I only have two eyes
Do you keep one in your crown I have a sense I know what it is This other eye I keep it In my heart I don't have a crown They are reserved for royalty. |
@ Nowayout … True, heart is the center Where all our desires are born Misaligned from source, then canter Until we are exhausted, ego urges shorn The ego is simply a seed yet to blossom We see it as our face or head ovoid When it sprouts, back to bosom In heart by love buoyed In heart, our eye single Signals the third eye chakra Enlivened by the bliss current tingle As God’s grace in-pours from the Sahasrara |
Love suffused joy
Love suffused joy, playful intent Each moment bliss replete Flowing through life, always content Head bowed low, at Gods feet Vibrant heart, free from stain Measures not, loss or gain Desires erst, to rest lain Devoid of ploy Love suffused joy |
Flickering flame
Flickering flame, steadied by love Transmuting consciousness Baptised in the stream from above Unbroken awareness Bliss transfixed attention Is our meditation Heart’s orientation Ego urge tame Flickering flame |
Heart mellow
Heart mellow, glows in stillness slow As this dream life unfurls God alone is, this truth we know In arms of bliss, soul curls Heart’s toroidal thunder Endearing touch tender Leaving none asunder Gentle flow Heart mellow |
That that never was
That that never was, our pain cause From God, separation Understanding not, divine laws Result’s agitation Our false identity Delusionality Joy’s the fatality Stuporous fears pause That that never was |
God alone Is
God alone Is, nothing else is A singularity Let’s begin with the here now this Seeing with clarity God’s life breath flows in all Hark, oh hermit, His call Heart’s innocence recall Feel the bliss fizz God alone Is |
We are free
We are free and yet in bondage A divine paradox God alone is, an old adage Open Pandora’s box With no load on our chest Set fearful thoughts to rest Peaked rapture, bliss throb crest Be carefree We are free |
I can't rest in bliss when my brother is suffering... if you can, go your selfish way.
I am the world, one day peace may come. Lord have mercy on us all, you too. Sorry but your word angers me, seems selfish to me, be carefree. Bliss, peace, and whatever may come. |
@ Nowayout … hmmm methinks you should understand what bliss is then, for unless imbibed and assimilated, it may be mistaken as mere exuberance.
Your brother suffers … you yet breathe, your heart beats, you eat, you sleep, you think, you remain alive. Is it selfish or are these attributes innate to your being? As with all of this, so with bliss. It is a magnetic current divine which pervades our form, irrespective of external circumstance. So how do we get to bliss? Well, you can call this by any name, HolySpirit, God-energy, kundalini, Grace … ultimately, what it is, is a fusion of male and female polarities (within us) from the tantric perspective. Tantra. Is it a dirty word? What is Tantra? Literally it means weaving … weaving the thread of truth. Practically, it deals with harnessing of the all pervading life force. There are as many doors as there are pores. We may choose any path, all are pathless. Bhakti or prayer, meditation, serving others … all require surrender of identity based (ego) doership, becoming empty of beliefs, desires and fears, of thought patterns, until we are simply poised in the void in unexpectant astonishment and wonderment. Like a child. Then, at the optimal time, the energy is imbibed and assimilated enigmatically, blossoming at our heart centre, whereupon our central vein (Sushumna) is ignited. Bliss in permanence. Like our breath. It then, just is. Too esoteric? Truth is sometimes stranger than fiction, my dear. Are you ready to simply remain still, for as long as it takes, settling for nothing less than to see God here, now, within? Blessing be to you too, Nowayout. May the benign bliss burn graze you too. |
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