What are the concepts onto which we hold,
the crutches we need in order to walk,
though mind stagnates from youth till we grow old
and as false beliefs continue to stalk,
a time comes when beholding light we balk?
As formless awareness, one with vast space,
there remains of wayward ego no trace,
whence thus bereft of both desire and fear,
poised in the vibrant void, we imbibe grace,
and then we feel God’s love and light draw near.
Parroting the scriptures,
won many admirers,
on the cocktail circuit
but offered not the taste,
of truth the words affirmed.
Parroting the scriptures,
trapped soul in lower mind,
afraid to walk the talk,
interpreting symbols,
held in rigid belief.
Parroting the scriptures,
failed to erase heart’s fear,
since there was talk of sin,
wrath of an unknown god
and a deep sense of guilt.
Parroting the scriptures,
then discarding this crutch,
rekindling innocence,
the childlike heart blossomed,
becoming love and light.
Thought a tool, discard after use
Why’d we let the tail wag the dog
If bliss be flavour of heart’s muse
We’ll be blinded not in life’s fog
Silence alone can set soul free
Thought a tool, discard after use
Let us break free from our mind tree
Dance of desire does not amuse
God within us, offers us clues
Our heart is the cauldron of bliss
Thought a tool, discard after use
Ego is but a serpent’s hiss
Wake up from slumber, wake up now
Love drives away the ego’s blues
Bend down low and let God endow
Thought a tool, discard after use
Futile is striving, unless we are clear
about who we are and purpose of life,
that we may then act without any fear,
full of joy and laughter, always bliss rife,
pulsations of love, to our heart held dear.
Discarding then, each conditioned belief,
relying neither on senses nor mind,
negating ephemeral joy and grief,
leaving vicarious knowing behind,
in tranquil silence, we turn a new leaf.
In timeless time, we slowly cease to sway,
thoughts rested, our awareness self-aware,
beholding light of our soul, clear as day,
surrendering will, laying our soul bare,
God’s benedictions, then make earth life play.
Discard narrow labels
and relinquish belief.
Take a cue from the sun
or the fresh morning breeze,
deeming all souls as one.
Discard narrow labels,
first find out who we are;
surely not body-mind
nor thoughts we hold on to,
that grip us in their bind.
Discard narrow labels,
borne of conditioning,
placing God in a cage;
our fundamentalism
is feral ego’s rage.
Discard narrow labels
to reclaim inner light
aglow within our heart.
Let’s tip toe there unshod
and God search so jump start.
05-April-2023
Sans fear and desire, we are free
Unfettered, unbound and carefree
Save God's grace, what's there to aspire
We are free, sans fear and desire
Earth life's a school, we're here to learn
With conscience as guide, let's discern
Embrace of love’s the only rule
We're here to learn, earth life's a school
To know the truth, discard belief
Give our weary soul some relief
Enter staid silence now forsooth
Discard belief to know the truth
God's light, soft white, aflame within
Cave of heart's open, go therein
Embark thus on a wingless flight
Aflame within, God's light, soft white
27-October-2022
Swap Quatrain
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
Come the dawn, the rising sun
Unapologetic, offers no introduction
Source of life, same for one and all
Cares not what is our religion
The gently flowing, wafting breeze
Soothes by touch, in embrace and release
Enlivening all sentient beings on this planet
Blessings of Mother Earth never cease
Heartbeats each moment repeat
Maintaining optimal body heat
Pulse of aliveness, judges not our belief
Love entwined with love makes us feel complete
Oh weary hermit, label not God
Religious fundamentalism is narrow and flawed
Each soul is an aspect of His essence
Our ego identity is but a facade
Love alone is real, know this
Sans desire, our emptiness radiates bliss
All that is, is God consciousness alone
Feel on the fontanel, His loving kiss
17-June-2022
Notes: Fontanel corresponds to the crown chakra (Sahasrara)
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
You took pride in not looking back
So I wrote our milestones on gravestones
Written to a disconnected
Fri end
©Tacito
With indecision rode abreast
Intended path becomes digressed
Old age accompanies us soon
Protected from sway of heart's swoon
Independent flag flown above
Declares no use for fickle love
Closure wraps webs, unspent calyx
Composts in forgotten paddocks
Extension as petals erupt
Resilient haughty's harsh disrupt
Crumbles robot disposition
Gives passion due permission
Held out is your hand to delve in
Wafting musk man wax firm terpene
Growth emergence drifts adjacent
Inhaled fragrance fresh placement
Dangled now upon my doorstep
Taking the chance, you endorsed it
Stainless steel crumpled, heart on tap
Safety reigned, your care eclipsed that
Ready to bloom in love splendid
Softness of Libby now rendered
Able to lay guard down, submit
Spread open desire soul permits
27th September
8 Syllables
One must learn to thrive
Three years of perseverance
Two now pleaded lenience
Three bleeding hearts…. what about the scars, she could never discard?
Everything is fair in love and war; two swords do not fit into one scabbard.
(Thrive on-HC)
27/2/19
Charliekucoup Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: charles messina
Time wings by
Flips lost page
Heed odd sigh
At this stage
Purge old box
Tales now dim
Hoax de-tox
Feels calm slim
Angst blames jest
Purge sad strains
Blot wise fest
Hurt brines pain
Pain knows gain
In harsh truth
Not in vain
Just for proof
Odd lines surge
In vain lot
Watch nice urge
Merge with thought
Leon Enriquez
09 November 2018
Singapore
TIME TO DISCARD BAGGAGE
WOW! she took a shellacking
from the words that grown girl spoke
after clearing up the air
loving relationship hope.
Didn’t like all the things she heard
tho had right to speak her mind
pray after the dust settles
old baggage she’ll leave behind.
All families have their issues
God knows they’ve had theirs too
old baggage that she’s carried
from here to Kalamazoo.
Time has come to discard
things apologies don’t cover
time to mend hurts between
a grown girl and her mother.
Barbara Barry-Nishanian
May 29, 2018 Copyright
Discard A Retard
Problems were difficult and became hard;
We even have President who is a retard;
Idiot that bloomed;
We were doomed;
Must do away with him and then discard.
Jim Horn
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