Without a doubt, thought is food for the ego,
which dwells in duality as does our mind,
so poised in staid silence, gently letting go,
leaving all our conditioned beliefs behind,
sliding into the heart, pure like morning snow,
doing nothing we become divine aligned.
Oh hermit, freeze the frame of time and be still,
whence blessings in-pour and voids within us fill.
Although our universe seems
To be mostly wide open space,
Is it actually an entity
With a personality and face?
All golden,
All glowing,
All seeing,
All knowing.
Looking deeper than boundaries of skin,
we recognise God’s light in every form,
as light eternal, deep in heart within,
as the vital force which keeps bodies warm,
field of love and light, with which we conform.
God then is the source, that lights every light
and this knowing bestows spherical sight,
that thus both immanent and transcendent,
suffused with rapture of bliss beat’s delight,
we see in each form, God luminescent.
A phoenix that is all-knowing
By Michelle Morris
10/12/2024
You play your wicked games
And you think you have the upper hand
But don't get complacent in your arrogance
Because you'll never understand
I only tolerated you in my life
Because I am Kind and a being of Light
But walking away and lighting a match
Is what happens when you embrace the Night
Your Darkness is ignited
Illuminating your Dark Soul
Watch as I rise from the same flames
Become a phoenix that is all-knowing
Embracing my Powerful Self
An enlightened Angel from Heaven
Expanding my Soul's Light
Where my Path is Humanity's blessing
So, play your wicked games
But be mindful of your Soul
For there will eventually come a time
When you'll truly struggle to find your way Home
Don't mourn for our Souls' parting
For we have very different Destinies
God and His Angels have my back
My Special Gifts set me Free
© Michelle Morris, 2024
Half concealed her devotion
and desire to be with me
half disclosed she curses
to have me hear her
might I
remedy her need
The confusion of Introduction
The havoc of struggling
to find the right words
to direct his or her's attention
to what she or he desires
The gloom of loneliness
tired of convincing myself
that loneliness is freedom
Thus be it forever might
She trickiest me
to persevere my own since
of belonging
might my need to chore as her lover
makest me centered claimed
and first last insight of her
deciding
and her likewise same
I'm sure
read and write
manage my affairs
show some kinda affection
to show me you care
cast myself to
sing and dance for you
insiting on being with you
"Arabesque"
He interutaed her lyrics
to only be disappointed as she was mean and Uncaring.
Her alluring Sound
Brise Ballon
Brise Ballon
Le Crepe
Le Crepe
Le SARO fEDELE
qUANDO SE NE
ANDRA'
sARO IL SUE AMANTE
E DIRTELO
tU SEI IL MIO UNICO
IN MODO CHE TU DEBBA
FARLO
CREDERE
COU DE PIED
BALLEREME E
SCOPEREMO
QUANDO VIENIA CASA
cORNEO
sARI SFORTUNATO!
Mind, body, gender
and beliefs slender,
we burn to the ground,
as thought forms unsound.
All that’s manifest,
a fest in light jest:
merely vibration
of heart’s gyration.
Feeling bliss beats prance,
we exit deep trance,
garnering clear sight,
that mirrors delight.
Breath is our life force,
of which God’s the source,
who is living light,
shining within bright.
Nothing need be done;
God and we are one.
Once we cease thought flow,
this truth we so know.
07-September-2022
Discard all knowing, oh hermit
Mind-body is bondage
God-connect is our soul’s summit
Turn here now, a new page
God dwells within our heart
So that’s where we should start
By adding love to cart
Just keep on flowing
Discard all knowing
04-March-2022
Quietus
How do we (Humans) created a word, did Webster Dictionary Exist in the beginning?
John 1:1 King James Version (KJV)
1 In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.
Ephesians 3:9, KJV
"And to make all men see what is the fellowship of the mystery, which from the beginning of the world hath been hid in God, who created all things by Jesus Christ:"
Genesis Chapter 1
Verse 3
And God said,
Think out of the box
All knowing spiritual light muse of an inner owl
The grandfather of all the poetry’s best kinds of fowl,
Omnipotent in my soul, a vital and enormous part of me.
Shining my truth and my tragedies for other poets to see
Sharing my truth in a way that never grandstands.
Taking me gently by my heart string’s tiny little hands
Guiding me with his heavenly inner light
As my reposing flesh body sleeps throughout the night
All knowing inner owl, grandfather of my dreams
Muse during the day when I am dancing at the seams.
I love the way you light me up and shine my inner self.
So glad you chose me to be your current writing elf.
I feel blessed, honored in so many wonderful ways
By grandfather owl, who is aware and shares my days.
Bringing my truth to the forefront, making me ask why
As he brings my words and feelings into the public’s eye.
All Knowing
Judge not; instead love
one another as equal
in God's all knowing-
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
February 2, 2010
Poetic form: Haiku
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