“where is the fulcrum of fear or desire
which nuance of love sets our heart afire”
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Who is the enjoyer of our pleasure
Which aspect within us, feels suffering
Where resides our ego, as the doer
Hidden is fulcrum of joy uplifting
These questions as old as the universe
Mind, in limited form, has no answer
Spiralling about, singing its own verse
Delusion consuming us like cancer
Let us then ask the genie of the lamp
As to how we may ascertain the truth
At which point does a flowing river camp
Void of breath exchange reveals truth forsooth
Mind body instrument but a sensor
Soul formless, is the experiencer
15-December-2020
fiery zest for life
of the experiencer
centred in the void
28-November-2020
Both at the beginning of a sneeze
As also the end when we are at ease
Are moments poignant
Wherein disappears our identity element
In both fear & desire
Which has us afire
We vaporise in the continuum
Devoid of ego residuum
Who is the experiencer
Who does savour
Each life flavour
Go there!
13-October-2020
Moment to moment reborn
with memory imagery shorn
in as much as we can manage
residual pain within assuage
Mere recognition not the end
unless at the core ego bends
love aligned devoid of tremor
reflecting all rainbow colours
Thus the continuum timeless
its beauteous renewal endless
as both experiencer & conjurer
celebrate each throb in wonder
12-September-2020
Who is the doer
Or non-doer
When a God alone is the mover
We are at best a cogniser
An experiencer
As layers of ego we uncover
If distilling attention be a doing
So then is quietude prioritising
Even the breath we are breathing
Also not quite a happening
For it too is varying
With our attention fluctuating ...
Surrender too requiring a surrenderer
Who within is the astonished wonderer
Upon the pathless path the wanderer ...
Where lies the fulcrum of the cogniser
What makes unique dreams of each dreamer
Why use discrimination manifesting a thinker
The truth discerned in contemplation
Is that moment to moment every resonation
Requires alignment with chosen vibration
Ah! Choosing requires a chooser
Thus resurfaces again the doer
Or is it non-doer?
17-August-2020
As we embrace-hold-release
Rotating polarities with ease
Disappearing by vaporising
Again playfully materialising
By choiceless choice
Following our inner voice
Reflecting empathetic behaviour
Yet no crusader and nobody’s saviour
Living illusion as reality
Yet determining not any finality
There being no doer
Who may act as a chooser
Heightened ecstasy internal
Stillness in movement external
Our flowing renewal
Continual
Even as Divine does form magnetise
Each moment a delightful surprise
Being to become the very bliss rapture
Looking now at form as a caricature
And yet lest we forget
Such conclusions too are suspect
Any conclusion we make a limitation
Interrupting our flowing meditation
Our presence as the void in any field
As gentle power Love alone does wield
Is regeneration of The Love vibration
Outpouring impulsively without cessation
Felt within by us as the experiencer
Without blockage by any interpreter
No judger or seeker or doer
We are the immaculate viewer
Our innate divinity the awareness fulcrum
Witnessing movement of the maya pendulum
Such is the flow of dynamic stillness
Cognised & imbibed by each in aloneness