Game on
near and dear ones
have expectations hoping that we align with their life goals in the world external but we live internally so cannot resonate yet we push and pull in a game of pretence although we do know nothing need be done having been impulsed in the ethereal domain being now played out in dreams felt as real it is of course absurdity which serves a purpose as love tenderly touches God's life force within all in a slow dance intimate of separation and union concealing and revealing light that is omnipresent impossible made possible by the veil of forgetting which has now worn thin but no matter we play on as an actor does on stage |
Hidden in plain sight
Energy zones Assigned meanings Take for instance Bindu Wherefrom bliss nectar flows And yet on polarity balance Attributes are replicated Across all our nodes Like a hologram All cells entwined And yet independent Pulsate in perfect rhythm And when bliss chooses to roar The heightened rapture is resisted As the instinct for survival intervenes Unable to readily accept new highs So offered resistance prevents Our transmutation as light Completion put on hold For the time being But no matter Humming bliss Renewing its purring Holds us in tight embrace In a continuum of vibrant stillness |
Vaporise
Liken earth life as but a dream
Where merging with God, is soul's prize Yet not so simple as does seem Confronted with ego spawned lies An entrapment of joy and sighs Though so short is our life's tenure Within reach yet are heaven's highs If mind be but still and heart pure Behold with delight, love's bliss stream By day each life breath's a sunrise At night too, soul rides a moonbeam As we live this life, through God's eyes Save love, no other law applies The outer world holds no allure Soma nectar flow never dries If mind be but still and heart pure Heal bleeding souls, who in pain scream Let not hope in their hearts capsize All are one; we're on the same team A deep truth we should realise As oft affirmed by sages wise Of this be sure, love is the cure That from each pitfall, let's us rise If mind be but still and heart pure Hermit, have no fear ~ vaporise Soul's eternal and will endure In timeless time, false ego dies If mind be but still and heart pure Ballade |
If this breath be our last
At life’s last breath, what’s our regret
Were we driven by mind or heart If reborn, how will we restart It is too late to place our bet Head and heart were not hand in glove Thus no blessings poured from above Far and wide spreads dark desire’s net But surely that is no excuse We succumbed to ego borne ruse Love and light’s within; go, fetch, get Conscience speaks as the voice of God We but need to give it our nod God alone is, all else forget The truth is simple; follow this We are His light, throbbing with bliss At life’s last breath, what’s our regret It is too late to place our bet Far and wide spreads dark desire’s net Love and light’s within; go, fetch, get God alone is, all else forget Constanza poetry form (invented by Connie Marcum Wong) |
twist in the tale
the universe presents before us
a live portrait of what we had desired offering it to us for our consumption but now no such craving exists so we yawn and move on sprinkling rose petals of love onto all the actors who’re on stage |
Priceless beyond measure
What oh hermit, should we hold dear
Objects of desire disappear Horizons shift, we are adrift Where lies true bliss, of which we hear We know this life's from God, a gift But how may we, vibrations lift To get to peace that does not end Escaping strife and needless rift If ear to conscience we do lend And our will to love divine bend Upon so choosing to do this We’ll feel clearly, our soul ascend This is the direct path to bliss Rapture of Divine Mother’s kiss As we be to become God’s light Recognising He alone is Getting thus to boundless delight Teleported to zenith height In joy that does not come and go Bliss beats throb within day and night Rubaiyat |
Child in slumber
Quiet as a child in slumber
Relentless as an eagle’s dive Soft whispers of skyline amber Is vibrancy of soul’s bliss hive Innocence glows in virgin hues Quiet as a child in slumber Rapture within our heart renews Pulse magnetic, soundless thunder Erst fears no longer encumber Soul presence’s now divine entwined Quiet as a child in slumber Playing earth role in as assigned Bondage to desire, long since shorn Our abode’s in heart’s love chamber Ego’s dead; we’re here now reborn Quiet as a child in slumber Quatern |
Shhh - it is a secret
Waking up in the wee hours of morning,
pristine thought rested presence opens eyes, when suddenly without any warning, wave of bliss fills form; tremulous heart sighs. Acceptant soul being in surrender, gently flows wherever bliss beats so choose, imbibing with joy, this divine wonder, which ingrained deep within, becomes its muse. Such are divine secrets for us alone and there is no book which guides the process but suffice to say, those with pure hearts hone the secret technique for rapture ingress. There is no doing in this becoming, for it is simply dear, our home coming. Sonnet |
God’s love and light
God’s love and light headed our way,
is attracted to innocence, radiating as love’s incense, that causes heart to gently sway by day and by night everyday, as bursts forth soul’s luminescence ~ God’s love and light! Oh hermit, gentle way we pray in rhythm with love’s soothing cadence, that bliss nectar effervescence, transforms this feeble form of clay ~ God’s love and light! Rondine |
Love in love with love
innocence
yearns to touch a friend’s hand bubbling hearts amorous flow like mists love exudes blissful scents souls glisten Tricube |
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