My divided mind
Comes from one
That casts innocence on cruelty
Taking two steps for every one
This interconnected world
I used to navigate
Was held together by ignorance
In the form of my belief
Fate was always there
It was handed months ago
By word of caged angels
I stare at it now
Shaped like a timeless ticket in my hands
I pocket it and forget
Just like I did when it was first given
But I will stare at it again
Oh fated ticket that was gifted all along
I wish you weren’t mine
But you’ve been bought and given
And i think
it’s too late now
A man once brazenly rejected
The fact that we’re all interconnected
He sat by himself counting his wealth
But it cost him his spiritual health.
Separation from the other
Caused him to attack his brother
Nurturing his own vanity
Led to a path of insanity.
Of flesh and blood we are all born
Surely as the sun rises each morn
An earth-life is an opportunity to learn
And upon death to the creator we all return.
How we are is not how we need be
It’s up to us if we truly wish to see
That a mentally of division must be rejected
For we are all truly interconnected.
The Big Bang sound vibrates in the universal core,
pulsates in harmony with the concerto of the creator.
The elements of His presence is ingrained in our souls,
interconnected by the common threads of awareness.
Everything crafted drifts in the stream of continuum
that cascades with the music of love in our hearts.
By one universal melodic chord we all are bound,
from one cosmic harp all the prime rhythms ripple.
The heavenly infinite network of unique oneness
encrypts the unifying divine algorithm of our being.
Suffused with unbound flash of the godly galaxy
our souls perceive the universal acuity of divinity.
As the karmic design aligns with the absolute
the pristine petals of the awakened souls unfurl,
blossoming the heavenly flower of love.
In its fragrance floats the grandeur of His grace.
In the sacred sanctum of timeless tranquility,
embraced by the seamless sky of His benevolence,
the liberated souls merge with the devout wholeness,
flies free impelled by the effervescence of salvation.
Know that consciousness is a single weave
and as such we’re all interconnected,
so by healing wounds of earth souls who grieve,
we are but doing as God directed,
that His light be everywhere reflected.
Recognising this truth, as we hold hands,
the light of our Self within, understands.
take any attribute of body-mind
discern its support, abode and essence
whence if we go deep enough, we will find
God’s presence in us as its quintessence
interconnected is all existence
wherein we too are a part of the whole
there never is from God any distance
irrespective of our ordained life role
to be as mindful as we are able
in stillness our vision pierces the veil
steadying resolve, flame of heart stable
one with oneness, in the void we set sail
breaking free from the cage of space and time ~
all that that then remains is bliss beat’s chime
who is he who looks through our eyes
fuelling thoughts that glow in mind
consciousness which as our heart sighs
this is the source we need to find
the source is in heart detected
subtle and imperceptible
we are all interconnected
each to each is susceptible
as a spark entwined with the whole
we have a duty to perform
to illumine space is our goal
conjuring in it a bliss storm
Life is inherently challenging
Emotional memories,
leave deep traces
Unpleasant sensations,
from the past
A pre-existing element
of everyday life
An interconnected web of
experiences and events
Overwhelmed by emotions
It should never have happened
Unprepared,
for future ruminations
Can't control everything
There is no escape
Inevitable,
getting rid of the memories
- Ongoing,
twenty-four hours a day
With unexpected stressors
and challenges
Each of us
carries an imprint every day
Chained in memories,
will I ever be free ?
Temptation
Foundation.
In such a fluid interconnected world, are long-term relationships dwindling in numbers?
Is temptation saturating society, and creating an influx of such communications, subtly asking for a second chance?
The Email to Monique
Whenever I think of you,
I always feel a familiar calling
A soft echo which rhythmically whispers before morning
I can still feel you
And it carries such magnificent tales of us slipping and sliding
Entwined together spiritually
As a new world was dawning
But like all things borne into the bright lights
There are things lurking in the night
Things we failed to see
To pray against and fight
And so now we both live alone
Me in bondage to time and memories
And you
A sentinel in the in-between spaces
Who I still see
A serene face reflected in random windows
“Perdóname mi amor
La oscuridad vino por mi
Y en ese único momento
Olvidé tu nombre"
(C) Copyright John Duffy
Translation:
Forgive me my love
The darkness came for me
And in that one moment
I forgot your name
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Silently waiting
Silently waiting
Waiting in the rain
Waiting for the rain to stop
Waiting for the sun to come back out
My sun never came back out
The clouds just became Grey
The sky became gloomy
In just a moments time
Could it because the sun was Waiting on its rainbow ?
All the while the rainbow was Waiting for its sun.
How can they exist without the other?
Maybe one day sun will realize it has to shine after the storm to bring the rainbow back again.
For beauty exist in all there is.
one with oneness
all there then is
is bliss energised calm
we are love and light
a step distant, polarised
yet interconnected
tweets of love are emoted
attention oscillations begin
what is there to be said
of separation and ignorance
where feral lust dominates
darkness shrouds darkness
On the loom of existence, our saga unfolds,
Lives woven in controversy; a story is told.
A symphony of chaos, a dance of extremes,
A canvas painted with a myriad of dreams.
In life’s maze of choices, dim paths appear,
Paved with right and wrongs, joy and tears.
Interconnected like vines in a garden of fate,
In a delicate balance, a real precarious state.
The whispers of opinions, their clamors aloud,
Of “friendly advice” from a supportive crowd?
Steal my thunder, and firebolts spark debate,
Thru storms of perspectives, a way I’ll make.
Moral compasses spinning, destiny is unsure,
In the vast ocean of beliefs, tsunamis obscure.
Truth through a prism, is fractured and bright,
The kaleidoscope of day and unvarying nights.
Controversy will bloom like roses in the spring,
Prickly thorns on stems, each one with a sting.
Yet, within the turmoil, life’s lessons are sown,
A chance for true growth, and wisdom to own.
So, let’s embrace the paradox and duality of life,
Navigate the joyfulness, the troubles, and strife.
On the loom wheel of life’s controversy, is space,
For threads of understanding woven with grace.
Chains are only as strong as the weakest link. We are all connected.
Chains
By Michelle Morris
16/10/2020
Chains have links
Interconnected to be stronger;
Chains can be broken
When links weaken over trauma...
Society has links
From family to friends,
Breaking everywhere
By souls hurting without amends...
A chain of any kind is as strong
As its weakest link,
And can only survive when of one
Another we do think...
Strength of character, integrity,
Compassion and kindness
Is the best we can wish for
The chains that eternally bind us...
© Michelle Morris, 2020
Beyond the Family Within
Immanent is the kernel of consciousness
embedded within every living thing
no matter how big or small is the creature.
It is this spooky common disconnectedness
that allows the spark of entanglement
to trigger an emotional response
to and fro from all living things.
It is from the within of all things
interconnected, that the transcendent spirit begins
to grow beyond the sum of the parts via an evolving inheritance.
Transcendental immanency is the whisper of leaves in the breeze
It is the murmur of waves lapping in the seas,
It is the eyes matching-making with glints that please
It is the warmth of shared smile that both emulators sees
It is entanglement, the spooky spiritual links that appease,
join, bind and interconnect all living things
into a family within, immanent and transcendent.
Contemplating
By Michelle Morris
15/10/2020
Contemplating the infinity of the universe
Making earth and her problems seem so small
Sitting as a speck of life within darkness
Wondering if God knows I'm here at all
Contemplating the finite life of a human
Analogous to a faraway dying star
We both shine for a brief moment
In the history of the universe so vast
Contemplating the interconnected nature of
Those strings between us and everything
The synergy and serendipity shaping destinies
Across lifetimes and galaxies of cosmic beings
© Michelle Morris, 2020
beneath and above
Intertwined, interconnected, and one
In this moment, in this place,
The world is just begun.
The sound of waves, the seagulls' cry,
The salty air, the sand that's dry,
The sun's bright rays, the endless sky--
All compose this seaside high.
Feet on rock, chair held high,
The body still, the mind awry,
Listening to the sea's sweet sigh,
Tranquil, under the sun's bright eye.
And as the wind picks up its speed,
The hair now tossed, the eyes that read,
The tales of nature, the life exceed,
The heart of man, through time and deed.
Beneath the waves, a world unknown,
A universe of life that's grown,
The sounds that echo, a glorious tone--
The life that thrives, yet rarely shown.
So let us bask in this moment's bliss,
The life that is, the life that's missed,
The beauty of nature, the world we kiss,
A memory forever, in hearts that persist.
Feet on rock, chair held high,
The soul that's free, the mind that's spry,
The ocean's embrace, we never deny,
This moment, our paradise nigh.
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