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Who authors our poems

Pen and paper in hand, our mind is blank,
our heart without fear because God is near,
with muse playing hide and seek as a prank,
soon adorning presence with words of cheer!

We author not poems we seem to write,
being vibrations we sense in our heart,
interpreted by mind through inner sight,
conjuring thus, a timeless work of art.

Body-mind an urn we ensoul to learn,
so it is an instrument for our use,
merely translating how soul’s fire does burn
and how soma nectar begins to ooze.

If there be a chink in head and heat link,
contorted then will be the words we ink.

Touched by Holy Spirit

Beholding objects
And space that holds them
Polarities shift
Inner sentience
Cognises soul’s light

A strange fragrance
Of love pervades
Organic form
Which we ensoul

As we taste
Bliss nectar 
Joy fills heart 

God’s gong
Resounds

Grace

the direct path

ephemeral are objects heart desires
fleeting is joy and lingering is pain
cause of suffering is seeking outcomes
ignorance is our sin, desire the chain

simply recognising that body-mind
is an earth vehicle, an interface
which we as eternal presence ensoul
by God’s grace, steps towards truth we retrace

everything in this realm is polarised
enabling movement in space, clocked by time
yet do not both these fetters disappear 
whence drenched with rapture betwixt bliss beats chime

God speaks to us as whispers in the void 
His language is love, as conscience cajoles
befriending silence, clear light within dawns
when ego recedes, soul re-writes life’s goals

simply by melding our head with the heart
inner conflict ends and we stand erect
pheromones mingle, our eye’s then single
no longer on shores of darkness shipwrecked

upon choosing to dwell in cessation 
divine magnetism pervades feeble form 
we become that we had set out to seek
transmuted thus in love’s benign bliss storm

From darkness to light

First things first, we enter the void of vast space,
deep within the cave of our heart to discern
truth of our self, discarding crutch of belief …
   free from fear and doubt.

Dropping mind, we navigate magnetic fields
pulsating in funnels within feeble form,
hitherto unknown to us, enlivening …
   fabric of our soul.

God’s light that lights all lights then pervades each cell
in organic decaying body which we
ensoul for the duration our life breath flows …
   darkness is banished.

In marked territory

as a module of God omnipresent 
one with oneness, dwelling in the vast void 
as of heart’s desire, we chose to ensoul
a fetus unborn, pure and unalloyed 

the terrain mapped and territory marked
we as living light for our earth sojourn
slowed down vibrations, crystallised in form
willingly burning in mind-body urn

here we are then but not on a mere whim
aim of the game was to become the flame
to which end, making head and heart align
tempests of thoughts became easy to tame

light transformed organic form made of dust 
we became free from bondage to space-time
ego whence felled, delusion was dispelled
in marked territory, soothed by love’s chime

Zen mode

reversing polarity
we become space
looking spherically 
at form we ensoul

likewise Holy Spirit 
as the breath of God
merging in His heart
we become the all

yet we acknowledge 
immersion in duality
to feel sharp contrast
that soul grows in love

thinning of our identity 
brings to our awareness 
the truth of our true Self
being eternal living light

how may we complain 
for there is no one here 
we seem to be in trance
owing to veil of forgetting 

accumulated momentum 
of past lives tendencies
makes awareness flicker
whilst immersed in dreams

heart of soul is quiescent 
paving way for our return 
to the glowing heart of God
aflame with love and light

an epiphany

the void of polarity interchange
touches the core of absolute silence 
that pristine motionless singularity point
peaked potential present everywhere at once

reverberations of all vibrations before emanation
arise by force of will from this stillness fulcrum 
being the seat of undivided consciousness 
so nothing is separated from source

shifting gently into the heart of God
in that instant transcending space-time
soul presence may bilocate spontaneously 
vibrationally in any realm or domain self-aware

as one becomes two and the two becomes many
as the breath of God we can too ensoul any
with the caveat that we be love and light
the throb of magnetism all pervading

Musings on space

We as the subject, look at any object,
noticing space that separates us is still,
the void of no-thingness mind cannot bisect,
omnipresent yet exercising no will,
so what space really is, we introspect,
reflecting in silence, from soul’s window sill.
In staid stillness we sense our presence expand,
then truth of space we begin to understand.

Melding with the void, concepts are discarded,
wherein present as formless awareness pure,
the form we ensoul, is by bliss bombarded,
whence earth life tests then, we easily endure
and with no attachments left to be guarded,
softened soul presence in time becomes demure,
whereupon flickers in space are by us seen,
piercing through its pores, deep wisdom we so glean.

God’s light that lights all lights, enlivens space too,
signalling that though it holds us in its womb,
it also depends on God’s pulse to renew,
that as all life forms in it, with aplomb zoom,
it is silence alone that offers a clue
to truth of space, as ignorance we deplume.
Ceasing to weigh and size, though we vaporise,
who in truth God is, we’re yet to realise.

Zen mode

by resisting the urge 
to satisfy an itch
we employ will
simply to assert
that soul presence
is the command centre

extrapolating thus
we observe the play
of thought form waves
arising and subsiding
within organic form
which we ensoul

centred in the void
we are always free

Transmutation

Soma nectar drips through energy pathways,
both along the spine and over front of form,
enlivened by hum of bliss that always stays,
engulfing us from head to toe in love’s storm.
Our feeble organic form is but an urn,
which we ensoul, choosing to willingly burn,
that whilst pulsating with boundless bliss delight,
we behold our true presence, God’s living light.

Show me God

Beginning with body-mind we ensoul,
our heart tells us our true form’s love and light
and so do ancient scriptures we extol,
but what is the path that bestows clear sight?

Concepts serve no purpose, so we must see
directly with our eyes, sans thought flow crutch,
for it’s God’s grace alone that sets us free,
transmuting our form, that we learn by touch.

When we are still, awareness self-aware,
reconnects our core essence with the source,
setting love aflame, as head and heart pair,
drawing in bliss mists, without use of force.

In timeless time our false self falls away,
upon which we see God’s light, clear as day.

Zen mode

rotating polarities totally 
we become formless awareness 
wherefrom we observe the body-mind
intrigued at how this organic form responds
to the pulse of duality wherein it is here immersed
so we cajole its hypnotised consciousness to wake up
recognising that its temporary aliveness is borrowed from God
and so with this contemplation we merge both aspects
the one with form as also the one that is unbound 
that a bliss energised stillness reverberates
fixating focus on this renewal continual 
at play within the body apparatus
which for now we do ensoul

Decayed

“This world is but thought and thoughts fade away ~
Eternal is God’s love, that’s here to stay”
            ~ quote by poet 


Alive here on earth, what we know is this
What is born, will die, suffering decay
Though fleeting are moments of happiness 
We hope one day bliss will be here to stay

Mind tells us we’re here for a short sojourn
But heart assures there’s more to us than this 
Ceasing doubting, our soul befriends silence
In timeless time we’re drenched in mists of bliss

Yes, body decays and so does our mind
Yet it’s but the vehicle we ensoul
Oh worthy hermit, we are living light
Made in God’s image, as scriptures extol

Awake! Arise! That that dies, never was
We’re here but to live, learn and smile awhile
To share God’s love and light and so ascend
Ambling along with joy, mile after mile

Bilocating consciousness, truth is known
Birth, decay and death is an illusion
Likening earth life as a lucid dream
Awakened soul is free from delusion

Thought of the Day

how may times do we have to remind ~
we ensoul form but are not body-mind

I Am

Reborn each morn around dawn,
hum of awareness purring,
essence of presence, joyous and aglow,
suffused with bliss, feels alive and complete,
having not yet stirred in duality.
It is here, in the bardo,
whence poised in the vibrant void,
hemmed in not by thought and our senses five,
our bliss drenched soul feels whole, feeling no lack,
one with life’s flow thus, in staid stillness slow.
Fulcrum of our consciousness 
stands outside both space and time
and it is from here we choose to descend
into the earth vessel which we ensoul,
to ink our aura with the hues of love.
As we so wake up from sleep,
relinquishing not heart’s bliss,
we may, if we choose, hold thought forms at bay
the whole day, holding steady the bliss flame,
transfixed in the scent, for our soul’s ascent.
In timeless time, we transmute
as living light, with God one.

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