In as felt and so known, the breath of God
rises from root to crown, in a straight line;
the central axis in mind-body pod,
having nothing at all to do with spine,
although later, when supple spine has thawed,
it plays its role as energies align,
looping form vertically to divide,
male and female aspects hiding inside.
Thus the Sushumna or staff of power,
propels the kundalini straight to source,
pulled by God, who Himself does empower
ascent of our soul without use of force,
feeling blissful in a divine shower,
chartering thus breath by breath, its life course.
Our view from scriptures may be contrary
but having walked the path, we’re not wary.
“I pause the cause of thought flow commotion,
mapping bliss magnetism in slow motion”
~ quote by poet
I keep a journal, as poems and prose,
plotting my journey from earth to heaven,
of bliss beat hues and how love slowly grows,
chartering a path through chakras seven.
To portray in language dualistic,
truth transcending mind, when eye be single,
compels us to write, as does a mystic,
of rapture when polarities mingle.
Having been, seen and so known, light of Self,
I wish to share with souls who care to pair,
since although the music plays by itself,
truth’s known when mind of heart is self-aware.
Perhaps my journal may remain unread
but yet I write on, being by love led.
Heart lotus blooms
Love employs no force,
chartering life’s course
with ease like the breeze,
like a sneeze release.
This offers a clue,
known to very few ~
we may be as such,
each breath, God’s love touch.
Blessings ours to keep,
mists that inwards seep,
as it so renews,
love’s beauteous hues.
Our vaporised self
has cleansed ego’s shelf,
becoming that flame,
labels cannot name.
Aspect allowing,
bliss freely flowing,
is the way to be,
vibrant, full and free.
25-July-2022
Millenia sits within the golden round: generations in diamonds and a lineage in ruby.
Opulence, hand in hand with duty, flickers in candlelit banquets and the murmurs of treaties signed.
Noblemen and ladies in waiting, servants, secretaries and Beefeaters, swirl and meld together all,
Adding colours and contrasts, shades and hues to a timeless tapestry: a timeline regal and royal.
Ruler by blood, chosen by God - a hereditary right, role and responsibility shrouded in silk.
Conquering lands and chartering futures, brethren challenged by broken communions.
Head of vast nations protecting small villages, hands stretch over oceans that pat locals on the back.
Your history entwined with each Henry and Edward, James and Elizabeth both: a filigree ancestry.
With the vision of wisdom
And companionship of hindsight
Mother Nature whispered ‘It’s time’
Standing behind me with her arms
Wrapped around my shoulders
Shaking me gently to unwrap the
wounds of suffering and giving too much
Chartering a new path and walking in
clean and fresh new spaces within me.
Filling them with discovery and laughter.
Healing myself back into a whole.
Experiencing a new era of life
Dreaming that it is possible and truly limitless.
15.2.2021
The story of our past
Engulfs the future of our present
Kleidoscope lens zooms at star speed
Flames left from frozen mouth bender
As seagull glides new treetop defender
Archers of embassy packed in heat
Hips to knees the october feast glee
Breaking free to shatter time piece
All crows congregate a started belief
This next crack coincides together
Heart luminous, fleets to heaven
Chartering new age of diamond soul
Clamoring from waves that break the toll
Nessie, Wattie and Kin
A full ten years before Nessie was first sighted
Colonel Arthur Trimble visited Loch Watten
A dark, looming shape Trimble’s interest ignited
It’s now speculated Nessie has some twins
Oceanographers say that before the Ice Age
Loch Ness was connected to the Atlantic sea
So let us turn the history book back a page
A similar creature’s been seen in Lake Erie
American cousins for Nessie and Wattie
Giant sea serpent’s been spotted in Lake Champlain
He is known as Champ and Lake Erie’s is Bessie
Four ocean cast outs roam an inland sea domain
Could it be that the plesiosaurus lives on
In Scotland as well as in North America
Trapped in these lakes when the Ice Age seas had withdrawn
At same latitudes, but not killers like Orka
So if I make my way to see bonnie Scotland
I’ll be chartering a boat, bringing diving gear
In hopes of catching a glimpse of Nessie firsthand
As I explore Loch Ness’s undersea frontier
*Entry for Thvia's contest
On wings of a solitary flight
Cerulean waves cascade to the shore
Their rhythms nod on a moon lit night
Taken for grant it we shall forever
Watch its mystery unfold
For there are depths we never
Have discovered
Below its cradle of movement lay
A world of aquatic life that hover
Teaming along in their search for being
In darkened doorways dressed in seaweed
As they swiftly rock in a lullaby fleeing
With curious eyes lurk around the corners
Protecting their space
From night time foreigners
Seeking a meal
Another world resides here
Leaving man chartering in a unacquainted
Water abode sphere
Auditory sensations muffle with echoes
With the crying of whales
Leaving man to meditate the details
On the wings of solitary flight
Cerulean waves cascade to the shore
We rally in its allure
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