Television time
Flicking channels on the television,
how may we enliven moment of shift? Diving into subconscious mind's scission, feeling of lack causes us to so sift through illusions trying to envision flavour of the moment, that will uplift joy in our heart, that it may feel fulfilled, albeit momentarily, as willed. Ottava Rima |
The only star for me
The Star of David shines within,
seen by pure hearts, who're free from sin. Feel it's glow at the heart centre, orbiting which, love throbs enter. Symbolised as two triangles, love’s elixir, fear untangles. This is our spiritual heart, where we feel bliss ignition start. To know who we are, touch this space, wherefrom in-pours God's boundless grace. Feel polarities herein merge, bringing forth within, a bliss surge. Go in oh hermit, go in now. God's touch heals us, if we allow. Break down now, ego’s narrow walls. The light of Christ consciousness calls. Lay |
Be to become
We each walk alone
till fears are begone, whence becoming still, voids within then fill. There’s nothing outside, love and light’s inside, forever aglow, in staid heart mellow. Resting lower mind, we escape fear’s bind and then bliss suffused, desires are defused. Soul transcendental is nonjudgmental, shining in God’s light, by day and by night. Divine entwined soul playing its life role, thus becomes the flame, that’s assigned no name. Jueju |
Softened attention
Sitting quietly, breathing in and out
Centred presence feels blissful and complete Bliss strobes within let out a silent shout Our vaporised self’s awash at God's feet Time ticks away but we are oblivious Grazed by bliss mists, we feel its benign burn Ignition within is continuous This play is enacted in body urn When life beckons us, we go out to play The game is simply embrace and release To the cadence divine we gently sway Flowing gently as does the morning breeze There being no one here to weigh and size ~ Each breath we take, is imbibed in surprise Sonnet |
Effervescence
A surreal, blissful calm engulfs form
Of deep peace emanating from within Magnetism sublime, neither cool nor warm Benign burn playing gently on our skin Bliss mists both transcendent and immanent Enliven by transmutation heart’s core Ignition renewal thus permanent Celebrates is-ness like never before No labels may assign how love does pine Rapturous in the time continuum Throb of aliveness sublime and divine Now bereft of ego residuum This life is then a game, with one sole aim Being all about becoming the flame Sonnet |
Lonely
“Love is the one size that fits all ~
Feel it within, as a bliss squall” Stooped stance, plunged into deep despair Searching for souls with whom to pair Our heart contracts, we feel not whole Angst and anguish too deep to bear Even as dark fear forms patrol We search for joy scriptures extol Oh, to feel vibrant whilst alone Bliss in permanence, our life’s goal That we may come into our own Thoughts we nurture, we need to hone Notice head and heart stand apart Sins of past we need to atone On choosing to add love to cart Living in the now, fears depart No longer despondent and terse Each breath we take, marks a fresh start As joyous presence sings love’s verse Our muse has no need to rehearse We are as we are, bliss replete Connected with the universe Rubaiyat |
Mother
Divine Mother of whom we
speak, empowers us to see that we’re soul encased in form. It’s Her love that keeps us warm. She’s the kinetic aspect of God’s energy, love flecked, who enables us to feel in fullness, bliss beats appeal. By Mother’s grace, we see God, no sooner blossoms soul’s pod. God or Father’s living light, known when we garner clear sight. Call Mother by any name, for pure hearts it’s all the same. Hermit, etch these words in stone: She responds to love alone. Mother takes us to heaven through body chakras seven, for souls whose heart is steady, signalling that they’re ready. The whole world is Mother’s womb where soul dons body costume, propelled on a wingless flight, needing Her grace day and night. From God there is no distance, when ends ego’s resistance and to this end, Mother’s touch holds us erect, sans thought crutch. To Mother, we write this ode, for we live in Her abode, so aboard Mother’s bliss bus, we will go, where She takes us. Jueju |
Bliss and peace
Bliss beats rise within form, if we are still and opt to allow our innate magnetism to transmute our mind-body, whereupon light of truth shines forth, that transcends labels assigned by mind, beholding God’s soft white light, face to face. Our false self, being but a thought construct, bursts noiselessly, as does a bubble and our true Self, as son of God, which is made in His image, oozing eternal light is the pinnacle of all that is: existence and pure peace. Etheree |
Because I live
“I Am as I Am, vibrant, centred and complete ~
I dance to the rhythm of God’s magical bliss beat” Because I live, my heart wishes to know Who in truth am I, what keeps me aglow Trapped in the open, I am free within Dwelling in silence, I am free from sin It’s clear that in futile mind games I’m caught Body ages but innocence does not Memory reveals that life’s but a dream Looking back I smile at thoughts I did stream In staid silence, I yet remain aware Free from fears and desires, my soul’s stripped bare All that remains is love and light and bliss I exult from the rooftops, ‘I am this!’ Because I live and this truth I now know I repay daily, debts of love I owe There is no further doing to be done For my mind, body, soul and God are one |
Is-ness of being-ness
divine magnetism hums within our form
ushering ineffable bliss our soul’s enlivened by this benign storm feeling complete, nothing’s amiss joyful heart exults, ‘I Am This!’ Quintain (English) |
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