When in teens I felt miserable
All around I saw suffering and strife
Why are only some people suffering?
Why so much disparity in life?
A friend of mine told me read Bhagvad Gita
I read it fully and all answers I found
People suffer for previously done sins
They misuse free will and miseries abound
To avoid sinning, we must surrender unto Him
One day I told God my body and mind
I hand over to you, now they are not mine
I want salvation, bliss of the highest kind
After that, I started ending my ego, doer ship
I went on telling, This body isn't mine
Since it belongs to God, I cannot worry
All tasks done by body is controlled by divine
I wanted to see God, be one with him
Cried miserably whole day did you accept me
Then one day after many months I saw God
He stood in front, I knelt down, he blessed me
Since that day I hear the voice of God within
He controls me, I do whatever he says from within
29.06.2021
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Bhagvad Gita 18.66: Abandon all varieties of dharmas and simply surrender unto me alone. I shall liberate you from all sinful reactions; do not fear
Submitted to Surprise me, charles messina
Karma incarnate
Symbolize synapses
refrain recreate
Blades of grass
Cannabolize compliance
Unions unite
Tongues of trauma
Ignited ironies
Cycle compromises
Earth and Sky
Nuisance nefarians
Babel blessings
Kingdoms of self
Tetrahedron tongues
Idiom intrigue
Scythe of time
Wakes within
Primal pentagons
Minutes of minuscules
Frequent furtherings
Amock amiables
Omens of obsession
Useless understoods
Dogmatic dharmas
Wanting of whispers
Eccentric eclipses
Quartz quintessentials
Yearnings of yesterday
Luminous liverys
Radiant resonomes
Gifted of grafted
Can their be an ever prana evolutionary
Element endeavor of human Zen-nus
That soulifies our right to be, exist
Here, denote, to qualify compassionately
as a universal quotient of internalness
setting a global tone and local mise
To open yourself completely
to that unconditional
Quartz of Spirit.
1-12-2020
I sit in emptiness,
Ohm mani padme ohm;
why is there such suffering?
I open to the suffering,
understanding is my quest.
I open to compassion,
I open to the dharma,
I open to understanding,
enlightenment awaited.
The sound of dharma’s song;
ohm mani padme ohm.
Dharma’s elixir’s sweet,
it’s a product of Heavenly bees;
the soul’s ambrosia.
Sit for a time quiet,
in
contemplation
With me
We can
Dispense of the fallacy
Of why's and who's
Laugh too
With
Convinced courage
About
Here and nows
We ll see to it,
that our
Specious
illusions
Of perfect endings
Are separated from the
Heart of the matter
like
Atoms in fission
And all of the myths we have
Are
Laid final
Bare
When we Sit again
for the first time
We
Will know
Measure for measure
That our
Gravity
Holds
Court
me to You
Like
Earth to the Moon
Only then
You and I,
Can travel
Ahead of the horizon.
See
how sky
Lifts earth
To infinite
Prose
Where storm
makes
wind
Breathless
This... this could be our dharma.
Yearn for Bodhi for life’s a dream,
A dark fleeting phantom, and a
Shadowy hollow illusion,
Filled with nightmares of greed and fear,
Of Love and loss and scorching
Fires of burning ire and desire,
Of hard times that haunt and linger.
All dharmas are but dew and mist,
Ready to fade when the Sun of
Inner Wisdom shines and pours forth,
Revealing the blooming lotus
And the Seven Jeweled Lagoon
Of the Land of Ultimate Bliss.
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