The Big Bang sound vibrates in the universal core,
pulsates in harmony with the concerto of the creator.
The elements of His presence is ingrained in our souls,
interconnected by the common threads of awareness.
Everything crafted drifts in the stream of continuum
that cascades with the music of love in our hearts.
By one universal melodic chord we all are bound,
from one cosmic harp all the prime rhythms ripple.
The heavenly infinite network of unique oneness
encrypts the unifying divine algorithm of our being.
Suffused with unbound flash of the godly galaxy
our souls perceive the universal acuity of divinity.
As the karmic design aligns with the absolute
the pristine petals of the awakened souls unfurl,
blossoming the heavenly flower of love.
In its fragrance floats the grandeur of His grace.
In the sacred sanctum of timeless tranquility,
embraced by the seamless sky of His benevolence,
the liberated souls merge with the devout wholeness,
flies free impelled by the effervescence of salvation.
Stay in the
moment
Time but
a myth
Capture
the essence
Whose instant
encrypts
The truth
of the matter
The heart
of it all
Where feelings
explode
In prescience
— recalled
(Dreamsleep: August, 2025)
The primordial light of the universe, the absolute,
illumines perennially the essence of the living.
The primeval energy of the universe, the ultimate,
drives perpetually the destiny of the existent.
The omnipresent element is ingrained in every soul,
interconnected by the common threads of truth.
Yet each one is like a tree in the forest of diversity,
each one is like a flower in the garden of plurality.
The Big Bang sound vibrated in the universal core,
boundless light in no time transformed into matter,
that remembers the tunes of the singularity event,
pulsates in resonance with the melody of the creator.
Everything crafted floats in the wave of continuum,
in all hearts it composes the cosmic music of love,
by one common harmonic chord they are all bound,
from one celestial harp all the prime rhythms arise.
The heavenly infinite network of unique oneness
encrypts the unifying divine algorithm of the being.
In the flicker of the creator’s lamp within the extant,
soul perceives the universal consciousness of unity.
___________________
May 31, 2022
Contest : Unity Consciousness
Sponsored by : Unseeking Seeker
DREAMS
Dreams are not what I see when I sleep
It’s what keeps me awake when others sleep
It makes my foamy bed stronger
With the trigger to achieve them hither
I see a candle lit by the corner
Looking up to the ceilings
which I cannot reach out to
With villains cry dangling in my ears
Hence I listen to the words of my heart
Fierce darkness encrypts my eyes
Goose bombs rent my body
Retrogressing out of the company of fear
I am challenge by the melodies of my dream
Which rings in my head like the sound of strings
With a reanimated spirit I sail
To produce realism out of my dreams
Then I recall that dreams come true
when the day is tomorrow
Darkness makes me more appreciative of sight
As silence thought me the joy of sounds
If you think it’s just one thing
while believing it’s not
Or you hope it’s another,
then folly’s your lot
If you swear it sits outside,
as you dream from within
All meaning encrypts
—and your eyes close again
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)
If you think it’s just one thing,
while believing it’s not
Or you hope it’s another,
then folly’s your lot
If you swear it sits outside,
as you dream from within
All meaning encrypts,
and your eyes close again
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)
CELESTE
A bevy of wavelets rushes to the shore
while on peach coastline, this quietude I feel,
Under the alloy of rocks not seen before
A hidden water-world encrypts its frothed zeal.
The dolphin in tungsten leaps, and then again
With a belly raised to a marmalade sky;
And another whirl...free like a rust-toned crane
Breaths in awe, an enchantment is my reply.
To be fed by April’s torches, amber- lit
when lazy boats sail on coral of Celeste…
and coiled tides gather a fragrant melon quilt
exulting my Sunday’s pause… my hours’ fine rest.
Silent One's united Colors, Orange
Optimistic orange--uplifting, rejuvenating
3/4/2016
11 syls per line
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