Insentient Poems

Spiritual Heart

light of Self crystallised
is resident within body
obvious, we may observe 
but where is it hidden
mirroring the light of God

the radiance is omnipresent 
enlivening each body cell
yet we may discern the source
throbbing slightly right in our chest
conjoined with heart on the left

it matters not if we be insentient 
to the source of soul’s radiance
yet it does help if we be self-aware
of our eternal nature of being
suffused with love, light and bliss

Awake weary pilgrim

How can we see, if we be blind
to touch of God, loving and kind,
for though He seeks to set us free,
if we be blind, how can we see?

Mind of our soul, within heart sleeps,
insentient to love’s bliss beeps,
so we must awake, to feel whole;
within heart sleeps, mind of our soul.

God’s light within, our ego veils,
incessantly presence assails
and as we sink deeper in sin,
our ego veils, God’s light within.

Our ego dies when thoughts recede
and with love as our sturdy steed,
our consciousness reaches new highs;
when thoughts recede, our ego dies.

In timeless time, we merge with God,
ocean of love that leaves us awed
and as we so heavenward climb,
we merge with God in timeless time.

Recognition

Compassion sees souls bound to their mind tree,
insentient to touch of love’s moonbeam
and if it could, it would, set them now free
but cannot, so does not, as they so dream.

God’s breath that keeps organic dust alive,
waits for love within mankind to awake,
by partaking nectar from heart’s bliss hive,
ours for asking, when ego we forsake.

Recognising God’s light glows deep within
all forms, we clearly see we are all one,
so lighting the lamp of love, we begin,
relinquishing desires, coming undone.

Wake up oh hermit, we have slept too long ~
Let’s rise together, taking all along

Hush the blush

To state the truth stark,
heart’s insentient to love,
so my soul lives in the dark.

No matter my love,
relinquishing thought flow crutch,
feel God’s grace within by touch.

Musical Souls

Words
neat
quiet
mutinous
never go silent.
Words overflow the mind and turn 
insentient paper into realms of melodies.
Black and white paper become pianos of unvoiced dreams that summon musical souls.

Anacreontic Couplets - Recognition

Unaware of who we are,
it’s clear we’ve drifted afar,
insentient to God’s light,
glowing within, day and night.
To this end, our will we bend,
that in silence, we ascend,
simply melding head with heart,
feeling bliss ignition start.
Ego dies, we become wise,
truth of Self then realise,
dancing with love cheek to cheek,
that we are he, who we seek.

We are he who we seek

As the breath of God vitalised inert matter,
dust thus animated, began to dance,
enabled by bliss magnetism,
suffusing feeble form.

One that became two, feeling separate from source,
looked in within, beholding head and heart,
conjoined and yet standing apart,
insentient to love.

Essence of presence, being but the breath of God,
continued to radiate love and light,
even though the ego thwarted,
its amorous advance.

Although love for love pines, it yet employs no force,
so remains gentle but yet persistent,
waiting for the soul to awake,
from stuporous slumber.

In time, Schumann’s resonance, by the breath of God,
raises frequency of earth elements,
whereupon with heart receptive,
soul’s eye becomes single.

Moment by moment, all moments in time entwined,
all entities but seek to find themselves,
which is living light eternal,
made in image of God.

Zen Mode

if we see not space flicker
revealing the light supreme

if we smell not sublime fragrance 
that osmotically penetrates space 

if the hear not music of the spheres 
causing the transcendent to be immanent 

if we taste not soma nectar dripping within
transmuting each cell of feeble form

if we are attuned not to bliss magnetism 
touching, grazing, caressing organic body

if our totality of being insentient to all these
are we not then merely a dead man walking

Wildflower

I exist bound by you
like wildflowers planted pitilessly in dry soil
that plunder and devour the strength of my seeds

My stem grows pallid
My petals scentless and uninspiring
My roots withering in arid dust 
strangled by weeds of apathy

Parched in the blight of callous care
Squandered in winds of insentient lies
That snare fire like fugitive arsons 
Burning me with insensitivity to shrivel and sicken
As you beget your vanity with the strength
Of the Sun’s scalding degrees

So scarce the waters of your compassion
that scarcely feed my soul
I stand naked, bare and weak
in the barren home inside your pain

I cling harder to grip
As I wither in the dust of lonely casualty
Strangled and forfeited 
 
I slowly die clenched in your fist of willful despair
trembling from your demise
As my unseeing love yields the compromise

May 24, 2023

Brian Strand Premier No. 1219 Poetry Contest

If Only I Could

I would, if I could, plant a seed
A spark of joy that love may lead
But cold hearts sing not in chorus
Whispers of soul, they're yet to heed

How may I make your heart porous
Peering through the eye of Horus
I see your soul, as yet asleep
Dormant still, is your heart’s torus

I would, if I could, take the leap
Enter your subconscious mind deep
That our hearts be not asunder
Bliss in permanence, ours to keep

Head over heart, a big blunder
Insentient to bliss thunder
Humming within by day and night
Rapture unbound, divine wonder

I would, if I could, use God's might
To set between us, all things right
But for now, methinks I must wait
Till you garner spherical sight

28-March-2023
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This or That, Vol 17 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh

Stop It

the cacophony 
of self-importance
has deadened our soul
making it insentient
to bliss humming
within our heart

31-January-2023

Imagined Soul Ascent

Imagined soul ascent,
an egoic delusion,
for when we are tested,
we sink in the quicksand,
finding ourselves bested.

Imagined soul ascent,
conceals hidden desire
to become what we’re not,
being yet stuporous,
in grooves of habit caught.

Imagined soul ascent,
negates here now this-ness
of consciousness status,
waiting for divine grace,
to heal our hiatus.

Imagined soul ascent,
as yearning of our heart,
signals we’re yet in mind,
insentient to bliss,
to reality blind.

25-June-2022

Dead Man Walking

Unconscious minds, perpetrators of pain,
oblivious to karma they accrue,
continue their feral sadism insane,
until grazed by the magnetic bliss dew;
then love enabled ~ destiny soul drew.
We are insentient to inner light,
being what we are, aglow day and night,
for free will’s chosen not path of wellness,
falling from grace, yet feeling not contrite,
shrouding luminescence of blissfulness.

22-April-2022

When the Flame Flickers

Heart contractions, a wake up call
Moments when we fail to stand tall
It almost seems we’re in a dream
Blockaded by a mere thought wall

Fears and desires, that inwards stream
Hollow, shallow, ego spawned scheme
Void-centric joyous soul’s immune
To imagined fears, that so beam

When with pulse of love we’re in tune
To throbs of bliss our heart does swoon
Outcomes any, we are tranquil 
Radiant thus like yonder moon

Healed by God’s light, voids within fill
Feel soma nectar overspill
Mind-body’s but an instrument
In surrender to divine will

Whenever we be discontent 
Insentient to bliss current
Know that ego’s up to it’s tricks
Blocking soul’s light effervescent 

01-April-2022

Darkness To Light

darkness
delusion, insentient
fearing, craving, contracting
ignorance, tamas, wisdom, sattva
embracing, healing, flowing
spatial, luminous
light

04-May-2021

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