What was said vs understood?

[Unseeking Seeker]

Soul’s luminescence,
heart’s vibrant silence,
humming with power,
God does empower.

Although there’s no spoon,
we behold the moon ~
illusions mere jest,
known when thoughts we rest.

God separation,
an aberration
restored in stillness,
when one with oneness.

There’s yet a purpose
of earth life circus,
as a divine pulse,
everywhere at once.

All that’s here is us,
aboard God’s love bus,
navigating dreams,
heart by thought so streams.

Delight’s in surprise,
to first sink, then rise,
feeling in wonder,
clap of bliss thunder.

Let’s play this game well,
casting off thought’s spell,
with God hand in glove,
becoming pure love.

Jueju

[Unseeking Seeker]

Heart contractions, a wake up call
Moments when we fail to stand tall
It almost seems we’re in a dream
Blockaded by a mere thought wall

Fears and desires, that inwards stream
Hollow, shallow, ego spawned scheme
Void-centric joyous soul’s immune
To imagined fears, that so beam

When with pulse of love we’re in tune
To throbs of bliss our heart does swoon
Outcomes any, we are tranquil
Radiant thus like yonder moon

Healed by God’s light, voids within fill
Feel soma nectar overspill
Mind-body’s but an instrument
In surrender to divine will

Whenever we be discontent
Insentient to bliss current
Know that ego’s up to it’s tricks
Blocking soul’s light effervescent

Rubaiyat

[Unseeking Seeker]

There is this subtle, lingering feeling
of lack, wherein our heart feels incomplete,
with consciousness contraction persisting,
far cry from our vibrancy bliss replete,
as we observe our joyfulness deplete,
until we choose to reject ownership
of ego spawned thoughts of oneupmanship,
shifting attention into staid silence,
head and heart aligned, with pulse of oneness,
reclaiming thus our childlike innocence.

Dizain

[Unseeking Seeker]

When we so chose, to manifest on earth,
Stirrings of love divine, brought forth a pulse;
Our innate aliveness, bubbling with mirth,
Humming resonation with God’s impulse,
Feeling by touch, each offered sensation,
In playful, blissful, childlike innocence.
Heart outpoured joy in spontaneous verse,
Soul aligned as one with all creation,
Dwelt in glory of God’s magnificence ~
Exuberance had no need to rehearse.

Our body had it’s need, fuelled by greed;
Gripped by desire, our mind was in a fog.
Stirrings of ego, soon started to breed,
Boon now bane, tail began wagging the dog.
Baton of awareness shifted to mind.
Insentient to love, our heart grew cold,
Enslaved by lust, we had nowhere to hide,
Bound head to foot in ego’s ruthless bind.
Love became a trade, soul to devil sold,
Our heart contacted, though God dwelt inside.

Back to the start, the time our soul was free;
By God’s grace, we melded head with our heart,
Throb of love as conscience, our referee,
Soul’s radiance restored as work of art.
Love in love with love offers no excuse,
Beauteous, all embracing, lyrical.
Bubbling effervescence is it’s delight;
Presence then succumbs not to ego’s ruse,
An epitome of God’s miracle,
Love drenched soul again glows as living light.

Ode

[Unseeking Seeker]

Give the devil his due,
for he does not give up.
Each ego ploy is new,
serpentine in approach,
clinging to heart like glue.

Give the devil his due,
to hypnotise our mind.
We see not any clue,
bemused by illusions,
as myriad fears brew.

Give the devil his due,
to spin a fairy tale,
beating us black and blue;
we continue to wail,
lined up at the church pew.

Give the devil his due,
to make us feel confined.
We’re a lion, yet mew,
frightened by mere shadows,
blurring our divine view.

Monchielle

[Unseeking Seeker]

Open the floodgates dear,
of body, mind and soul,
that heart be love aligned,
to feel blissful and whole,
erasing each dark fear.

Open the floodgates dear,
by childlike surrender,
that The Holy Spirit
love and light does render,
as tidings of good cheer.

Open the floodgates dear,
arms open in embrace,
oozing with compassion,
inviting divine grace,
to make our life course clear.

Open the floodgates dear,
abiding in stillness,
melding with the vast void,
entwined with That oneness,
till we see God appear.

Verse

[Unseeking Seeker]

Given that we’re soul eternal,
Ensouling form for a sojourn,
Bemused by objects external,
In dungeons of ego we burn.

Ensouling form for a sojourn,
Soul’s light is veiled by dark desire;
In dungeons of ego we burn,
Remaining thus, until we tire.

Soul’s light is veiled by dark desire.
We flounder about in despair,
Remaining thus, until we tire,
With love divine, choosing to pair.

We flounder about in despair,
Knowing not our true origin,
With love divine, choosing to pair;
Heart yet beats with bliss pulse virgin.

Knowing not our true origin,
Bemused by objects external,
Heart yet beats with bliss pulse virgin,
Given that we’re soul eternal.

Pantoum

[Unseeking Seeker]

To walk the talk over burning hot coal
Tests the mettle of God-bestowed free will
Debate ensues between ego and soul
By hammer and tongs, shaped on the anvil

Hesitation signals we’re not ready
Looking at how to better our morrow
Unable yet to hold love’s flame steady
Self-serving instinct cause of our sorrow

In the playground of life, as we do dance
We begin to look beyond outer form
Every breath we take, offers us a chance
To choose love over strife, in each life storm

It’s high time hermit, that we stand erect
Heeding voice of conscience, our life’s perfect

Sonnet

[Unseeking Seeker]

The burden of our past,
now haunts us no longer
for we’ve lowered the mast,
having become stronger,
knowing storms will not last.

The burden of our past,
appears to us in dreams ~
tranquil heart’s not aghast,
as memory so streams,
since the die of love’s cast.

The burden of our past,
has now been left behind ~
our eyes are not downcast,
soul’s free from ego’s bind;
to truth heart holds on fast.

The burden of our past,
replays our life thus far
played out in the void vast.
God’s grace has healed each scar;
His grace is our repast.

Monchielle

[Unseeking Seeker]

Mirror of life reveals
we’re more than mind-body,
labelled as somebody
but love and light that feels,
not egoic thoughts shoddy.

Mirror of life reveals
heart’s desire to expand
into a joyous land.
When soul before God kneels,
our wish is His command.

Mirror of life reveals
that we’re not the knower;
God is the bestower.
By grace, our heart soon heals,
on making thoughts slower.

Mirror of life reveals,
when head and heart agree,
our blissful soul is free,
drenched in God’s ideals,
embarked on earth life spree.

Monchielle