Love Jueju Poems

Waking, dreaming and deep sleep,
offer a consciousness leap,
if we be therein awake,
focus firm, calm like a lake.

In staid stillness choose to meld,
with space between objects...

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for its heavenward ascent 
each God-spark seeks love’s consent 
first employing mind’s thought crutch
until it can learn by touch

spirit, a fire, grazes air
with all elements...

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Who pens the words we express,
displaying state of undress,
of pure heart’s childlike intent,
in vibrational descent?

From the tranquil stillness point,
the light of Self does anoint,
our pulsating,...

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We dwell in this body-mind, 
which then grips us in its bind,
that bemused by senses five,
in truth we’re scarcely alive.

We wish to heavenward climb
but are...

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Having been, seen and so known
light of Self, we now atone,
by fixating attention
on God, for soul’s ascension.

We know we’re not body-mind,
so we’ve left all fears...

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Composing a hymn, a verse,
I swallowed the universe,
freezing the frame, as it were,
where nothing at all could stir.

In time stretched stillness thus poised,
no longer by...

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Metaphors are of no use;
symbols but offer excuse,
attempting to cage the breeze,
putting our mind in deep freeze.

The thought of love is not love,
head and heart...

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all knowing God-mind
heart loving and kind
ours for the asking
whilst in bliss basking

there’s a catch of course
love employs no force
to ignite form prism
draw in magnetism 

poised...

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God’s reflected light
pulsates with delight,
as does a moonbeam,
in which dew drops gleam.

Taking all along,
our soul sings a song,
flowing like the breeze,
with nonchalant ease.

A rose in...

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Behold how life does unfold;
ours to touch but not to hold,
so in mode embrace-release,
we flow like a gentle breeze.

God steers our life and we flow,
in...

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Post meditation,
assimilation
awaits; latent heat,
keeps spirit upbeat.

Soft petrichor earth
exudes bubbling mirth,
a heavenly scent,
ensuring ascent.

Mirroring a rose,
love strikes a coy pose,
be it rain or shine,
in a dance...

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How blest I am to have three,
My beautiful siblings be!
They have traits of our mother
Yet unique to each other

All gifted beyond compare.
Of music and wit...

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How can mere information,
lead to soul’s transformation?
Heart is the sacred centre,
where thought forms cannot enter.

As the fragrance of a rose,
metamorphose in repose,
which requires but pure...

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Our soul’s favourite pass time,
is to dissolve in love’s chime,
feeling bliss beats within rise;
each throb imbibed in surprise.

God bestows spherical sight,
whence we see we’re living...

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Holding on to me too tightly
Having you cling to me closely
Helping you not to tightly squeeze
Hoping you would let me breathe.
...

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