Spiritual pitfalls
The urge to serve For a feel good factor Though with gusto and verve Act of doership, ego the detractor Hermit resolute Knows his life's mission Recognising ego’s in pursuit For each act, seeks God's permission |
Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
primal feral instincts
involuntarily stir catching us off guard yet here they are vibrations unwelcome which so appear where grow their roots which we nurture |
Unfeeling hearts
sometimes it so happens
love knocks on icy hearts and is cold shouldered in timeless time jagged rocks are smoothened by the river’s flow love employs no force unconscious souls yet rooted in animal nature appear cloaked in human form the indwelling spirit is the same within all only coordinates differ there’s neither judgment nor shame the sunlight continues to stream on all life without prejudice |
Stoop to conquer
Spiritual practice is doomed from the start,
since any ritual involves our doership and therefore unless ego’s made to depart, futile is our meditation or worship, unless ofcourse we choose to add love to cart, exiting shallow game of one-upmanship, whereupon once no agenda is tabled, by God's grace, soul's ascension is enabled. Ottava Rima |
Watch that thought
behold heart contractions
appear in consciousness it shouldn’t be so but is leaving us astonished so we witness tremors just looking nonchalantly the thought’s self-conscious feels lonesome since it is unfed it is a standoff in time stretched silence the imaginary bubble of delusion bursts noiselessly in the void for it’s existence depends upon our attention betwixt the ebb and flow waves of bliss cascade within dynamic stillness envelopes being ever tranquil |
Is-ness of being-ness
lament not
what’s downstream be here now desire not mere objects bliss beats beep God’s life pulse resounding throbs within Tricube |
In awe of God
In awe of God, with love not fear,
soul’s innocence rests lower mind, tuning in to divine rhythm kind, letting not lower thoughts appear, deeming all as one and thus dear, playing our life role as assigned, in awe of God. When bliss beats rise, we sense He’s near and follow love’s scent in trust blind, that we be by its hues defined, shaped by spirit, we choose to steer, in awe of God. Rondine |
Benign bliss burn
Bliss magnetism transforms our form
Our heart’s gripped in childlike delight Nodes tingling within, the new norm As rapture peaks by day and night Our central vein is ignited Bliss magnetism transforms our form Head and heart, with love united Willingly to God’s laws conform Caress divine, tender and warm Radiant energy torus Bliss magnetism transforms our form Mindful eye gentle, heart porous There’s no doing that need be done Standing still in this benign storm With God one, we shine like the sun Bliss magnetism transforms our form Quatern |
Who am I
See ye not yet, we're hypnotised
by desires, so our soul's capsized. Stillness side-steps illusion net. We're hypnotised. See ye not yet? We’re not the mind, we're not this form. We're not the currents, cool or warm. We’re living light, blissful and kind. We're not this form, we're not the mind. Swap Quatrain |
Stoic surrender
knowing is not the becoming
until we assimilate wisdom recognising within heart lies God’s kingdom yet having been and so seen truth of underlying reality in the midst of storms we retain clarity within the womb of existence there’s no haste to ascend standing still all we do our will to God bend |
Sin and redemption
Branding the wayward
as a perpetrator of evil let us pause a moment to examine origin of sin knowing not love and light is the cause not ignorance resulting in fall from grace all that then is required is to show the roadmap that such souls may awake |
Inner light
vibrant emptiness
no urge to react or to respond magnetism hums soma nectar drips what else then is there that needs to be felt as we so radiate our inner light |
Hall of mirrors
Replacing one illusion for another
is merely shifting coordinates in space, for our indulgence therein will yet smother freedom of soul, with new horizons to chase, thus but a mind game conjured, so why bother if the outcome at end of days is disgrace, having succumbed to cravings of our ego, in the world of transience, we’re loathe to forgo. Ottava Rima |
Flickering awareness
Having been shown that we are living light,
how may we assimilate this knowing in our mind-body with spherical sight, that in time stretched silence, we keep flowing, seeing clearly our inner light glowing? Encased in form, attention oscillates and so we languish outside heaven's gates. Flickering awareness is of no use, for the peace we felt, on earth plane abates, so we are still and let bliss beats seduce. Dizain |
Descent and ascent
Poised at a point, that stands apart from space-time,
all that is, is energy before release, when awareness self-aware then heeds love's chime, opting to bilocate with nonchalant ease, that its diminished self may heavenward climb, after exiting trance; ego spawned disease. Thus, first one becomes two, then two becomes one, reuniting with source, when we come undone. Ottava Rima |
The simple truth
the character in the dream wishes to awake
imagining that its soul growth is at stake whilst the dreamer in trance is deluded how then may truth be concluded unless the object ceases to respond thereby breaking off fear and desire bond this is the way oh hermit, just stop thinking the truth of existence hides between eyes blinking |
Who am I
”The truth is in here, not out there ~
We’re luminous soul, self-aware” Our heart recalls, we’re living light but lower mind leads us astray. God’s grace alone, bestows clear sight. Blue skies turn grey and so we pray, hoping against hope to be blessed but lower mind leads us astray. It’s time oh hermit, we undressed, resting cravings of our ego, hoping against hope to be blessed. Choosing then, to make thought flow slow, we plunge into the vibrant void, resting cravings of our ego. No longer by erst fears decoyed, as truth of soul we realise, we plunge into the vibrant void. Ceasing to weigh, measure or size, our heart recalls, we’re living light. As truth of soul we realise, God’s grace alone, bestows clear sight. Terzanelle |
Have the cake and eat it too
The flame of awareness is held by God,
which flickers in mind-body that we learn that we should not be by illusions awed, in staid silence, imbibing love’s bliss burn. The question is, how may we bilocate, to be present both in heaven and earth, which requires that our heart carries no weight, through highs and lows of life, bubbling with mirth? Transmutation of form as living light would let us have the cake and eat it too, wherein having garnered spherical sight, breath by breath we feel pulse of bliss renew. To become as such, ego must recede ~ In childlike trust, allowing love to lead Sonnet |
A revelation
the fabric of space yields
shimmering, lifting the veil that what stands behind it is perceived as living light being the light of our Self |
Commiserations
we’re called upon to console a friend whose spouse has passed and so we faithfully play out our life role as we have been by the universe so tasked the stark truth is that we have all been lied to for all that here appears and disappears is but a mist like the morning dew needless are tears and fears |
Walk the talk
The path is simple, walk on it
Erasing desires, bit by bit Embrace and release, flow with ease God’s grace takes us to the summit Demons of mind, we need not please Simply flow like the morning breeze Love alone’s real, wisely choose Let now cravings of ego cease Succumb not to lower mind’s ruse Life’s a dream, we can never lose Find out the truth of who we are Feel how bliss mists, our form suffuse All’s within, not somewhere afar Our soul’s light is like the North Star To know the truth, simply be still There’s no need to struggle and spar Surrender fully to God’s will For pure hearts, voids within soon fill We are enabled by God’s grace Thus easy is ascent uphill Rubaitay |
Walk the talk
The path is simple, walk on it
Erasing desires, bit by bit Embrace and release, flow with ease God’s grace takes us to the summit Demons of mind, we need not please Simply flow like the morning breeze Love alone’s real, wisely choose Let now cravings of ego cease Succumb not to lower mind’s ruse Life’s a dream, we can never lose Find out the truth of who we are Feel how bliss mists, our form suffuse All’s within, not somewhere afar Our soul’s light is like the North Star To know the truth, simply be still There’s no need to struggle and spar Surrender fully to God’s will For pure hearts, voids within soon fill We are enabled by God’s grace Thus easy is ascent uphill Rubaiyat |
Whispers from the void
silence intimate
beckons us ego prefers noise heart calls to head to align with love and regain poise |
The simple truth
We all are one, simply know this
Let’s see ourselves for who we are In God’s image, love, light and bliss No need then to struggle and spar Voids within fill, if we be still Let’s see ourselves for who we are On choosing to relinquish will Bliss magnetism pervades our form Voids within fill, if we be still Suffused with divine currents warm With Holy Spirit, we connect Bliss magnetism pervades our form We’re both the object and subject The truth is, we’re He, who we seek With Holy Spirit, we connect Simple is wisdom, yet quite deep We all are one, simply know this The truth is, we’re He, who we seek In God’s image, love, light and bliss Terzanelle |
Intermediate truths
Intermediate truths will do for now,
because we dwell as yet in lower mind and soul whispers know not how to follow; conditioned beliefs grip us in their bind and so for the moment, soul must lay low, since light of Self is known not to the blind. Lead us on pastor, for now, words will do, although deep in our heart, they don’t ring true. Ottava Rima |
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