Unseeking Seeker Poet Crown of Sonnets

A rose blooms

Bliss renews like our breath, slow and steady,
gripping us in all-time meditation,
wherein feeling both tranquil and heady,
aware of the magnetic pulsation,
we do nothing while we’re being transformed,
prayerful gratitude our attitude,
that as last bastions of darkness are stormed,
cognisant of our soul’s infinitude,
we watch patterns of old being erased,
lower mind being instrumentalised,
leaving presence wonderstruck and amazed,
truth of singularity realised.
With fullness in emptiness now the norm ~
We surrender to God’s benign bliss storm

We surrender to God’s benign bliss storm,
caused when polarities in form mingle,
where all we do is to the pulse conform,
as in stillness our eye becomes single,
with ego spawned delusion peeled away,
we entwine with the dweller of our heart,
moment by moment and day after day,
deeming all souls as one and none apart,
all this enabled without any fuss,
where even as life flows on by itself,
at peace and at ease aboard God’s bliss bus,
in time recognising the light of Self.
The reality that is, transcends time ~
The heartbeat of Self mirrors bliss beat’s chime

The heartbeat of Self mirrors bliss beat’s chime,
emanating from God Himself of course
being realm of heaven where we so climb,
effortlessly without employing force,
that thus beholding Self as living light,
we see we’re made in the image of God,
so to that extent the scriptures are right,
though to reach there our heart must be first thawed,
letting go of each conditioned belief
and completely relinquishing desire,
that in this manner, turning a new leaf,
we transform as the very cosmic fire.
Consciousness has deemed that we are ready ~
Bliss renews like our breath, slow and steady

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