Seasons come and season go
With regularity there's ebb and flow
In tropical climes it's most about how much sunlight passes by
Summers steamy with lots of rain, so called winter time is dry
For six months now we've acclimatised, each morning, temps of twenty three degrees
It's late autumn, morning temp suddenly, seventeen, don a jumper feels like were gonna freeze
So called winter, a few real cold mornings temp is down to five, we're in a fix
We groan a bit, but soon it's warm, temp's now raised to twenty six
Raised in heavy frost wind and sometimes snow
So sensitive now to cold I wont return temp's too often way too low
softening attention
with bliss as the flame
silence our soul’s meditation
merging with God the aim
as we slowly vaporise
our aura begins to glow
to magnetism we acclimatise
in gentle mindfulness slow
encased in space-time
we as a goblet of God’s light
shine betwixt bliss beat’s chime
poised in peace day and night
it took quite a while
for us to acclimatise
to throb of magnetism
incessantly cascading within
we are now acceptant
and heart is receptive
to the perennial pulse
of God’s wondrous heartbeat
ego having been burnt
in the fire of divine bliss
our hollowed out form
Is a receptacle for soma nectar
there is no one here
save soul presence
witnessing in delight
beauty of the dance underway
Journey gross to subtle
Getting to emptiness
Divine love the mantle
In rapturous blissfulness
It is merely an unveiling
Layers of illusion affinity
Allowing bliss enlivening
To heighten it’s intensity
Mind-body apparatus
Does slowly acclimatise
As explosion continuous
Delighting us in surprise
Journey of blossoming
A joyous delight to behold
In aloneness scintillating
We watch mysteries unfold
Within
03-August-2020
Those Who Terrorise
Never Ever Acclimatise
Somewhere decorum, somewhere pandemonium
Somewhere parsimony, somewhere bleeding heart
Somewhere love, somewhere hatred
Somewhere revenge, somewhere forgiveness
Somewhere bondage, somewhere liberty
Somewhere eccentricity, somewhere selflessness
Somewhere egoism, somewhere humility
Somewhere complexities, somewhere simplicity
Which ones to permit the soul?
To acclimatise and dominate
Life keeps changing every spur
Discrepancies are inevitable
To be water or a rock?
Will it attain a pool of boundless solitude?
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