Best Cognition Poems

From thought has risen
time-space warp prison;
so if we be still,
we regain soul’s will.

Poised in the void thus,
love and light fills us,
which was always there
but now we’re aware.

Vibrant nonchalance 
ends fear dalliance
and as the bliss flame,
we play out life’s game.

Mind-body vessel,
is our soul’s vassal.
When both are...

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I sit still…
Learning life through observation…
Instinct wise serpents allow change to flow…
Growing slowly, shedding skin rebirthing new…
One with purpose, not thinking; being  circling cycles of energy…
Resistance absent; serpents seeking sun releasing old allowing new…
Part of the whole…

I sit still…
Watching the old parking garage…
Rusting metal...

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On an as is where is basis, let’s accept
ourself as consciousness as this body-mind,
recognising we’re limited and inept,
floundering about through life, as do the blind,
fears and desires unable to intercept,
yet hope that truth of our soul will be divined.
It’s clear we need to slow down...

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During lucid dreams, we respond
without forging therein a bond
with any creature, place or thing,
nonchalant to what thought streams bring.

Awake within the dream, we’re still,
playing our role, as of God’s will;
although ego trace does remain,
our childlike heart is free from stain.

Waking state’s another matter,
for here there’s...

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Ramana’s inquiry: Who am I? 
Where ‘I’ eternal, not merely mind-body
Nor fleeting, fickle emotions that make us sigh
Where then lies fulcrum of consciousness immediacy

Beginning with the here and now this-ness of our identity
We recognise between head and heart, divergence 
Love, the catalyst, aligning both in...

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J-ust
A-nother
N-oble

D-edication
O-pens
M-ind
I-n
N-otable
I-ntuitive
C-ognition

M-aking
A-spirant
R-eady
I-nto
N-ext
A-ssigned
S-tudies

Topic: Graduation Day (April 01)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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we forever prepare
cognition to understand
this prism of life

to cognize the greys
of strewn spectrums...that shine clear
with color so rife

there is something and
nothing being in meaning
of any one's strife

observers are a
self realized consciousness
perception of life...

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what we seek
love and light
is within

to know this
sans thought flow
vaporise

form and void
both are one
living light

13-February-2023
Tricube...

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Going not into graphic detail
Of what the scriptures entail
For each meditation 
Upon its delineation
An inscrutable mystery
A fathomless trajectory
Meant for that one spiritual explorer alone
Words mere symbols not etched in stone

It is the subtle essence
Of the divine fragrance
Imbibed in stillness & silence
Assimilated in trusting innocence 
That...

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You are beloved , eclipseing all of men
removing from us errors , and took all us in
you could see beyond soil, which covered all of we
and when we were uncovered , the fruit that we could be
 
You see beyond the fascades we have constructed
to...

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for love too sometimes conflict inevitable 
even with desires rested life not so simple
for we live not alone and justice must prevail
others depend upon us so we must not fail
to defend as of ability path of righteousness 
outcomes as any heart open in graciousness 

yet...

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At any given instant 
That that is constant
Is formless I Am awareness
Experiencing in-form consciousness 
As it’s own outward turned attention
Feeling the pulse of union & separation 
Within fleeting duality
Encasing the one singularity 
A Divine entwined caress 
In the endless sea of bliss

At any given instant...

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With awkward reach
the strike of the pen has tipped the ink well
splattering onto white paper,
vanquishing the lyrics from the poet’s pen,
scribbling vignettes of joy or strife,
little stories-a slice of life.

His pen shall not find its perfect labor
scribed upon this miscued, defaced paper
to define his words...

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When I was in grade school
I was, already, 
on my leftbrain dominant path
toward acting the intellectual snob.

This, in large part
my best offense,
my trump card, sadly,
against marginalizing prejudice
of our community's non-farmer economic
and political Elite;

The few kids
whose parents went to college
and/or inherited some above-the-norm property
business, preferably not...

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I’m so excited about this election
about America and our direction

We’ll trust old men
to make big decisions
elderly men
of compassion and vision

Men who were there
when the work was done
when we went to the moon
and warred in Vietnam

A glorious age is at hand
we’ll be safe in those trembling...

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