Tree Jueju Poems

Having limited soul’s light,
why do we lament our plight,
when in truth we’re always free,
once unshackled from mind’s tree?

Our heart knows God dwells inside,
so as thoughts...

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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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Were it not for memory,
first bound, then freed from mind’s tree,
sans thought, ego vaporised,
would truth yet be realised?...

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What does it take, to be free,
in joy, frolicking carefree
childlike heart, divine entwined,
bliss suffused, with love aligned?

It’s not difficult to see,
that we are bound to...

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Take not holy name in vain,
more so if pleading for gain
but simply be, here carefree,
unshackled from our mind tree.

We are the pulse that renews,
life’s beauteous...

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”Oh hermit, our eye cannot be single ~
unless polarities within mingle”
            ~ quote by...

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Great tree / strong limbs jut
Storm comes / hard wind howls
Marred lawn / haul vast bits
Sad view / folks wear scowls

May 18, 2023
For  Let...

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Have we not as yet,
God face to face met,
fearful to dissolve,
that we may evolve?

Our tremulous heart,
feels not bliss beats start,
renewed with each breath,
as love’s healing...

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The beautiful morning dove,
the grey bird looks filled with love.
When the morning comes it sings,
then it opens its lovely wings.

From up above it's a sign,
it's...

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two birds meet under a tree
preened feathers, standing so free
chirping with glee, wings of plea
praying together like Thee...

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fall leaves come of     age
branch is not a      cage
the clime of the    ...

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Let the thinker thinking rest
thoughts spawned at ego’s behest,
to feel God’s touch intimate ~
bliss beats that do not abate.

To set soul here and now free,
take...

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Awake oh hermit

“Drop that thought, ego begot ~
Here and now, be thus self-taught”
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Prone to weigh and size,
we self-block surprise,
since we don’t let go,
of thought forms...

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Inspirations flow no more,
although we seek an encore,
an urge rooted in ego,
which we are loathe to forgo.

Habit patterns control us,
plateaus after peaks, nonplus,
for our yearning’s...

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We celebrate trance,
dance that gives a chance,
to move up and down,
with no fear to drown.

We’re bound to a tree
by the Gunas three
that twirl us around
on...

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