Dizain Poems | Dizain Examples

“Fantasy enriches creative mastery.” _by Poet Fantasy stirs...

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As a child of God, we have His power commingled with divine love, light and bliss but since we know not, in fear we cower, sinking deeper into desire’s abyss, though our heart tells us something is amiss. Recognising we are not body-mind, we then play our life role as God assigned as spirit ensouling organic form, transmitting vibrations loving and kind,...

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God is one indivisible being; truth affirmed in scriptures time and again but dark thought clouds prevents us from seeing, so unless we break free from our mind-chain, we will hesitate to dance in the rain. Ego-identity does not exist but if we think it does and so insist, like an ostrich, our head sunk in a hole, fear of freedom causing us...

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When silence layers silence in deep trance, in the vibrant void of thought cessation, pulse of magnetism causes nodes to prance, this dance divine, our soul’s meditation; flirtation with each blissful sensation. Sans thought, pristine awareness self-aware, in its native element thus stands bare, resplendent in God’s light in heart aflame, wherein with the all-that-is as we pair, we attain clear sight as our...

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Viewing dream forms as projection of mind, an aspect of the Self entwined with God, all fears and desires are then left behind, transformed as love in our mellow heart thawed, distanced from ego, whose judgment is flawed. Our soul ascends on choosing to atone, when our reflex response is love alone, that come what may, we grant bliss right of way, as...

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Love alone heals soul’s wounds which our heart feels, dissolving all opposites in its womb, sensing God in all forms, His light reveals, as cravings of lower mind we exhume, that throb of bliss magnetism may resume. Recognising we are spirit, not form, it is natural with love to conform, breath by breath feeling the touch of God’s hand, tranquil and at peace,...

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To possess freedom which is absolute, needs God to be the dreamer and the dreamed, wherein breath by breath, as He does reboot, He ensouls all objects by His will beamed, deciding when each soul will be redeemed. This blueprint suggests that there’s no one here, save ego as smoke, which will disappear, having no independent existence, so all that’s required is to...

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Opportunities galore come our way but since ego has long since vaporised, we look at this seduction as mere play, having been by Holy Spirit baptised, no longer by illusions hypnotised. Life as impulsed unfolds all by itself, so we have no agenda in our shelf, more so since we’ve invoked bliss magnetism and have beheld in clear sight, light of Self, which...

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Silence mourning, you who've borne no children; mute derision and bear it no longer. Beg not for mercy if you are barren for barreness may prove you the stronger. Your fruit lies in the way which you conquer scorn - apparent un-productivity. Another's offspring - your proclivity. Teach them truths which bearers fail to mention; teach self-discipline as necessity. Deliver well, mothers...

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“The seasons of all things hold much in store; for life brings death- which brings new life once more.” ...

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To be just like him, smiling as he fell, we set out to make void-centric soul’s stance, assured that with God within, all is well, so melding head with heart, we took a chance, to turn toward love, our platonic glance. With mind unfrozen, once heart was open, magnetism manifested as chosen, suffused with bliss heat, our vibrance upbeat, we savoured soma...

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Prominent now are wrinkles on our skin, signalling decay of organic form, yet divine magnetism throbs deep within, engulfing us in currents cool and warm, conjuring magically a bliss storm. We are light of Self, not this body-mind; feel us as heart’s vibrance, loving and kind. To navigate life, we dwell in this shell but to truth of who we are, we’re not...

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The Christ descended from His Father’s throne; In dying on the cross, He conquered Hell. Then He rolled away His sepulchral stone; The sting of death would no longer prevail. A glorious word of good news to tell! His disciples worshipped in prostration As they prepared in humble elation To spread news of the resurrected King Who paid the price of mankind’s salvation; A...

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Self as spirit wishes to feel contrast, flowing as magnetism, each breath reborn, so recognising that the die is cast as we’re being meditated upon, strobes of bliss thunder usher a new dawn. Instrumentalising our lower mind, leaving all imagined knowing behind, in timeless time when single is our eye, we behold soul’s light to which we were blind, whence in the vibrant void...

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Truth sounds like a believe it or not tale, when interpreted by limited mind, which can but offer a concoction stale but if we leave conditioned thoughts behind, light of wisdom we can in heart’s cave find. We are not a this or that somebody; we’re living light, with a rainbow body, mirrored in form as the chakras seven, beheld in clear sight...

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