Veiled
“Ignorance is the veil, we need to lift ~
If we be silent, soul’s ascent is swift” Time and again we find that we have failed to embrace that joy of which scriptures speak and so truth of existence remains veiled, since indulgence in desires makes us weak. Ceasing striving, if we simply be still, bereft of thought flow, identity dies and thus fully surrendered to God’s will, we feel within form, bliss magnetism rise. The shift then is from thinking to feeling, by choosing to align head with our heart, we unveil what ego was concealing, as bliss ignition within us does start. Oh hermit, know that God and soul are one ~ Save coming undone, nothing need be done Sonnet |
If only I could
I would, if I could, plant a seed
A spark of joy that love may lead But cold hearts sing not in chorus Whispers of soul, they're yet to heed How may I make your heart porous Peering through the eye of Horus I see your soul, as yet asleep Dormant still, is your heart’s torus I would, if I could, take the leap Enter your subconscious mind deep That our hearts be not asunder Bliss in permanence, ours to keep Head over heart, a big blunder Insentient to bliss thunder Humming within by day and night Rapture unbound, divine wonder I would, if I could, use God's might To set between us, all things right But for now, methinks I must wait Till you garner spherical sight Rubaiyat |
We see it now
Space flickers, revealing white light
If we pause to blink, we’ll miss it God’s blessings, bestowing clear sight Signals we are at the summit When void-centric becomes our view Space flickers, revealing white light Within form, as bliss throbs renew Rapturous is our heart’s delight Suffused with joy, by day and night Unending’s our meditation Space flickers, revealing white light The source of all of creation In heart resounds, soundless thunder The truth of oneness, now shines bright We behold in childlike wonder Space flickers, revealing white light Quatern |
We know we know not
We can’t see God, so use braille,
scent of bliss marking our trail, feeling love, gently by touch, having rested thought flow crutch. By following bliss beats beep, soma nectar seeps in deep and thus heeding God’s love chime, assured is soul’s upward climb. Recognising we know not, we loosen up heart strings taut, imbibing wisdom by grace, beholding God, face to face. Jueju |
Dance of polarities
before our heart murmurs emotes effusing tender love effulgence of soul’s radiance manifests in form seeds of bliss as an expression of consciousness for eternity renewing its effervescence in a singularity wherefrom arises duality within the vast womb of boundless space that pulsations of love, always self referral reflect back onto itself rapture of divine union of itself within itself since there is no separation noticing the makings of the play of life underway presence conspires with the universe in this game that the beauteous dance of polarities in this realm receptive to enigmatic currents of God’s magnetism create by benign bliss burns fullness within emptiness magically unfolding a plethora of love petals in our heart |
What we witness
there are two of us in here
one is the ego seeking welfare of mind-body the other is our soul growing by overcoming adversity we wish to align with our soul but when the level of difficulty increases inevitably the ego has its say and we are compelled to listen after all, we live in our body so two conflicting emotions arise one is anguish caused by contraction pain, suffering, abandonment resulting in onset of fear the other feeling is equanimity bliss, peace, acceptance they make strange bedfellows these two resembles ambivalence schizophrenia or is it merely polarity in the realm of duality as our consciousness bilocates both immanent and transcendent at once |
Love in love with love
Searching for my soul, I wandered,
pondered and gift of life squandered for dark desires became my chains. If there be no love, what remains? That that comes and goes, unreal so plunged into my heart to feel the throb of bliss that never feigns. If there be no love, what remains? Objects of desire ego sought, along with flowers, sharp thorns brought, so I chose to take back life’s reins. If there be no love, what remains? I pray to God to hold my hand and take me to the promised land, that His grace seeps deep in my veins. If there be no love, what remains? Kyrielle |
From darkness to light
A strange melancholy slowly sets in
Darkness covering darkness in a shroud We would be free but how may we begin Self-esteem shattered, we’re no longer proud Witnessing demise of heart’s innate joy Though we can trace not, the source of our fear There’s no doubt it is an ego spawned ploy That in sphere of consciousness does appear So simply looking, we exit thought flow Shifting baton of awareness to God Whereupon rekindled is our soul’s glow Such is His grace that always leaves us awed We’re drawn to the light but fear not the dark ~ Bliss beats rise within on an upward arc Sonnet |
Veiled lustre
Be it day or night, yonder moon shines bright,
beauteous is its hue, lustrous soft white, yet during the day, is veiled from our sight, an apparition odd - moon’s bright lustre that awed, now dims and appears thawed - although it is not flawed. Womb of space, moon’s nest, wherein it does rest hidden from view till sol sets in the west, shining again at night, as though in jest. We best rest thoughts unjust - accuse not the moon’s crust; knowing now sun’s fierce thrust - turns human sight to dust. By day the moon hides, we too crouch in fright, although we’re living light, we’re by fears gnawed, afraid we’ll be in light of truth undressed, thus God’s benign touch, hesitate to trust. Suzette Sonnet |
A non-doer asks
All conflicts must be healed by love alone,
was the message of the wisdom download and so taking these as words etched in stone, our bliss suffused heart sang to God an ode. Leading by example, masters have shown that all being one, love alone’s real and in time will blossom seeds we have sown, pervading space with its boundless appeal. How then should we deal with unconscious minds, when it’s not possible to walk away and a call to arms as of karma binds estranged hearts who their assigned roles so play? One actor will live, the other will die. We are simply left with the question: why? Sonnet |
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