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Avadhuta Gita Chapter 1, verse 58

“There is no need of knowledge, reasoning, time, space, instruction from a teacher, or attainment of Samahdi.
I am naturally the perfect Consciousness, the Real, like the sky, Spontaneous and steady.”


we are as we are complete
with whom then should we compete
life flows on all by itself
what can we add to the Self

doubts that arise are of mind
but we’re soul loving and kind
resting instrument of thought
we become here now self-taught

we’ve vaporised fears have flown
samadhi too is now known
wisdom downloads have been graced
and wayward ego defaced

all we do is dwell in heart 
feeling there ignition start
we are as we are complete
from head to toe bliss replete

what was veiled is now revealed
and traumas felt in dreams healed 
breath by breath we bilocate
between earth and heaven’s gate

ego’s dead we’ve reclaimed light
breath by breath heightens delight
having plugged energy leak
we’re he we set out to seek

Jack 58

Surviving with little money
Life really isn’t funny
Raining even when it’s sunny

Don’t wanna run this rat race
No chance of keeping up pace
Falling on my flat face

But this is my turf
Like nowhere on earth
This is MY place
To defend with my life, so I don’t lose face

The smell of death is stale
Living like the alpha male
Every day is up for sale

Dreading when the phone rings
Know I gotta change things
This is what my brain sings

Seeing other people’s tears
When surrounded by their fears
This is what man hears

Sadness from the knife
Affecting someone’s wife
Causing family strife

Yet another day is done
Lost a daughter or a son
Another victim of the gun

My dream escape was through song
Every day I hope I’m wrong
But I fear my day has gone

Even being told your dope
Doesn’t always help you cope
But I aint giving up the hope

Bad influences to remove
To get back in the groove
Transition is rarely smooth

Find something inside to inspire
To lift the spirit higher
To give and keep the desire

Different life it needs to be
Can I make it, we will see
Change can only come from me

Voyager Jh 58

Dissolve 
Immersion
Fusion

No Title, Yet - 58

I met you once, and I was a bit intrigued.
I met you twice, and I was a bit fatigued.
The third time’s a charm is what they always say
And we live that to its fullest every day.

After just a few dates, we knew it was right
So, we up and got married, to our friends’ delight.
From the very start, we knew that it would last.
We’ve spent a lifetime creating our own past.

It’s been fifty years and we’re still going strong.
Every day together, we’ve gotten along.
Who knew that, in reality, all it took
Was a little bit of love and someone to cook.

Haiku's Temple 58

If it is hot summer:-,
the earth balances,
if it is still winter,
the earth relays.

Vbt Practice 58 of 112

Riding a horse or driving along a bumpy road
We follow swaying body rhythm getting to the centre
We cognise intuitively without letting lower mind goad
At the centre of our movement is where Shiva enters

Within

23-September-2020

Sonnet 58 'The Stings That Disappointment Brings Are Deep'

The stings, that disappointment brings, are deep,
When one’s believed in Love, and seen Love fail.
So often, on-track lives go off the rail,
And so, the Soul returns to caverns, deep,
And there, She waits, and gives up near all hope,
And huddles ‘between the rock, and the hard place’
And disbelieves in love, and faith and grace.
And rolls like round rocks, down a grassy slope
So gingerly, she weaves a net of rope
But lets the fish swim out!  She cannot bear
To handle gentle things ungently.  Where
Is gone the happy, faithful child of hope,
Who played with butterflies, and kites on strings?
O!  Such an one is meant for joyful things!

At 58

I am 58
I was forced to three wives
That always feed on hate.
My offspring are millions of lives
Only united in sharing my cakes.

I am 58
I can't feed my children at my age
No, their elected elders won't let me to
Despite the plenty, they are left with little.

I am 58
Once a pride now a disgrace
Greed of few turn my honour to shame
Oh, my offsprings are disowning me everyday
From their quest for greener pastures, they return to me in chains.

I am 58
Every first of October they gather to celebrate me
Then abandon my dirts to beautify my competitors'
At my age, I am still a dumping ground; a land of generators.

Fires of Imagination 58

motion in music

Happening 58 Ear Candy

lazy
      lazy
day
      a still
life
   indeed:
waiting
           here
as
    seconds
become
       minutes
and
     then....
        an hour
passes
    me by
for ever

inspired by music clip ,tone poem of Seurat's Sunday at Grande Chatte

Happening 58 Ear Candy

sitting
       here
wondering...
my mind
        wanders...
here..
....and...
      ....there,
high..
     and..
        low:
recalling
what was
and
     times
       evaporated..
yet...
      still
        ethereal
      in memory

inspired by theme from Mozart piano concerto 20 andante

Haiku: Traditional 58

well worth waiting for
cicadas do splits on screen
morning buzz for child

Brian Johnston
June 16, 2016

Poet's notes: 
When I was a child my sister and I used to catch cicadas and put them on the inside
window screens of our house and then watch them molt their skins. We did not have
TV at that time. The wings would unfold and dry and in the morning we would catch
each adult cicada in our hand where it would buzz helplessly just before we released
it to the sky. This is one of my favorite memories of my childhood. For another poem
on a related subject, check out 'PH: Oklahoma: Killing Cicada Killers...

Haiku 58

snow
on the front lawn
small footprints

Isaiah 58 Versification

Lift up your voice and shout it out,
Declare my people’s sin.
Tell Israel her doom is near;
Soon judgment shall begin.

You think that I will see your works,
I see the heart instead.
In arrogant self-righteousness
Its offerings are dead.

But this is what I choose for you:
To comfort those distressed,
To loose the bonds of wickedness,
And free all those oppressed.

Give them your hands; give me your heart,
Sincere in all you do.
Then you shall take delight in me
And I delight in you.

Villanelle: the Dilemma of the Non-Violent - 58

Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 58

No way must such protective force serve politics
Nor ally dictator army criminal police
None might weigh on Nature to impose its ethics

No exceptions tolerate no geopolitics
No super power excuse to fiddle with peace
No way must such protective force serve politics

No edifice stands aloft loose in building bricks
No Zapata fights for latifundio prize fees
None might weigh on Nature to impose its ethics

Dare not wanton call Nature’s course fiddlesticks
Even if life you lay down for cause in sacrifice
No way must such protective force serve politics

Can one forfeit life placate people’s economics
Mahatma Gandhi saw life’s work torn piece by piece
None might weigh on Nature to impose its ethics

Only the chieftain who bears with peoples’ conflicts
Can lead them along the road to Nature’s hospice
No way must such protective force serve politics
None might weigh on Nature to impose its ethics

© T. Wignesan – Paris,  2015

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