart feels at peace and whole. Choosing to remain as such, garnering wisdom by touch, entwined with the universe, orbs of soul’s light, pen a verse. Jueju |
Path strewn with roses
As God’s magnetism takes over feeble form,
there remains within, no conditioned belief and as we’re engulfed in these waves cool and warm, the stillness continuum grants soul relief from egoic desires that conjure a fear storm, so thus doing nothing, we turn a new leaf. The waters divide as they did with Moses, for we’ve chosen the bliss path strewn with roses. Ottava Rima |
House of cards
it came to pass
that the world we built collapsed when it was tested the fault line of course was ego serial offender out on bail disturbing the peace the universe tests us again and again and again do we smile when the blood flows perhaps our time has not arrived becoming a Buddha must wait our heart flutters in the wind |
The direct path
In the void soul takes a consciousness leap
but to get there we must leave mind behind, whence in staid stillness thus, we go in deep, becoming over time, divine aligned. Love the litmus test for thought, word and deed, which when ingrained, soul’s from ego unchained, then we live as of need, not as of greed, heart pure like snow, no longer by lust stained. The choice to be as such depends on us and this is where free will comes into play because we must choose to board God’s love bus, holding firm our focus that tends to sway. Ramana’s inquiry was ‘who am I?’ ~ Let’s discover the truth before we die Let’s discover the truth before we die, since there’s no solace in the holy book, for how can we be sure if scriptures lie and true meaning of the texts monks mistook? If God’s omnipresent, He must be here and so we must feel him deep in our bones but all that we sense is deep angst and fear, seeing body decay, which ego owns. The question then is, how should we begin, other than entering the void of space, hoping emptiness will cleanse our soul’s sin, that magically we imbibe God’s grace? Bowing our head to sages who awoke ~ First things first; head and heart with love we yoke First things first; head and heart with love we yoke, for each life breath, thanking God very much and cravings of ego, ceasing to stroke, simply by relinquishing thought flow crutch. Material to the ethereal is the shift of our consciousness required, that in direct sight we see what’s real, which means head and heart need to be rewired. We’re told body dies but our soul lives on, so let’s serve soul and not this feeble form, thus outcomes any, as we choose to yawn, we become nonchalant in every storm. Reworded, we dwell in the vibrant void ~ We’re no longer by lower mind decoyed We’re no longer by lower mind decoyed and have discovered how God-search to start, that pristine presence pure and unalloyed, in time dissolved silence, shifts to the heart. We seek nothing yet all is enabled, in as magnetism is activated, since no agenda is by us tabled and wayward ego now decimated. We do nothing yet all doings are done but either focus on soul, not on ego and we soon see all existence as one, as clear wisdom which we directly know. Throb of Holy Spirit in heart rises ~ Bliss activation brings new surprises Bliss activation brings new surprises, revealing we are spirit, not this form, so doing what soul’s muse so advises, with laws of God we begin to conform. Universal consciousness is our guide and since we’ve dropped each conditioned belief, without fear in the void we wingless glide, even though our sojourn on earth is brief. Poised as formless awareness Self-aware, we become that we had set out to seek, without effort by choosing to outstare ego, and dancing with love, cheek to cheek. In timeless cessation, coming undone ~ Polarities unite, all becomes one Polarities unite, all becomes one, which is to say we return to the source, shining as the light of the central sun, accomplished without any use of force. Recognising we are God’s living light, feeling complete, head to toe bliss replete, we yet see we’ve barely commenced our flight, being still bereft of agape love’s tweet. We descend to ascend that soul may learn, how love, wisdom and power are instilled, for which on earth as we willingly burn, we become the flame, as God Himself willed. As we can see, ego is the blockage ~ Now’s the time dear heart, to turn a new page Now’s the time dear heart, to turn a new page, simply by turning attention inward, quelling fires of desire that in heart rage, rejecting cravings of ego wayward. No sooner we so choose without excuse, Holy Spirit pervades each cell of form and love and light becomes our soul’s sole muse, engulfing us in love’s benign bliss storm. Ceasing to size as we so vaporise, we find the universe is within us and as this clear knowing we realise, vagaries of life no longer nonplus. Body rests, mind dreams, thoughts cease in deep sleep ~ In the void soul takes a consciousness leap Crown of Sonnets |
Now or never
Our shape shifting soul has been to earth before
but though we’ve embraced both kings and the disgraced, we know not who we are, so seek an encore, until ego defaced, we’re by God’s touch graced. Attached to body-mind, we’re bemused by thought, dwelling not in tranquil silence as we ought, so this time around, we choose not to be bound and instead go in, treading on holy ground. Rispetto |
Jump the queue
A creative urge arises
It’s origin to us unknown Grace in-pours through heart’s open door Ushering blissful surprises Focus peaks, rose in bloom full blown Spoken of in awe in folklore Divine ignition continues It’s renewal continual Where we’re a humble receptor Witnessing how rapture renews Here and now, in life’s pulse dual Bliss piercing each body vector As we burn in mind-body urn Our soul thus ascends, out of turn Hybronnet |
Oblivious to reality
Each living in their private world,
into which no one can enter, within the cave of their heart curled, are driven by thoughts that canter but when flag of love is unfurled, they recognise soul’s true centre. Look at souls living by instinct, fuelled by both desire and fear, their head and heart not with love inked, thus blocking God from drawing near, until they are by angels winked, which happens when truth is held dear. In this lucid dream, what’s real, save love’s touch and bliss beat’s appeal? Hybronnet |
Have patience dear
Almost but not quite, we pause
within stillness, that the cause of our soul’s stooped stance be known betwixt bliss beats, now full blown. Ego’s dead, we’re by love led and head and heart have both wed but there’s yet a missing link; a light strobe missed, when we blink. The forces that empower, as love, wisdom and power, need to entwine and align, if we’d cross the finish line. To this end, our will we bend, breath by breath slowly ascend, in sync with the universe, without the need to rehearse. Let’s grasp this moment offered and God’s hand in heart proffered, agreeing to vaporise, that the truth we realise. Jueju |
How I met God
attention internalised
thought flow rested my heart was at peace though earth life tested I became a witness motionless in vast space doing nothing thus I invoked God’s grace fears and desires ebbed bliss magnetism was activated no demons then remained needing to be placated one night in vibrant stillness debts of love were recalled seeing misdeeds of my past I was repentant and appalled at that moment God appeared in light soft white yet bright He erased past transgressions and said it is alright God then gently held my hand and said be joyous on this earth live out your life span in peace with heart bubbling in mirth He revealed we too are as He made in His image ~ living light earth is a school to grow in wisdom love taking us on a wingless flight such was my encounter with God He reveals Himself when it is time however we always hear His voice betwixt love’s bliss beat chime |
Whispers from the void
How may we share ethereal sights we see,
such as for example, flickering of space, revealing light from heaven that set’s soul free? How may we transmit bliss imbibed by God’s grace, transmuting each cell of form that we may be by day and night transfixed in divine embrace? Pastors preach, scriptures teach but truth’s out of reach. When will walls of delusion, souls choose to breech? Ottava Rima |
Congratulations are premature
“We are almost there but not quite ~
Not yet graced with spherical sight” ~ quote by poet Intermediate truths whence known, in as seen because we have been to subtler realms denied to most, but it’s not yet wisdom full blown, since karmic slate is not wiped clean, last mile to heaven, yet to coast. Wisdom downloads and divine light are offerings of grace imbibed and perhaps we have pierced the void but we have not garnered clear sight, though cravings of ego have died, soul’s not yet pure and unalloyed. Allow bliss mists to make ingress, without self-appraising progress. Hybronnet |
Awaken
By force divine we are acted upon,
optimised for swift ascent of our soul, wherein each life breath ushers a new dawn, fulfilling beauteously our life role. With the table laid for joy readymade, there then is nothing that we need to do, because God Himself hastens to our aid, provided our heart’s pure like morning dew. Life’s a maze that continues to amaze, where if we stagnate nowhere, self-aware, simply pausing to turn inward our gaze, poised in silence, with love and light we pair. Recognising we’re soul indwelling form, we become the centre of love’s bliss storm. Sonnet |
Lost in your eyes
Your love’s a mist, which I cannot resist
and when you are near my heart’s free from fear, there remaining for me no to do list, as I let magic you weave, life course steer. Your touch has connected me with my soul, expanding my aura, merged with your own, that thus divine entwined, blissful and whole, into heaven’s pastures, we both have flown. What matter labels, twin flame or soul mate, for when we hold hands, space and time dissolves, so perhaps it is as ordained by fate, that around your spirit, my heart revolves. Betwixt love’s tweet rises magnetic heat; you are the one who makes me feel complete. Sonnet |
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