Stillness

[Unseeking Seeker]

sublime seeds planted years ago
within our form, choose to grow
sprouting forth from the source
without of course, use of force

as a flashback in time undated
perhaps four years ago, as fated
a flicker in space, bestowed grace
enlivening palms and feet in embrace

radiant magnetic heat keeps soul upbeat
pulse of passion when polarities meet
then this morn, awaking from sleep
we felt soma nectar inward creep

palm to elbow and feet to knee
baptised in bliss mists that we be
inked with love hues that so renew
sprinkling stardust like morning dew

in parallel with this enigmatic benediction
affirmed for posterity as fact not fiction
the energy grid that loops feeble form
shape shifts with soul eye the storm

we burn the book, having mistook
how innate divinity in truth does look
as God takes our hand, we understand
our awakening is magical, strand by strand

[Unseeking Seeker]

Beginning with ‘I am’, then pause the cause,
that links our awareness with an object
and poised in the void thus, we rise because
all that that then remains, is the subject,
at peace, in singularity perfect.
In this vibrant stillness ethereal,
our softened attention begins to feel,
truth of our being, as God’s living light,
spirit infusing in us zest and zeal,
bestowing upon us, gift of clear sight.

Dizain

[Unseeking Seeker]

A sudden flicker of space
Saw inpouring of grace
Activating both wrists

There is no mistake
Since we were awake
Endless are divine trysts

We catalogue this event
Of boons heaven sent
For record keeping

Mindful eye cognises
How magnetism rises
Within our form leaping

[Unseeking Seeker]

As witness consciousness, we hush heart’s blush
Thoughts rested, attention animated
In time stretched calm, placid, peaceful and plush
From mundane existence, insulated
With cravings of lower mind vacated
Treading gently, renouncing pathways stern
We feel presence by love impregnated
Engulfed in bliss mists, we willingly burn

Humming a melody, as does the thrush
We play out our ordained role, as fated
Every heartbeat heightens, with love our crush
Each emote now as by truth dictated
Demons of our past, thus decimated
Benign love friction causes nodes to churn
How long for this moment, soul has waited
Engulfed in bliss mists, we willingly burn

Polarities dance, the mingle and brush
Nodes within are, by spirit rotated
Feeling a sublime elixir onrush
No wonder heart is always elated
Surging joy that cannot be translated
Magnetism cascades in mind-body urn
Each breath prayerfully celebrated
Engulfed in bliss mists, we willingly burn

Gently thus, by grace initiated
Twice born, we live on, truth of Self discern
Transformed by light, soul’s illuminated
Engulfed in bliss mists, we willingly burn

Ballade

[Unseeking Seeker]

In, within and all around
Exists omnipresent space
We shift our focus therein
To imbibe God’s boundless grace

From space then, looking inward
We behold our feeble form
Divine magnetism cascades
Manifesting a bliss storm

So easy is, God search path
Thus choosing to bilcocate
Transcendent and immanent
Presence stands at heaven’s gate

[Unseeking Seeker]

Whilst shrouded in dark dungeons of deep despair,
in monk mode, soul choosing therein to be still,
plunges deeper into the void, as a dare,
feeling, not thinking, surrendering its will,
astonished to see light flicker through the air,
even as bliss magnetism begins to trill.
As wafting scents sublime suffuse feeble form,
pristine presence is swept away in love’s storm.

Slow seduction, concealing and revealing,
joy of union and pang of separation,
a joy ride through time, delight so appealing,
game divine of polarity rotation,
reviving resplendent rapture freewheeling,
is what but God with us in conversation?
Breathe in, oh hermit, each life breath in surprise,
in childlike wonderment, beholding bliss rise.

Ottava Rima

[Unseeking Seeker]

Mid air in flight on eighth of November,
fontanel cracked open and bliss poured in,
a happenstance we’ll always remember,
as magnetism began surging within.

Over front and back, form split into two,
metaphorically speaking of course
and as rapture continued to renew,
we looked on as the plane chartered its course.

Although we’ve experienced this bliss before,
this time around, penetration was deep
and there’s no doubt, heart does seek an encore,
that soul may take a vibrational leap.

For posterity we have penned this verse,
that touch divine has no need to rehearse.

Sonnet

[Unseeking Seeker]

Chakra or wheel, rotates with God’s power
and thus was energised a hidden node,
between medulla and bindu, shower
of grace inaugurated its abode.

We validate truth for others who seek,
for it’s a lonely path we walk upon,
in elixir supreme, dipping our beak,
with each life breath, ushering a new dawn.

The happenstance struck, in our waking state,
so in our narration, there’s no error,
more so since the bliss spin did not abate,
God’s love and light being the torch bearer.

In truth each pore of form is living light ~
God Himself steers our path, so it’s alright

Sonnet

[Unseeking Seeker]

a surprise is sprung
of the nasty sort
but the beauty is
our heart does not contort

something has changed
a definitive shift
aided by bliss mists
we see consciousness lift

there’s nothing we did
save relinquishing identity
all that is, is grace
to grant heart serenity

[Unseeking Seeker]

Star of Bethlehem shines on our forehead
It’s pulsations are unmistakable
Heart being by sublime magnetism led
Our steely resolve is unshakeable

Akin to the blossoming of a rose
Or the play of light we see at sunrise
God weaves His magic, while we’re in repose
And we view each hue in childlike surprise

The divine energy grid goes alive
Epicentre of bliss is everywhere
To the music of spheres, nodes within jive
Our formless awareness is self-aware

Soul’s role is to choose to burn in this flame ~
Becoming living light, in life’s end game

Sonnet