Trauma
“joy or pain, neither seek nor resist
vaporise to become, a bliss mist”
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Turbid storms in realm of duality
Inevitably will bring to us pain
Fearful contractions mar serenity
Unless fickle ego, to rest is lain
Pain bemuses whilst joy hypnotises
Either way unstable is our fulcrum
Truth being life is full of surprises
Trauma we feel, ego residuum
Interim measure, hypnotic healing
Wherein one thought displaces another
With thought polarities thus rotating
Attention deflected, pain we smother
Neither suppression nor sublimation
Both propositions are inadequate
Ostrich syndrome not the solution
For how many fears can we thus placate
It is not trauma then but our response
Determining state of our consciousness
Thus, looking at identity askance
We shift into calm silence and stillness
An open heart is all that is needed
Receptive to divine love magnetism
Unbound if ego urges receded
Each node within, joyous sensorium
Awaken now oh hermit, from slumber
Enjoy this movie, with childlike wonder
06-December-2020
(syllabic rhyme)
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