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monk mode

free from thought and free from desire
no earthy goals left to aspire 
vibrant without a to-do list
he who has become a bliss mist
knowing this world is but a stage 
impacted not by other’s rage 
nonjudgmental eye, tranquil heart 
deeming all souls one, none apart 
outcomes any, at peace within
a purified heart, free from sin
egoless and

Jeevanmukti

dwelling within our heart’s bliss hive
liberation while we’re alive
is the ask, yet an easy task
if but we remove ego’s mask
enabled by thought cessation
that in all-time meditation
will to God on choosing to bend
rapture rises as we ascend
both immanent and transcendent 
from head to toe bliss resplendent 
as pure awareness self-aware
seeing God’s presence everywhere

Comprehending God

Omnipresent and all-knowing
Formless yet everywhere flowing
Both immanent and transcendent 
We are His direct descendant
But not in the way we may think
As the all betwixt bliss beat’s blink
God is He with whom we should pair
As His living light, self-aware

Parallax

The way we look at other forms,
views appearance, not their heart’s storms,
failing to see God dwells in each;
within us too, He’s within reach,
thus the singularity field,
is God’s mind to which we should yield,
for which the way we may begin,
is to find Him in heart within.

By relinquishing mind’s thought crutch,
doing nothing, learning by touch,
in this way,

Our true Self

Self is eternal living light,
God’s heartbeat, suffused with delight,
existing beyond time and space,
held there by God in close embrace,
meaning no difference remains,
for in heaven there are no chains.

Self-existent, feeling complete,
delighting in Its own heartbeat,
in the eternal now present,
driven by pure, childlike intent,
Its thoughts instantly manifest,
what heart seeks being by God blessed.

Tempests of desire when we

Love Is The Way

 

I believe all you need is love,
when problems come sing like a dove.
Oh, when people are mean be kind,
and never let them know your mind.
Be gentle, humble, and grateful,
though you feel broken and painful.
'Cause each new day is a new day,
so think love, think happy and gay.

Let It Be

"Let It Be"  by the Beatles 

hearts unlock with piano keys
and while my guitar gently weeps
I sway to the rhythmic refrains
I dance to the sky but no rain 
birds all sing the sweet melody
(true peace and true love), Let it be
Let it be (being kind, be free)
(Art, song, poetry)  Let it be

Born to Rise

"Blackbird"

You cannot cage what's born to rise,
she blazed beyond their brittle lies.
They named her ash, they named her end,
but fire learns how not to bend.
Her silence cracked the sky in two,
she flew where only lightning flew,
They heard her cry, not weak–but wise–
a battle hymn of "Blackbird" skies.

Zen mode

having recognised light of Self
renewing itself in itself
truth of being takes centre stage 
flame without smoke in heart does rage
breath by breath embodied in form
as we remain poised in the storm

Yesterday

No longer can I write for soup
Not even a poem on poop
I'm cheating I'm using AI
If challenged of course I'll deny!
Aliens whisked my brain away ...
Was normal until yesterday!
My notepad is now firmly shut
I'm bereft, my brain is kaput! 

Help!

Help! I dropped my phone down the loo
What can be done? what shall I do?
Stick my hand deep into the pan
I pull and tug the best I can
Call a plumber or call a friend?
Can't do that, phone's stuck in the bend
Out I go to buy a new phone 
Call a plumber when I get home.

Hope of Yesterday

Hope of “yesterday” is bliss now
Greeting my heart with awesome wow
Since such is past midst lessons learned
Greatly valuable to be earned
Along inspiration so blest
Cheering me to do best with zest
For yesterday is the Lord’s gift
Granting today great uplift!

Blackbird -- slight typo corrected

What is that, 'midst gray silhouette
A night-winged creature slips, beset?
Fluttering through pampas and ground
Mellow the dulcet trails of sound

O blackbird, my breaths awaken
By soft chimes...this angst forsaken
Glimmering 'neath still of moonlight ,
I find peace in warlber's hymned flight !

Hellebore

"Hey Jude/Song by The Beatles ? 1968"
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Blooming in snow, lifting the gloom
She spells right both beauty and doom

Tears of poor heartbroken shepherd
Bright flower with sepals colored

Hey Jude, you can't force her to bloom
Not in pot or in greenhouse fume

A sign for faith, love, hope, rebirth
Alluring tough flower on earth

A Midnight Song

 A midnight song, a starry note
 A wounded bird with dreams afloat
 A "blackbird" wishes on a star
 Though its wings won't yet take it far
 Its wings will heal so it can fly
 And soar amidst the clouds on high
 And then this bird will sing its song
 As the midnight moon sails

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