A shape of the void is providing innumerable occupations for characters on the stage to emote through clearest and wet lightning
the distortion of audience perspective sustains briefly
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S-allow,
E-agerly
V-iew
I-nner
L-ife,
L-ooking
A-way
F-rom
R-emote
A-nd
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C-entral
A-rea
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Monocrostic (Birthday of Rose O. Villafranca)
“let’s ink the void with soul’s emote ~
at peace within in God’s bliss boat”
~ quote by poet
In heaven’s womb, during deep sleep,
soul poised for a consciousness leap,
shallow breath synced with God’s heartbeat,
we fearlessly swim in the deep.
Come the morn our heart is upbeat,
enlivened by magnetic heat,
being benedictions of grace,
stardust collected from God’s feet.
Staid stillness determines our pace,
mood and mode release and embrace,
mirroring the light of our soul,
which illumines vastness of space.
Love in love with love has no goal,
save by melding making hearts whole,
which then is the cause why we write,
fulfilling thus our ordained role.
To portray spiritual sight,
as words dancing in black and white,
penning a melodious verse,
needs no less than spherical sight.
There’s no cause for us to rehearse,
soft musings of the universe,
felt by heart, translated by mind,
for the better or for the worse.
With vibrations of God aligned,
we are led by scent of love blind,
an outpost to fulfil His will,
hoping soul’s light each of us find.
Forged from the elements of Mother Earth,
mindful is our touch, each emote gentle,
dwelling in heart always bubbling with mirth,
resting thought flow and all concepts mental,
love the currency to pay life’s rental.
In body temple, making eye single,
heart delights when bliss pheromones mingle.
pausing inner flow within silence
we osmotically penetrate the void
imprinting therein our unique emote
resplendent with God’s light unalloyed
anointing soul with heart’s intent
to enjoy absolute freedom
we granted love and light consent
to take us straight to God’s kingdom
along a vibrational shift
we set sail in the vibrant void
each emote choosing to uplift
mindful that we be not decoyed
here now within mind-body urn
we became the earth and the sky
embracing love’s benign bliss burn
flames in which we saw ego die
doing nothing thus in repose
we watched our soul metamorphose
the horizon is motionless in its red and purple hues
snow-topped mountains are shushing us with silent lips
the immobility of this presence does not hesitate to bring stillness
I look into the water’s depths; all the wildlife must be sleeping
there is not one tiny splash; this well-worn dock placates me
this is a place for eagles, but no bird is flying; the air is soundless
a meditative place, a Zen place where I could sit and emote
so I do, crossing my legs on the edge of the dock, stilling my soul
a tiny breeze barely whispers her secrets onto my face; I smile
feeling all-powerful in this sacred place, loaned to me by the Master
thoughts I could have never conjured anywhere else come to me
I begin to solve my tiny problems as the world embraces me with silence.
agape love’s effused as the scent from a rose ~
each disdain emote debt of love our soul owes
Worldly songs fret
The human ears
Tickles the heart.
Great song not age
It lives by time
Respect lyrics.
Love songs rain heart
Emote the eyes
Makes lovers dream.
Song glorifies
Souls that sleep
Touch heart of God.
desire within mind
creates dream forms
seeking egoic reaction
but what when ego dissolves
what then can be our emote
save effervescence of love
from the singularity point
hum of innate aliveness
incessantly processes
creative expression
for which duality
is the template
to manifest
a rhythm
in space time
where polarities
orbit heart’s intent
prismatically refracting
light as bliss beats delight
shimmering awhile in the void
imprinting therein a unique emote
Poetry can be simple prose,
Or rhyming lines.
Poetry can convey a message
…in brief,
Or emote a feeling
During a time of need.
Socializing is innate.
We need to communicate,
to vent our thoughts,
free our mind,
let out our fears,
just unwind,
and feel heard,
even if
…’twas only the paper’s ears.
Be free, let yourself wander.
Only the paper can hear.
intent the cause, vibration the result ~
which emote oh hermit, did you exult
The instrument of mind conjures a verse,
based on a rhythm that rises from the heart,
so whilst it can perform better or worse,
each symbol portrayed is a work of art.
Polarised strobes of light communicate
in this earth realm by employing the word,
medium dual, so who knows the fate
of the fragrance emitted when heart stirred?
Yet be this as it may, our souls will sing
songs of love and longing, although we know
that thoughts penned on paper are not the thing
heart wished to emote about our soul’s glow.
Save in tranquil silence, how may we learn,
God’s boons bestowed by love’s benign bliss burn?
resting endowed functionality
as bestowed by the universe
a stirring yet arises in the heart
to emote a melodious verse
humming pulse of innate aliveness
cajoles us to dance on life’s stage
we pause awhile in the bardo
where fires of lust and desire rage
pristine presence looks at the ego
amazed at how big it has grown
it’s misaligned with the call of soul
so the times’ now to park the drone
free from the fetters of lower mind
soul’s auric field begins to increase
renewing its vibrance within itself
ushering a glow of ineffable peace
the Ferris wheel of mind yet rotates
owing to past momentum in motion
standing on firm ground we look on
nonchalant to the ongoing commotion
at the pause of polarity interchange
the hum of bliss is heard in the void
slowing down therein without cause
we reclaim the light of Self unalloyed
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