Time Jueju Poems

What’s born will die, we know this
but heart says something’s amiss,
in as there is more to us,
than fears of mind that nonplus.

When we dream, senses...

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We see feeble form decay
and death will soon have its way,
which makes tremulous heart sigh,
at our wasted life gone by.

Scriptures affirm God exists
but lingering doubt...

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Seeds planted take time to grow,
so it’s best we take life slow,
that our heart lotus may bloom,
feeling bliss magnetism zoom.

There’s nothing we need to do,
save...

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 “Following heart, not the head ~
Let’s be, by throb of love led”
~ quote by poet


Having made God search our quest,
we first cajole thoughts to...

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Stirred from sleep, early this morn,
ego shorn, refreshed, reborn,
feeling within bliss humming,
as notes of rapture strumming.

I was then, the light of Self,
with no desire on...

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attached to organic dust 
indulging in thrust of lust
we rise, fall, then rise again
this time, free from feral stain...

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Betrayed, we fell but then rose,
restoring tranquil repose,
healed by touch divine sublime,
as witnessed by space and time.

They who hurt us, knew not then,
truth of love...

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Stars of clarity 
are a rarity
for our clouded mind,
not quite love aligned.

Yet rising each morn,
before thoughts are born,
with no to-do lists,
we’re drenched in bliss mists.

Ego...

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how do we vibrate,
here at heaven’s gate?
do desires remain,
soul sees as a stain?

if in dark fears drowned,
the next time around,
how will our life change,
in a...

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Relinquishing thought form crutch,
feel Holy Spirit by touch,
for mind’s but a tool to use,
that’s now become our sole muse.

Opt for silence as a dare,
to become...

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Heart’s stirrings we put on pause,
before they become the cause
of thought forms we entertain,
more oft than not bringing pain.

This identity we’re not,
so why be in...

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Offerings we hold on to,
in time become egoic glue
and thus suspect are desires,
chasing dreams ego aspires.

Ego’s but an interface,
letting memory retrace
fond longings holding appeal,
rekindled with...

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Ants creeping under our skin;
soma nectar seeping in,
that bliss beats may dance with glee,
heeding our heart’s soulful plea.

Bliss pheromones pervade form,
magnetism benign and warm,
pulsating by...

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“The path is simple: shift from head to heart ~
Stretch tranquil silence, adding love to cart”
         ...

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As of seeds we’ve sown,
we each walk alone,
feeling joy and pain,
both love and disdain.

Those who hold our hand
try to understand,
like mothers who care
but just cannot...

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