Zen mode

[Unseeking Seeker]

reflections shimmering
in linear time seduce
the tremulous heart
now gentled by bliss
ever humming within
recognising the illusion
manifest by the collective
of which we too are a part

[Unseeking Seeker]

of seeds strewn in existence
blossoming at their own pace
all we do is outpour compassion
being the only real substance
that steers souls toward light
ever aflame within all hearts

[Unseeking Seeker]

love’s benign bliss burn
consumes us from inside out
yet leaving us vibrant and enriched
in an ignition renewal continual
pulsating with potent force
Divine Mother’s caress

[Unseeking Seeker]

preachers practice not
vicarious knowing
of lower mind

collision of concepts
dissolved in love
unifies truth

the void centric hermit
having imbibed bliss
is ever nonchalant

dwelling in the heart

[Unseeking Seeker]

innate aliveness
in both form and void
tango dance beauteously
rotating their polarities
with each breath

birth and death
betwixt an interlude
of love drenched trance
captivates our heart
enlivened by bliss

[Unseeking Seeker]

dust on mirror
blurs the goodness
of a radiant heart

inner cleansing
brings love in focus
through reflections

break the mirror

[Unseeking Seeker]

all doings are done
which we appear to do
although in truth we do not

as the life spectacle unfolds
in a continuum tranquil
bliss vivifies silence

[Unseeking Seeker]

innate affinity cajoles
desire and aversion
to celebrate life

head-heart discord
creates turbidity
stifling joy

sparkling spontaneity
childlike innocence
is our nature

allow love to blossom

[Unseeking Seeker]

slipping in and out
state of slumber
ever so gently
soul awakes

just notice this

[Unseeking Seeker]

our daily chant
we call prayer
is repetitive

we die a little more
slipping into stupor
on each immersion

where’s wonderment
joyous astonishment
of childlike innocence

meld with the deity
in a fusion of hearts
nothing less will suffice