I swung my mini fridge door wide
Revealing tiny porridge pops and coke
They puddled the shelfs dripping down,
Sticky little oats and fructose
The mess muddied my socks
Soaking my bow and sole
Like a beach of sweaty skittles
Carried by the melting rocks
I raised my knee to my shoulder
To watch sludge fall and splat
Ingraining my mess in the carpet
Compelling my toes to stretch
Categories:
ingraining, food, symbolism, word play,
Form: Rhyme
Search
for truth,
joy suffused,
as an aspect
of our aliveness,
aglow in permanence,
is indeed a worthy goal,
raising vibrations of our soul,
ingraining within us, higher wisdom,
by melding with the divine love current.
Then thus, our lower mind must disappear,
making room within for love to grow,
transmuting our mind-body form,
in alignment with Gods will,
that our true life purpose
may begin, here now,
to shine forth light
as God wills,
here on
earth.
30-August-2021
Categories:
ingraining, god, love, spiritual,
Form: Etheree
Awaking from sleep
We found ourselves here
For no reason at all
Grinning from ear to ear
Our joy was short-lived
As analytical mind took over
Encasing us in a cloud of dust
Stifling our hearts playful caper
Lethargy anchoring us in a comfort zone
Confining attention in a narrow domain
We soon became insentient to throb of love
Ingraining habits leaving our soul stained
Upon reaching the point of exhaustion
We chose cessation, nestled in silence
Therein, astonished at feeling magnetism
Teleporting us to bliss transcendence
Such dear friends, is the world within
A journey without linear movement
Wherein rapture of thunderous bliss ignition
Envelopes us in a sea of tranquil contentment
25-April-2021
Categories:
ingraining, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
The moment we realise
Divine aligned we are wise
It is the play in illusion
That binds us in delusion
What then the purpose
Of this circus
If consequences known
Of seeds sown
We would never err
No ego cravings would stir
With heaven on earth
Ever bubbling in mirth
We would be ever free
In our moment to moment entrée
Apparently method in this madness
Is to become one with oneness
Not by reason but by instinct
That love be the only precinct
Which we roam awake or asleep
For which realisation must sink in deep
By direct experience & assimilation
The throb of love our reflex orientation
Thus ingraining the truth by feeling all our doing
We become love enabled to the core of our being
19-August-2020
Categories:
ingraining, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
wheat at its finest.
long before the cut of blade
and grinding of teeth –
it sings through clear wind –
rolling waves, soft in their hush
raising old ones souls,
ingraining lifetimes
upon the wanderer’s skin –
raising hairs on necks –
recognizing sound
as it is meant to be heard –
wheat is heeded wind.
always, wheat whispers
hush…(the heart of prairie grass)
through the mouth of wind.
Categories:
ingraining, love, native american, nature,
Form: Choka