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Zen mode

empathy transmutes
into love agape
effervescence of a rose
is our soul’s face

breath renews
heart’s bliss flame
in mists gentle
we fulfil our life’s aim

Zen mode

when our ego thins out, God takes control
which reworded means that boundaries blur
as we become the flame scriptures extol
nodes within stir and with bliss beats concur 

there is no earth goal we need to fulfil
each breath ushers dawn as life just flows on
bliss exhumes last traces of egoic will
that here and now we become the twice born

A leaf falls

a dry leaf fell, consigned to dust
it knew life flows on as it must
it had no desires to fulfil
ways of God it hand learnt to trust

having fully surrendered will
easy was soul’s ascent uphill
being from dark desires unchained
heart was at peace, blissful and still

another leaf fell, its soul stained
detachment in heart, not ingrained
desire caused it to be reborn
that it may be slowly retrained

oh hermit, unless ego’s shorn
we ourselves subject soul to scorn
knowing not light of God within
heeding not call of love’s bliss horn

Well, Maybe If I Have To -

Well, Maybe If I Have To….

I Won't Eat Humans Either
My Diet's Incomplete!
Of Course That's Not
Resourceful, Though…

With All That Wasted
           Meat!

Just Stay Yummy
Until My Tummy
Demands A Little More…
It's Not A Race
For Bloody Tasting
Fleshy From The Store.

Huddled In An Ice Age Cave,
I May Fulfil Your Wish…
With Nothing Butt You
Left To Eat…

You'd Be My 
Favorite Dish.

-Gray Squirrel
07-20-2025

Recognition

Each body cell is a part of our form
and has no independent existence,
enlivened by heart wherefrom flows blood warm,
health ensured if there be no resistance.

The universe is the body of God
and all that’s manifest, is breathed by Him,
wherein simply by giving love our nod,
rapture rises as our soul sings a hymn.

We are the drop and we are the ocean
but to become the whole, we must let go,
slowing down thought flow, gentling commotion,
that truth of our true Self we get to know.

Know that as we each fulfil our life role,
we are inseparable from the whole.

Peaceful shadows

Take my heart and walk with me,
through peaceful dreams of passion's grace.
Let us walk through the nightly shadows,
where love does shine within the night.

We see the wonders of the velvet dark,
when Luna caresses it gently.
We find what we shall find in the peaceful shadows,
as we hold each other tenderly.

Love ever sings within Luna's night,
two hearts touching in tender grace.
Two hearts beat a joyful symphony,
as our temples join in passionate peace.

Let us walk through Heaven's infinity,
passion and desire filling the night.
Through the midst of God's timeless sea,
we shall walk into love's eternity.

There we shall fulfil our every desire,
our passions aflame in love's crimson glare.
our desires are alight as love does flow,
as our temples join in the peaceful shadows.

The prismatic self

“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.

SECURITY MAN AND IDENTITY CARDS

My name is Chikwela poet,
I will speak about Laulent,
Not a Bandari college president,
The security man in the gate.

I like how he invest,
Students to wear their identity,
Seems like they have forgot,
To him I have appreciate.

Since bandari I have start,
Only him he has react,
Even Bacoso how they conduct,
He has fulfil the right.

Students keep it in the pocket,
Not wearing in the neck,
After finishing to be inspected,
Weared only in the test.

In how he have operate,
He have done something different,
Which other couldn't aspect,
Good way he has select.

SECURITY MAN OF THE GATE

My name is Chikwela poet,
I will speak about Laulent,
Not a Bandari college president,
The security man in the gate.

I like how he invest,
Students to wear their identity,
Seems like they have forgot,
To him I have appreciate.

Since bandari I have start,
Only him he has react,
Even Bacoso how they conduct,
He has fulfil the right.

Students keep it in the pocket,
Not wearing in the neck,
After finishing to be inspected,
Weared only in the test.

In how he have operate,
He have done something different,
Which other couldn't aspect,
Good way he has select.

Ambrosia Upon the Tongue

Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself."
                                              ~ Khalil Gibran

If words of my fortune cookie were by Confucius written,
he must have been deeply in love and completely smitten
to know the taste of it is as sweet as pollen to the bees
and as beautiful as Springtime buds blooming on trees.

Each happy tear that falls is ambrosia upon my tongue
The suckle of his lips is worthy of a love song to be sung
Honeyed kisses, more succulent than a flower's nectar
and I am the fortunate one for being his chosen collector.

The good fortune in life is beyond all means of measure
As a musician's inspiration brings him a source of pleasure,
so does the heart find its nourishment in the revelation
that passion is the drink that fills love's need for libation.

Fruit of the vine is not the only choice in which lovers imbibe.
The taste of honeyed kisses is the ale that I would prescribe.

A Butterflys Lament

Why do you see only the frailty of my wings
Why are you mesmerized by my beauty
Intrigued by the intricacy of my colors
Dazzled by my aerial antics

Do you not see my strengths
My passions, 
The urgency of my being
The immediacy of my purpose

Let me kiss the flowers for you
Ride the gentle breezes of your hearts
Tease the paws of frantic kittens
Alight upon the fancy of a child

Share with me the beauty of a moment
Fulfil the prophesy of the “Butterfly Effect”
By accepting the challenge
Let us become…cause

The Empire Strikes Back

Mercy is granted because GOD the FATHER is LOVE
He cares, and HE is LONG-SUFFERING
However, you must know
When it is time for our LORD to act
We know that HE will—that is a fact

The Empire Strikes Back
The magnitude of the Lord’s fire should never be forgotten
God gave His only begotten Son, Jesus, the Holy One

The fall of man could not stop the Lord's purpose
The call for justice brought the Glory of the Kingdom
The story of salvation declares the Power of the Blood of Jesus
Man can now be forgiven if he accepts the plan of salvation and
He can once again receive the Holy Spirit

An oxymoron declares the Glory of the Lord
Our enemy thought that he would win on that day
But the book of Genesis declared that our enemy would lose

Jesus died on the Cross; Jesus won on the Cross
He rose from the dead; Jesus lives forevermore
The empire strikes back, and now man is on track
He can fulfil the Lord's purpose and glorify God on earth

Jesus died on the Cross; Jesus won on the Cross
The Cross is victorious; This is glorious

The empire strikes back!

Mark Frank

Copyright 2025

Interview with a fetus

she wished to know
so taking her permission
I peeped deep into her womb
to have a conversation
with a foetus therein

what I saw 
with my soul’s eye
was God’s spark as light
in the innermost cave 
glowing as all heart

we spoke for a while
in as our souls entwined
mirroring the one light of God in all
sheathed in the foetus’s heart
as source of life itself

Self dwells in singularity 
loosely portrayed as heaven 
it chooses to experience duality 
so takes birth as organic form
to learn to love by touch

with God as the core
the only true substance 
by His will new life develops
to fulfil His will on earth
as it is in heaven

Zen mode

recognising limitations of body-mind
the vessel allotted for earth life
we make do with the vehicle
remaining always bliss rife

our true Self is love and light
cognised directly by eye of soul
we let not this dream life impact us
as we cheerfully fulfil our ordained role

Wonderful Horizons

The beauty of the horizon, such vivid and curved shapes
Wonderful eyes looking down deeply into my soul
The gentle strokes of sunlight mirror a reflection back to mine
Disciplined and resolute with classic reactions for her time
Versed Karma of a destiny to fulfil  
Our paths cross at the right
A moment to wonderful horizons

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