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Invoking bliss magnetism, let heart sing,
aware at all times of this simple fact:
the idea or thought is not the thing,
of the fruit we taste and deeds we enact.
We are merely one of the many forms
manifest upon this earth realm dual,
wherein each entity goes through life’s storms,
suffering unless love be soul’s fuel.
Futile and needless are ego spawned tricks,
deludedly engaging in doership,
since it’s love alone that resolves conflicts,
so let heart’s mindfulness be our worship.
Behold birds cross hemispheres without fear ~
Our heartbeat signals God’s presence is near
Our heartbeat signals God’s presence is near,
warming this form made of organic dust,
so by lending strobes of silence our ear,
in time love replaces animal lust.
In our life, needless is struggle and strife,
for at end of days, love alone remains,
so if we but let God be the midwife,
soul’s liberated from ego spawned chains.
In silence there is no energy leak,
enabling God’s spirit to manifest,
so getting out of our way, so to speak,
as witness consciousness we simply rest.
Nothing need be done, save coming undone ~
Recognise dear heart, God and we are one
Recognise dear heart, God and we are one,
simply feeling His breath in us that flows,
restoring our light, shining like the sun,
repaying debts of love, which our soul owes.
All doings are done by God’s hand alone,
wherein all He asks is that we be still,
awestruck beholding inner light full blown,
whereupon all dark voids within us fill.
Just as we’re immersed in dreams every night,
shrugging it off on waking at sunrise,
from this world too, one day we will alight,
if we but release each offered surprise.
Dwell not overmuch on soul’s broken wing ~
Invoking bliss magnetism, let heart sing
Feel how peace feels,
Watch joy now start;
A touch can heal,
Feel then dear heart.
Feel bliss that swells,
Watch that sure calm;
A flame now dwells,
Feel soothing balm.
Feel then within,
Watch madness cease;
A depth unseen,
Feel stillness ease.
Feel poise that cheers,
Watch deeper urge;
A voice now steers,
Feel ample surge.
Feel a kind nudge,
Watch soul awake;
A charming touch,
Feel health re-make.
Feel senses sharp,
Watch surge of health;
A pulse that harps,
Feel happy wealth.
Feel how you feel,
Watch beyond cares;
A fond goodwill,
Feel more aware.
Feel that sure bliss,
Watch zest happy;
A truth and ease,
Feel love merry.
Leon Enriquez
12 February 2015
Singapore
Sleepy thoughts loiter,
Dreamy images disappear...
Sun stabs sudden focus.
Subconscious thoughts come
Abrupt as light streams,
No time to think.
Senses aware one by one:
Like octopus tentacles
Twisting and curling to touch.
Edgy promontory here:
Eyes scan the cityscape fringes,
Twenty-storey window view
Far below the tiny people,
Busy with busyness,
Little rushing marionettes.
If they could see this puppet
Rising with drowsy countenance,
A curly smile will attend amusement.
Anyhow my simple heart
Prays a blessing for each stranger
Plunging into life's misdemeanours.
Awake and aware once again,
This new day beckons impatiently,
Sunbeams pave the way.
With humble thanksgiving,
Look forward to a blur quest,
Explore forthcoming murmurings.
Mind comes to know a field
Beyond the tragic wrong
And the dramatic right.
A certain field where play presides,
Where all can meet fond ecstasy
With rapture and delight.
Here fear and guilt and regret
Are purged from conscious thought,
Here feelings find sure innocence.
Once more, a wholeness comes
To bind each part as one:
Thus, each soul feels unique yet reconciled.
Yes, discovery greets mystery,
If you learn to discern
The perfect symmetry of life.
Even the inanimate life
In rocks and stones and hills
Salute the sacred gospel divine.
Look beyond the chaos
To sure goodness of wise nature,
See the face of God who lives and loves.
There is a certain harmony
Beyond science and religion:
The cosmos live in grace and beauty.
Leon Enriquez
15 September 2014
Singapore
How can one be lonely
When billions live on earth
There's five, ten, or even 100
To each and every one of us
So how can one be lonely
There's people all around
It only takes a second
To help a stranger
Out
So find someone
Who's standing close
Strike up a conversation
Take your time, you might find
That you can bridge the separation
So how can I be so damn lonely
When there's people all around
I might be scared,but I do care
I suffer from the inside out
I've known this all along
And I'm well aware of the
Friends I could've found
Once again I feel defeated
Alone with a tear in my eye
I can't fight back this feeling
That there's more in this life
Day has now ended
Sleeps on its way
I'll try with courage tomorrow
To make a friend and say "Hey"
R.K.H
That which we call fear in our elusive world
Is nothing but an inner fire seeking to be unfurled
A feeling which we receive from our interactions
From those who bear with us, similar tractions
Fear is a liar, it is meant to be swallowed
As it is that which hinders us to have victory bellowed
All we should do with it, is turn it into an inner drive
Breathe it in, slowly, and thanking it to allow us to be alive
And push ourselves on our paths, confident
Aware that our confidence is in us, a force, potent!
Fear is nothing but a test from that power which bid us be
To see if we believe in it, if in its faith, our paths we can see
If our love for its essence remains pulsing
If upon its tunes we keep vibrating
Fear is set out to be a friend and not an enemy
All we need to do is to tame it, calmly and boldly!
And it shall be our most powerful weapon
Capable of shielding our glass houses from the fated stone!
17 Jan 2023
For Contest: Fear Is Liar
Sponsored by: Sotto Poet
The man stumbled on, wanting to get as far away as possible
the sights he had seen and lived through too terrible to contemplate.
How could another human deliberately inflict such awful things on another.
He could see a gentle stream of smoke arising from the distant chimney
and headed for the shelter it offered, staggering on until he reached it.
It was a pretty cottage nestled deep into the hillside and isolated.
He tumbled through the door and collapsed on the floor.
Mistily he drifted in then out of consciousness unable to focus
aware vaguely of a gentle touch that soothed and replenished.
He drank from the cup pressed to his lips and then let go.
The old lady shook her head at the follies of mankind,
and set to work bandaging his festering wounds.
She made a drawing potion to clean out the poison
that had taken a fierce hold racking him with fever.
Then she covered him and stoked up the fire.
For three days he lay in a coma muttering about the war,
not an ordinary one, oh no, this war caused carnage.
Evil stalked the land every hand turned against the other.
Sons killing fathers and brothers and to what point?
A simple disagreement about Creed had started this.
Weakened by the ravages he was slow to fully heal
yet he learned much from the old lady causing him to rethink.
To look at things with eyes a-new seeing the other point of view.
These new values he took with him when he left thanking her gratefully.
He set out on a new route, his task now to heal and bring peace.
Standing a-midst the crowd on a small hillock he taught them new values
not by preaching as such but by parables that showed the way to peace.
After all he would say; Pause and Think, For What are We without hope?
Everything gone by can be changed, all we have to do is care and act.
So lit the small flicker in your heart and fan up a healing blazing flame.
Another woman lovelier than you
couldn't keep me from holding you;
another woman funnier
and smarter than you couldn't
stop me from laughing with you...
telling jokes and be happier
than anyone who has known hurt.
Lovers can be also friends,
confide secrets and fears;
have you been betrayed by someone,
and not believed anything promised?
That was me lying to a beautiful one,
she was hurt and her emotions went wild!
Another more
perfect than you wouldn't
make me notice her
and pursue her anyway;
my faithfulness remains intact,
how jealous she would look when I start an affair
with her closest friend not being aware of how silly
I may feel cheating on her and not feel guilty!
Another woman more
realistic than you can have more sense,
but not profound love;
how wrong is pretense?
Moment's
Poem
Lionel Derbyshire
Children of the dead left behind
In mourn and rue new grief
Looking forwards to nothings
The road ahead is a long walk
They are lost on despondent blocks
Bereft raw and fearing worst
They are seated in heartbreak
The times are dolor, the moments agony
They sometimes weep
Down the sad memory lane.
Mother always treated me
Like a soldier
And I always told her
I am just a child
She said be gallant
Now I'll never
Have another mother
Nevermind
There are united moments
Which impulses trust
And desolation dies
Charming moments come
And the aware concert starts
Where rain falls
There is contact
When wind blows
There be touch
Every morning
Is locked with hugs
Their faces appear
The pith of the matter is
They left us alive
For them we never died
Mom sang the hymns
And we survey
Moments.. moments never broken
Heartbreak Her name was Diana.
" Bind us together, Lord
Bind us together
With cords that cannot be broken "
Those moments....
Those come and go
Melting moments
In touching times
Even though
Prince's we are.
Both pain and change remind us we’re alive.
(For this relief, much thanks.) All too aware
of failing strength, of haemorrhaging drive,
I look upon what’s left with blank despair.
Can knowledge offer solace, wisdom soothe?
I have to take the view that yes, they must:
although the road can not be flat or smooth,
the soul’s what separates us from the dust.
Koreans have a proverb, touching this.
The rice plant, when it’s young, keeps pushing up,
just like young men. Blind arrogance, the bliss
that’s born of bodily beauty, fills the cup
of pride. Life crushes, cows, and yet endows:
the rice attains its ripeness, and it bows.
I crawl through the thicket
O’er windswept conclusions a’ mist in the air
In fragrance that comes to my heart so aware
Of sundrenched magnolia beneath empty shade
To steal every ounce of your caring displayed
I touch to the heavens a wing and a prayer
Belief in the joy that is felt everywhere
When oceans fall further than all eyes can see
This love will eternally find you from me
When clouds of confetti, the song of the dove
The sweetest rendition of musical love
Does float on the breezes of everyday flow
A’ twisting and turning until it can show
Those mountains of glory that stand in the way
Exceeding the plan that we set forth this day
Can not comprehend what my pure love will do
No matter the hurdle, I send it to you
Since dawn hath approached in a place before time
So simple the earth as our life does unwind
No flowers of blossom still yet find the ground
A desolate nature lies lost in its sound
Lone rivers of feelings that wander so free
O’er rain cast endeavors drop life from the sea
When all that is new shines a star up above
The light of its journey shall bring you my love
From deserts of sand to a sandy white shore
The pain shall be nothing each day I endure
I crawl through the thicket, my hands and my knees
If only a moment your sweet life to please
No valleys of darkness so endless and deep
Nor rock scattered caverns through which I do creep
Shall keep me from finding the pathway to you
To bring you a love that forever is true