THE DIVINE CONSTELLATION
You’re the sparkling light leading me
Through the darkness of life’s forest;
Shattering all trying to lead me astray:-
There is no darkness your light
Can’t penetrate—shattering blindness:
Enlightening awareness constellated to all:-
You are indeed the sun, moon, and stars of life,
Filling it with the glow that blinds evil deviations;
For you are God’s divine wisdom and guidance:-
CLOUDED LIGHT
Through the darkened clouds,
Liberating light blooming:
Better is coming:-
A HAIKU AND SENRYU FLOW
Weathering weather,
Birthing twin and triplet storms
Deathly streaming down.
Violent tears falling,
Bombing as if in a war:
All peace bombed away:-
Pray tell, is nature,
Aping human nature’s ways
In the world today?
If so, one hell of
A lesson is taught to us:
God’s enlightenment!
hearing your voice
finding inspiration
and courage to live
DAWNED TO SHINE
Dawned another day;
Healed body and mind ready:
Love’s labors waiting:-
Like the sunshine of the day,
May I light up other’s souls:-
My happiness no longer depends
On anybody else but just me,
But I promise my love never ends,
I just want you to know I now feel free.
My misery is no longer blamed
On anybody really, just myself,
Because I realize only I feel ashamed
Of leaving my heart dusty on a shelf.
My joy is no longer derived
From anybody, but me, myself, and I.
No longer want what is contrived,
For our love is my new reason why:
?My happiness is now of my own making,
Because this love is mine for the taking,
And your heart will soon be learning
Just how I reached my own enlightening.
WISE WET WAVING WAVES
With high or low tides,
We splash upon dried-out shores:
Frothing with relief:-
What is the meaning of it all?
If I told you, you’d surely bawl.
Cry like a baby, yes you would,
If all of truth you understood.
Truth can be so enlightening,
Also, can be quite frightening.
For from the start, we’ve known it all.
Our greatest challenge is recall.
When recalled the truth is real,
All empty spaces it will fill.
We all were born from just one source,
And are guided by the same force.
From one source till our paths are done,
And once again we all are one.
WISDOM
It's not just to know,
it's about sowing her seeds,
and reaping her fruits:-
Men are like "asians" (-ation) not the ones from the far east, but the ones who fall weak.
The ones who seek validation through manipulation for their gratification somehow thinking they should get a congratulation for their uncertain manifestation.
The ones who play games like life is a play station, but fail to realize they create their own demise of this devastation.
Yet they colonize a civilization of hallucination for women to fall victim for their celebration.
Living in their own world of separation instead of integration as if we don't need one another for concentration.
Sad world we live in with these men.
Now don't get me wrong, not showing discrimination, women too can also be "asians" (-ation).
But this ain't about us, right now I'm on the men "asians" (-ation) with no hesitation.
We all should do some reevaluation in order to get some elevation, but before we do that, we have to come to realization not to bring aggravation to our generation.
I've been through hell,
I've been through the heaven,
happens with you!
The graveyard, shrouded in pale mist, so hauntingly eerie,
dampen spirits as the full moon loses her glow - dreary!
I float, like a vapour, amongst lifeless, inky shadows;
solitary yew tree, groaning with age, as the wind blows.
A ravens cold, chilling stare, shoots shivers within my soul
as I glance at fresh earthly mounds next to an empty hole.
Decaying flowers, leaves, disfigures forlorn, relic graves
as melancholy whistling heralds me in mournful waves.
I wander past headstones sheathed in mould, epitaphs long gone,
This sacred place seems familiar to me as night draws on.
Movement beyond a mausoleum - am I all alone?
I feel I am being beckoned to something to be shown.
Hypnotic, ethereal sounds now on this Halloween Eve -
I am guided to a grave where I shall lay down and grieve.
For, as I kneel against sodden turf, horror upon face,
An inscription enlightens me - I dwell - at this resting place!
Having a traumatic history isn't always bad
While you're living it, yes, your agony blinds all the optimism
It closes every gate to keep the buoyancy at bay
The worst feeling is to find yourself being the helpless character of your story
The one you read about in those overwhelming novels and watched on tv
The one you sympathized with and never wanted to reenact in real life
But when everything you dreaded; everything over which you gave your sanguinity benefit of the doubt happens
And it looks certain to prevail over your high spirits
It's time you bid adieu to the naivety and greet a much-needed revelation
You have to welcome the enlightenment with open arms
You have to acknowledge it, accept it, and make it the cornerstone of your future ways
Indeed, once this learning shapes a brand new mindset, you'll be invincible
And, this transformation from feeble to fierce will be an example for many!
Children of God
Being
Perfected
In time
From dirt
Inside the womb
Of the Mother
Earth
Reflecting light
Protecting life
Death
Just
Birth
Out of time
Inside the mind
Of the Father
The dark
Projecting light
Expressing life
Children Enlightened
Oh, divine Truth,
Mountains of prejudices
And
Hills of erroneous beliefs
The mind has to remove
For
To unearth, just a speck of your
Enlightening treasure!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
17 September 2021
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