Stillness

[Unseeking Seeker]

Where lies our centre, if focus be space,
likewise desire, if we dwell in the pause,
feeble form bliss energised by God’s grace,
spontaneous heart acting without cause?

Minutes turn into hours, days into years,
yet we remain vibrant dwelling in bliss
and with ego erased, gone are our fears,
as boon bestowed by Divine Mother’s kiss.

We live internally love energised,
thus objects manifest do not attract
and since God’s love and light is realised,
with pulsations of love we’ve forged a pact.

Be this as it may, life yet carries on,
consumed by the flame, with each breath reborn.

Sonnet

[Unseeking Seeker]

When we abide in restful quietude,
divine energy gridlines come alive,
held still with vibrancy and fortitude,
causing nectar to drip from soul’s bliss hive.

There is no mystery in words we speak,
being simply devout intent of heart,
wishing to be still to get a sneak peek
at sparks that cause bliss ignition to start.

Though the seeker who seeks does not exist,
heart’s desire emoted needs a response
which it receives, manifest as a mist,
throb of bliss magnetism, held in love’s sconce.

The aspect of us entwined with the whole,
is imbibed in heart as whispers of soul.

Sonnet

[Unseeking Seeker]

Ebb and flow of tides in fabric of space,
first appear as light flickers from beyond
but in time the blink rate slows down its pace,
as presence forges with the void a bond.

Spherical sight enables cognition
of light of Self shimmering in the sky
and embodying it is our mission,
in time dissolved silence, before we die.

We see entire space, with God’s light aflame,
yet strangely our stillness is undisturbed,
as this truth is revealed, that has no name,
recognised no sooner thought flow is curbed.

A deep peace fills us, on this sight beheld ~
We speak as witnessed, with nothing withheld

Sonnet

[Unseeking Seeker]

resting endowed functionality
as bestowed by the universe
a stirring yet arises in the heart
to emote a melodious verse

humming pulse of innate aliveness
cajoles us to dance on life’s stage
we pause awhile in the bardo
where fires of lust and desire rage

pristine presence looks at the ego
amazed at how big it has grown
it’s misaligned with the call of soul
so the times’ now to park the drone

free from the fetters of lower mind
soul’s auric field begins to increase
renewing its vibrance within itself
ushering a glow of ineffable peace

the Ferris wheel of mind yet rotates
owing to past momentum in motion
standing on firm ground we look on
nonchalant to the ongoing commotion

at the pause of polarity interchange
the hum of bliss is heard in the void
slowing down therein without cause
we reclaim the light of Self unalloyed