where the world thins
the trees begin to blur~
their edges softening,
their forms drifting apart
like thoughts forgetting
their own meaning.
suddenly, light unthreads itself
no longer behaving
like light at all~
a pale unraveling
that slips sideways
through the visible.
tree branches lose their certainty
stretching into shapes
that refuse to stay fixed,
as though remembering
a geometry
that never belonged
to this plane.
their roots drift upward
not rising~
but detaching,
as if gravity
is only a rumor
the forest no longer believes.
leaves shimmer into symbols
flickering with meanings
that dissolve
the moment you notice them~
messages written
in a language
that erases itself.
then the trees dissolve~
not vanishing,
but slipping
into a softer version of being~
to a place where form
is only suggestion,
and reality
is a thin veil
the trees pass through
effortlessly.
Dissolving in Ecstasy
I take leave
facing Awareness alert
showing flowery way Homewards
diffuse rainbows riding fast
a whispering shoreline
blood becomes water
bones skin nails hair lips
Spirit sailing soars
I lived a full life of laughter
all praise to God’s Great Love
weep not for me
now or evermore !
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There isn't much to mourn for all that we owed
There is nothing with being smitten on the road
We lost our youthful fantasies in an instant
Tethered to the rack, the house seems so distant
We may run on a lovely rose or an awful thorn
We had a dream that spring was born
Relish life's sunshine and erase the ugliness
Finding flaws in oneself is sheer loveliness
We must cherish the highs and let pass the gloom
Crimson roses will bloom after bloom
We're scathing by the grief and dread of the past
I realize each moment has gone by so fast
Our days were filled with excruciating emptiness
A supreme essence born out of nothingness
Broken dreams may have left us desolate
One cannot be so doomed by fate
Once we began, our tales remain insufficient
Blissfully naive and properly inconsistent
Setting greater goals will support, not dreams
Now a while has flown by, it seems.
Written: May 29, 2023
Searching my mind trying to remember,
The people and places of those I knew,
fuzzy and foggy images swirl and intertwine,
coming together as one mish mash.
Names I remember from long time past,
now like myself grown old and unrecogniseable,
The days of youth and innocence spoiled,
degraded into another dream.
days of light and carefree living,
gone forever never to return,
lost loves and friendships both,
sailed from the harbour in mystical ships,
voyages to who knows where,
all we do is stand and stare.
(c) andrew p mcintyre.2017 ,sepyember 3rd.
A deep routed belief that something may not work for you is seeming to restrain the powers of the secret and dulling your vitality.
Life does not begin at birth but is just a realization of individuality.
Dissolving the elements and doubts that hold back the law of attraction.
Dissolving fear fed by false media and the controlling faction.
Thoughts and feelings are a magnetic force.
This is that power that sets you on your particular course.
What is the attractor factor, the power that pulls at you?
Intention rules the earth and portrays a whole new view.
It is your dream of success that fans fire.
Always honor your spirit, go with that gut feeling and follow your desires.
The smile I see shining there
Inside your eyes, a twinkle, a light
Caressing my heart and soul, my hopes
With a gentle thought, a warmth
That melts away my worst hurt
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Attention flow
in quanta of time
Let it be mellow
a loving chime
Void of cessation
when trance ends
Throb of elation
to which ego bends
Stretching the void
deepening the silence
In bliss overjoyed
is pristine innocence
Merging and melting
ego with the divine
The non doer doing
is in stillness to align
Once we vaporise
as a bliss mist
No ego left to size
we cease to resist
Awareness unbroken
a flowing continuum
Soma nectar partaken
each node our centrum
07-September-2020
Anahata spacial
Radiance spherical
Ignites both polarities
In perfect geometry
That climax of union
Throb of separation
Flow in a divine rhythm
With bliss the sensorium
Within each lifetron
That our form adorns
Anahata the domain
Where ego is slain
For where remains identity
Within climax in continuity
The elixirous bliss fizz
Accepts us on basis as is
Divine grace
Embracing us face to face
Here we are in our home
Energised by the life pulse Ohm
21-August-2020
Lozenge
by Michael R. Burch
When I was closest to love, it did not seem
real at all, but a thing of such tenuous sweetness
it might dissolve in my mouth
like a lozenge of sugar.
When I held you in my arms, I did not feel
our lack of completeness,
knowing how easy it was
for us to cling to each other.
And there were nights when the clouds
sped across the moon’s face,
exposing such rarified brightness
we did not witness
so much as embrace
love’s human appearance.
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The quiet the calm the hush
Morning melting the night
Dark dissolving in dew-drops
The light the sheen the lush
The lips the smile the dimple
On streets the childhood spree
Movies of unfolding pink life
Hibiscus rustic and simple
The fury the flash and fire
Do not desire to dominate
Their eyes fixed at Krishna
With Radha playing the lyre
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29 May, 2019
AN UPLIFTING FEELING
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You once set foot on my heart
You tickled sensitive parts of my mind
You made me drip with admiration
You let me fall headlong into infatuation
My heart for you will no longer have a room
Hurt deep inside is roaring in gloom
Your love is now dissolving
Your memory is away melting
My wounds are healing
I now into joy myself dip
Enfold my living heart gently
And savour my glee sip by sip.
Hot flashes for change!
Entrenched momentum steamrolls
—maybe tomorrow
I can't stop smoking
My soul is on fire..
My nightmares too are flaring
But I know the devil is a liar
My empty pockets full of green
Oh how I wish I could drink like a tree
Instead of dissolving in this golden unclean
So I could grow to be a hundred or three
Becoming blind
in lightless depth;
between the faults
we meet.
Moving the wheels.
I was the sound;-
spreading across the
unspoken epiphany.
Flirting with inevitable
doom, you crash on
the poems of –
raging green.
A tongue wants a
novelty of death,
in the arms of
the frozen light.
Satish Verma
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