This darkness holds no fear;
within it dwell beauty and candor.
Its vastness each night sings like a canary,
with empty space strumming its solo guitar.
Daytime is full of lies and pretense,
but the darkness of each night
brings peace and tranquility,
and speaks in words of absolute silence.
It is dotted with the glow of stars,
and brushed by the moon’s soft light,
to restore the colors once stolen
by brightness that gives light but steals hue.
In the beauty of darkness dwell shadows—
they drag the feet of imagination
into a realm that starts with indifference
and ends in silent inference—
never a foe to anything moving or stilled in clay.
If you doubt how beauty sleeps,
look up into the night sky.
You’ll see it in its pajamas,
its nakedness wrapped in drapings,
its heavy snores piercing the stillness of night.
Yet the beauty of darkness
is seen only by a still mind
anchored in a steel gut—
where fear lies slain in cold blood,
and gold glitters in bold glare.
That is what makes darkness glow.
“Just as the objects seen in our dreams are found, when we awake, to be insubstantial, so our waking perceptions are likewise unreal—a matter of inference only.”
~ extract from ‘The Holy Science’
Being the dreamer and the dreamed,
how may we in the dream awake
as long as thought spirals are streamed?
Let’s make our mind calm like a lake!
With thoughts rested, poised in the void,
we as awareness self-aware,
reclaim light of Self unalloyed,
whence ego cravings we outstare.
Thought cessation is then the way,
for us to see and recognise
our true essence as clear as day,
beheld only when ego dies.
Let’s be with love and light aligned ~
We’re living light, not body-mind
Advertisement adversity
Advertising of language
Incident of speech
A dissuasive measures rebuttal
The science of polemic draw
From no veering elsewheres
Sound of water as naked leaf
Enclosed is the burden of purchase
Not without
Pitching fluent
Campaign for after
Elect as fervor in demeanor
Subversive literatures metre
Some with the gumption
who continually
jump to assumptions
and with no allusions
always arrive
at wrong conclusions
board the wrong train
again and again
and in total frustration
never alight
at the right station
off-track inference prevails
their train of thought
is off the rails
it's repetitive inanity
there's a word for that
it's called 'insanity'
and let's not forget those
excuse me for speaking
while you're interrupting
(he did mutter)
compelled to complete
every sentence I utter
The word itself is a wall
made of windows
and broken frames.
Mind moves over
a seascape, builds bridges
between the waves.
Now you are doing it,
that thing,
creating vineyards
with buckets of sand.
The script, the writing,
it is a harvest sown
by a form yet unborn.
It means nothing,
yet nevertheless
wine pours
then all antecedence,
all inference
returns to scratches
upon a cooling mud
and it is that mud,
the mud on your hands
that speaks.
“discarding narrow thought flow crutch
we learn directly by soft touch
and what we garner we relay
to the vast void in childlike play
entwined thus with the universe
we dance without need to rehearse"
some innate abilities show
unconsciously these flow
only if we can give them more room
for them to further bloom
they seek for the light
all that hide in the night
we strive to make a difference
from this, we make an inference
that determines the impact made
and the sacrifice paid
as we push upwards still
it’s hope that will take us up the hill
March 4, 2024.
Rivers flow as the Milky Way
Broken clouds, the rain pouring down from skies
Stop protecting your opinions
Occasionally we are punished
for something we have never done
Obvious discrimination without a filter
nothing is excluded
Wandering through many hundreds of hymns
as tides that sweep through pulsating veins
The wise person does not associate with liars
Disappointments will perhaps diminish over time
obviously an ignorant inference
No one dreams,
if the eye never sleeps
The depth of the feeling
continued in the rainy weather
"You giving me renewness, I was in hell of a mess. Now I am turned around to Glory. I'm in heaven and I'm blessed configurated constipated soul my heart, was hard now I'm pure gold. I am chasen I'm chosen I'm rebirth, I'm Reborn consecrated Soul related Blessed Assurance. So inference I am silver I am Glory photo picture perfect elegant I am. Reverence I am a child of the king portion energy I so matter I am not of dust I am of energy matter pungent. Glory role I am the embodiment of my soul I live on forever forever more... Embodiment Energy Embody Soul "
1/17/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2024
Silver lining happiness
though there
not often seen
In many shades of inference
ignoring red
and green
Slight handed and implicit
though felt
still out of view
Beneath the veil resplendent
and known …
to only you
(Haverford College: September, 2023)
Let’s take a summer walk,
Meditate and talk,
Everything is bright and clear,
Butterflies emerge from their lair.
Let's bask in this sweet ambience,
Take away the odd inference,
The meadow is under heaven's kiss,
Should we, this beauty miss?
Let’s allow beauty to pervade our room,
Dispel the overcast gloom,
Out the window, the birds reach for the sky,
Under the sun, they gladly fly.
Let’s add warm hues to Dawn’s portrait,
Blot out rancour and hate,
Let’s stay in each other's embrace,
Come away from sombre ways.
Perceptions, like tender sun rays, swiftly peep in,
With inference as sharp as the prick of a pin;
Comparison, like a physical balance, weighs,
With the sound of assertion, awareness does blaze...!
Like a light that illumines the properties, dense,
Permeates the cognitive conscious common sense;
Steering the mind, senses, breath, and each emotion,
Physique-psyche oneness becomes the life notion...!
As the consciousness, that springs from unconsciousness,
Undergoes the process of pre-consciousness;
Awareness from self turns to the universal,
As leaves of fall form communion at dispersal...!
Openness leads to awareness, the Bible says,
Awareness leads thoughts, words, and deeds in divine ways;
Knowledge of self directs to the knowledge of God,
Halal that's done in awareness, Islam does laud...!
Conscious stillness in silent equilibrium,
Sweeps away, from within, mental delirium;
Harmlessness to self and other creatures creeps in,
When conscious awareness, in rhythm, minds entwine...!
19 January 2023
Source of our awareness Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker
Lack of insistence, not indifference ~
To God reverence, the right inference
21-December-2022
A team does make a difference,
When all work together with a goal.
An effort of true inference.
Of Fair Judging we expect and know.
Always contributing behind the scenes.
Their efforts unnoticed to us all.
In winning Poems that joy brings.
Sadly we forget to thank Y'all.
I want to say it from all of us.
That we appreciate all you do.
You have won our Trust in judging.
Thank you again Team Poetry Soup.
Michael Tor
To all my poet friends
taking a little break
of posting and commenting.
Thank you all for understanding.
Our body is a tinderbox
Yes it is and high time we know
But to feel the flame, first detox
Gentling thought in staid stillness slow
Heart's fire within is love and light
Christ consciousness veiled by ego
To feel full force of bliss delight
Fears and desires, we must let go
Cause of suffering, ignorance
Mistaken that we're body-mind
This erroneous inference
Is why we flounder about blind
From thoughts when we secure release
All that remains is tranquil calm
Rid at last of desire’s disease
We're engulfed by love’s healing balm
Thus not doing but undoing
Is the way to ignite rapture
Thunder that keeps on renewing
Ecstasy mind cannot capture
It's all within, weary hermit
But to feel the flame, first detox
Bliss beats take soul to the summit
Our body is a tinderbox
18-October-2022
This or That, Vol 14 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
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There is - A Black Cat in A Dark Room
Nobody- But has seen this elusive cat
To answer - Lurking fear; apprehension
How cat may Attack; who when where
Say experts: Cat is most dangerous
A Potential: Killer is striking terror
Postulates: Caged in theories
Prayers: Are not working
Many; A………………..””. Theories afloat
Fear: grips All but no Inference met
Doubt: not News Not A shred..
Haunts: You May Dreadfully rest
Escape: None Ask you can not
Obey now: you are… Ruled and owned
Where to whom: >> Killer feline ravages
None dare open the Room for own safety
Existence of room kept Obviously one secreT
Ominous Uncertainties Over mutant ABCD-R
A new syndrome has Merited; is insidious. A
Variant ABCD-R: A Black Cat in A Dark Room. U
Are mandatorily advised to maintain DecoruM
Quietly Festering in A Corner of Mind is- TRAUMA
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