The Shore

[Unseeking Seeker]

Hello girl
Life beckons
Love & light unfurl
Become a beacon

[Nowayout]

Hmmm.

That was emotional?

[Realm Ki]

Hands,
Carefully weaving,
Threading color to life
In the frame.
Hands shaped by life
To precious
Works of art,
From the hairs they've
Brushed,
From the tears they've
Dried,
From the baby feet they've
Held.

Hands emblazoned
With love at every crest,
What looks like shadow is light
Lifted higher.

Hands wrapping,
Gently,
The finishing touches
To the master piece,
Putting the needle to rest
With they eye of the beholder.

[Realm Ki]

There on the platform,
A bouncing board,
For all the restless people.
Jump on jump off.

We need a base of departure,
More than our destination,
A bouncing board might
Give
Us
That
While we know
We are going nowhere.

[Realm Ki]

There was a voice
In there
That spoke to me
I thought I heard it right

And now I sit here
Listening.

[Nowayout]

That voice is like a whisper
Like the wind
It comes to you
Where you are.

[Realm Ki]

A gift
Of love
That doesn't fit

So ohso precious,
his heart, his shape in life.

But however turned
It cannot fit.
An angel's too wide
Or the rock is too long

Looking at the coffer
I'm failing to fit it in...
Is it even up to me to exchange it?

And while the gift sits
homeless and out
of context,
I'm hoping an oversized heart of hidden gold
And a dusty old coffer with too many locks
Might sit
Just fine
Side by side.

[Unseeking Seeker]

Hello Realm Ki! Delighted you have resurfaced, or shall we say risen like the Phoenix! Here is a welcome poem for you!

Phoenix Rising

Metaphorically speaking, we all lost our virginity at birth
Born free, infused with ego poison, stifling innate mirth
Reality of pristine dreams replaced by myriad illusions
Conscience deadened, conditioned to trust delusion
We became akin to a dead man walking in stupor
Past regrets, fears of morrow, no childlike caper
Fierce winds of duality reinforcing false belief
Chasing desires fleeting offering no relief
Being thus transfixed in deep hypnosis
Became victim of our own prognosis
Habit patterns our mental prison
With head-heart disconnection
Feral animal in human form
Our soul began to deform
Limited by mind body
Labelled somebody
Shortened stride
Our false pride

Having fallen
We now awaken
Upon so choosing
By mind discerning
That the joy we seek
A fleeting sneak peek
Pleasure yields to pain
Self-serving desires slain
Body over time withers away
Brain cells too, dementia slays
This contemplation ushers silence
Wherein rekindles love of innocence
Aflame within heart, veiled from sight
Thought rested awareness feels delight
As nodes within, throb with bliss magnetism
Each cell of our form an electrified joy sensorium
Essence of our presence thus beholding in surprise
The dance of magic divine enabling the Phoenix to rise

[Nowayout]

God welcomes
People of all persuasions

But there is only one heart
One way home...

I know

I see.


Egos dance like the sun
around the suffering...

Osho way was not the way

Home.

[Realm Ki]

Thank you so much brothers! (siblings?)

I lost my poetry for a while. No. Not at all, I just poured it in other directions, inwards, sideways, stage ways....

I miss this room though. I know "me" here. So happy to see you're both here.