Scarlet Sunsets

Influenced by scarlet sunsets,
soul places on silence its bets,
as bliss magnetism pervades form,
vaporising fears and regrets.

Divine currents, both cool and warm,
cajoles us with love to conform,
by relinquishing lower mind,
plunging headlong in the bliss storm.

Exiting thus, ego spawned bind,
scent of bliss leads us, though we're blind,
that employing mind of our heart,
we're touched by God, loving and kind.

As we are, if we choose to start,
adding hues of rainbow to cart,
rapture unbound in heart is found,
promising never to depart.

Treading softly on holy ground,
heart at peace, as we're twirled around,
dark fate has on us no control,
since bliss beats within us resound.

Influenced by scarlet sunsets,
before death, we repay our debts,
leaving behind no residue,
love, light and wisdom, our assets.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Empress Avatar
October 2, 2023 at 8:29 AM
“Adding hues of rainbow to cart” that line stood out for me! Brilliant write. I always find this form interesting but never really tried it. You seem so good with these forms and depth of your poems are always soul hitting! Loved this
Seeker Avatar
October 2, 2023 at 8:35 AM
Thank you, IE
Buhagiar Avatar
October 2, 2023 at 1:05 AM
You outdid yourself with this perfectly rhymed poem. Would we all meditate of what the Creator gave us to love and care.
Seeker Avatar
October 2, 2023 at 1:23 AM
Thank you, Victor
Jones Avatar
October 1, 2023 at 9:26 PM
Uniquely rhymed and quite intelligent word choices. Bravo.
Seeker Avatar
October 1, 2023 at 10:25 PM
Thank you, Karen :)
Lane Avatar
October 1, 2023 at 9:12 PM
Those are the only assets we can take with us. Material things are useless and far too many people value them above all else. Bliss count at four. Set a new record? ;-)
Seeker Avatar
October 1, 2023 at 9:25 PM
Hahaha! Bliss, yes. When it becomes a permanent embodiment of being, we cannot help but applaud its unending delightful seduction
Rose  Avatar
October 1, 2023 at 9:07 PM
Treading softly on holy ground, when we do, everything becomes Sacred even a lovely scarlet sunset as you so eloquently put it :)
Seeker Avatar
October 1, 2023 at 9:11 PM
Thank you, dear Mystic Rose
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