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As deepening silence and stillness become our fulcrum
We cognise an energy grid dividing form vertically
We flow with awareness at the pivot of the pendulum
Whilst witnessing the meridian coming to life magically!
Our attention now internalised unendingly meditating
We feel all chakras resonating with the life force
Frequency of each node varying and yet blending
With the reverberation Ohm emanating from the source
Slowly becoming empty within with the pulse of love we align
Boundaries between form and formlessness begin to blend
Our emptiness rich in fullness of elixirous magnetism divine
The residual ego we have now pliable begins to bend
The soma nectar flow increases in potency as of our worship
It is irrelevant to speculate or debate as to its origin
The upper ovoid of Ajna-Sahasrara-Bindu combine in partnership
To enrich our being with vitality and tranquility sanguine
In timeless time the Universe opts to reactivate & renew
The fused unity of kundalini seated at the crown humming
Thus Hiranyagarbha, the cosmic egg splits into two
Shiva & Shakti descend into their abode in heart entwining
Following the union there is then an explosion in slow motion
Teleporting us into climaxical ecstasy & rapture ineffable
The omnipotent burst of power manifesting as bliss celebration
Root to crown ignited & alive as the rod of initiation! A miracle!
The blissful energy benign and yet roaring with full power
It seems that fragile form cannot contain the energy
Yet the gentle curve of unfolding the divine grace shower
Aligns all lifetrons within in beauteous synergy
Energy heightened at chakra zones and alive throughout the grid
Unknown centres and nadis open up as we look on in wonder
In acceptant doerless childlike simplicity we just do as we are bid
Being to become one with bliss in permanence; the soundless thunder!
This phase of consolidation becomes an embodiment of our being
Bliss within always ceaselessly purring
From time to time as of choiceless choice it begins roaring
Be it day or night, such is is-ness of blossoming
Thus we see that at the heart we began
With a simple burning yearning
Give kundalini any name, it’s power Brahman spans
Finally within the cave of heart humming
02-August-2020
Behind a Round Table:
This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES...
VERSE 1:
I'm a witness,...you're an audience,
Yes,...Christ and the church,
Abide to list of ineptness,
Meet a criteria of creche,
A lioness gifted with new furs from gold,
Love in their abode,
Chorus:
"come in to your breeding home",
Oceans we take sight,...greener pastures we stroll along,
How can I taste your sweetness?
When will I have you as a fuel in my lamp?
I guess writing your feelings in my heart,
Chorus:
"come in to your breeding home",
Oceans we take sight,...greener pastures we stroll along,
How can I taste your sweetness?
When will I have you as a fuel in my lamp?
I guess writing your feelings in my heart,
VERSE 2:
Attractive and benevolent flower in the botany of a gardener,
It is purchased for a purpose;
providing rich scents,prestige and endeavors,
Beak of falcons wish to feed upon,
Doves and sparrows like it's leaves,
But they work in vain,
News about you and I is heard in the East,
Those from west come to view the feast,
From North comes Kings and Queens,
"Very adulterated with endearment",
That's the voice of the southern prominent, .
Three things attributed by love;hardworking,dedication and focus,
The head of one man carries the goals of perversion,
Joy and peace;they are the son and daughter of couples,
"Open your heart,...I.want to hide myself in there",
The man said,
Incredibly the voice of the woman toned,
Chorus:
"come in to your breeding home",
Oceans we take sight,...greener pastures we stroll along,
How can I taste your sweetness?
When will I have you as a fuel in my lamp?
I guess writing your feelings in my heart,
Chorus:
"come in to your breeding home",
Oceans we take sight,...greener pastures we stroll along,
How can I taste your sweetness?
When will I have you as a fuel in my lamp?
I guess writing your feelings in my heart,
Outro:
This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES....
Matrimonial seal our consolidation with angelic visitation,
Heaven then hails our glory with hope and laughter,
Day and night concludes our sojourn on the surface of greatness,
That's when death workouts its part with loneliness and weariness,
Feeding the belly of graves with our rotten vessel,
I guess you're seeing a flag?
Trouble comes and go,
The range of my eyes captures all black
Walk with me if life is without you alone,
Steal an emblem to save a city,
When we don't know where to go,breastfeed me to experience your nurture,
From west comes deity,
Drilling your motives pings a picture,
Who testifies about how we do it?
The infancy about handling our kisses form texture,
Don't break our dream when firefly jolts in pit,
Like stellar,we end not a plan,
There you see one,specifically you point repeatedly,
I'm ferocious to explain what need to be in steadly,
Stay dumbed,...hinged with haunt,
No more understanding,wrestling over count,
Style leaned against what excels ,
In melted rubber,I'm bonded,
Out from a water,cleaned from irritation,
Freedom chased,lumpy all around station,...
Imaginative compression,
Yellow within colour,
Bright and delineated stiffening what ants throw to us below earth so lower,
The flag is dirty,
The means it ponds me,...leave feeders bin,
Orchestra at top,the recrimination is demeaned,
White snakes climbing the poles at this place,
Miracle deconstruct brace,
Utterly,I'm surveying what goes else where,
I'm far perceiving good with bad,
On the mountain...on the mountain,
We have to go,
Just believing the sharp distinctiveness,
I'm a little eagle on neatness,
Feel right,I speak your mode,
Maybe I wish I'd known,
The night bought you freckles,
Thirty-six minutes passed Three o'clock at dawn,
The moon frowned against pond,
Its brightness killed the strength of everyman,
All the time,pictures come from a volition,
Pretend she does fight under sun,
Friday won't be dismayed,...it's a vision,
Other way needs several elsewhere,
Get yourself into deep air,
Further we might go,we could washed the flag neatly,
It seems wholly what came after a touch of help,
Already,motives are alternated,
Can I adulterate the nip?
It's not problematical as who glib,
But teach me the means of consolidation.
It's an extortion...
Tandie no longer smiles, tandie no longer smiles, The deceptive reflection of the mirror only displays Effusive images of their smiles and laughter.
their momentary pleasure shattered a lifetime Of her dreams of raising three songs and a daughter.
No mental serenity can overcome her tormenting reality. The disfigured contours of her body display her bruises.
Her elders are quick to deprecate her broken soul to the Visual connotations and effects of the clothes she chooses.
she is domiciled in a world where the furrows on her cheeks are the only accepted signs for grievance,
They have renditioned her joy and choose not to question what's in its place.
they do not hear her silenced attempted to scream reduced to mare whispers as the echoes of their piercing groans replay.
they do not hear her silenced attempted to scream reduced to mare whispers as the echoes of their piercing groans replay. Over and over and over again until the very pounds of her heart resemble his and his and that other man she
never got to see.
The merciful liters of the sea could cleanse the stench of their sweat or the hot
Breath that caressed her tender shoulders shouting all kinds of names That conformed her to everything she would vowed never to be.
She often lays awake in search of edification from this endeavor,
But her minds only paints pictures of a world where immorality is Justified and such vile creatures are applaud not appalled.
Justice is only for just us until your liberties are taken, she admits as her innocence is taken forever.
We are slaves trapped by our dreams and blinded by our ambitions to take Note of dimmed stars and to see the depth of the darkness in her frown.
We rush to cling to our inefficiency as consolidation for refusing to see her’s So if you ever see tandie passing bye know that she is the conception and Manifestation of a broken world and a reality we have chosen to accept as our Daily life.
DESERT HAD ME
Now ! Sworn by the wind
Toll! Hooked onto the desert
Gathered my thought from thy rays
Deep in my thought wants meditation
Down on kneel wants consolidation
Roses won't want to bend but red
Sun-blast on a rampage here in desert
Oh Sun; let's have a discourse
To the tail end of the earth
In the midst of this desert bare
I will blink the eyes of blade so bye
Falcons rare to find, sky is sore!
In the heart of the beat of desert
On my knees to earth! Worship thee
To my neck mitted to earth, thrilled
To see the mother earth full of thee
Yeah! The desert never boom but blows
Parole of the caring hot breeze
Warming my heart to stay alive
In my loneliness, I crave for thee
Let me; in chase of no windy blades
As it surges all my nerves to dead end
Let the earth give way, to my stormy blast
My heart is opened wide to accept
My eyes are opened wide to envision
In arrogance, you laid up a pile
To thy curiosity, dust filled the sky
When will you wait for me, Oh storm!
As you run up the cliff to show a burst
In thy wrath; don't consume the earth
In thy anger; don't wipe out her children
At steps of your footmark, I knelt
To meditate the heart of desert’s bare
Sound waves like of many waters, you echoed
I want to have a touch of your hem to kiss
If the Sun is angry, the sand thereof burns
If the storm is vexed, it blows up everything
To the silence bridged by sound-note
Of the wiggled eagle of the jungles
Waving to the next line of bat's formation
When will it rain in my dream, Oh desert?
The desert had me thinking about life
Life on earth to aid my clock wise flow
Sear not my heart with hot iron, Weighty
Moving on the heart of the desert, Cool On?
Those on whom love whispers soft nothings
Count themselves lucky
For such sweet things
Dare to drive them plucky
Drunk on infatuation
Biting, stinging, feeling, caressing
In minute details affection with perfect attention
Impressing
Their hearts with delicious delight
Touching their most sensitive
Sparing rivers of plight and slight
Souls find unduly intrusive
Until love comes to the rescue
Awakening feelings for long dormant
In a cuddly hue
So gallant
Love resuscitates and ameliorates
Pages of pleasure
At rates
That accelerate paces of leisure
Returning fast
Soothing fully
To cast a vat
Brimming with sublime serenity and magnanimity so coolly
Souls and hearts mediate and radiate to share love
With kindred hearts that long to entwine
In settings that delve and have
Slices of moments to enshrine
Affection pacts and acts
To magnify unity of purpose
With love facts and contacts
That improve and increase
Connectivity and proclivity
Leaving no hearts behind
In civility and humility
In which all hearts find
Accommodation
Empathy
Celebration and consolidation of emotions treated with the care
Hearts enjoy to own
As they declare
Their willingness and readiness to disown
Disunity
Discrimination
Dearth of dignity
To seal for good vases of love portion
Which edify and fortify oneness
In the powers sweet love endows
On souls that seek and share happiness
In the firm belief sweet love grows.
I'm a witness,...you're an audience,
Yes,...Christ and the church,
Abide to list of ineptness,
Meet a criteria of creche,
A lioness gifted with new furs from gold,
Love in their abode,
Attractive and benevolent flower in the botany of a gardener,
It is purchased for a purpose;
providing rich scents,prestige and endeavors,
Beak of falcons wish to feed upon,
Doves and sparrows like it's leaves,
But they work in vain,
News about you and I is heard in the East,
Those from west come to view the feast,
From North comes Kings and Queens,
"Very adulterated with endearment",
That's the voice of the southern prominent, .
Three things attributed by love;hardworking,dedication and focus,
The head of one man carries the goals of perversion,
Joy and peace;they are the son and daughter of couples,
"Open your heart,...I.want to hide myself in there",
The man said,
Incredibly the voice of the woman toned,
"come in to your breeding home",
Oceans we take sight,...greener pastures we stroll along,
How can I taste your sweetness?
When will I have you as a fuel in my lamp?
I guess writing your feelings in my heart,
Matrimonial seal our consolidation with angelic visitation,
Heaven then hails our glory with hope and laughter,
Day and night concludes our sojourn on the surface of greatness,
That's when death workouts its part with loneliness and weariness,
Feeding the belly of graves with our rotten vessel,
Two sparrows on the beach,
Glittery over their peaks,
Amused over crashes,
Inseparably,they excite themselves beyond watches,
The breeze blows wind towards their directions,
Red and white feathers,
I'm jealous of what they are enjoying,
It's like Adam meeting Eve the first time,
Greed in the males heart pulls line,
Fears to lose a pretty pie,
Chipping the edges of a coconut husk,
Feeds the lady with care and strong task,
How marvelous of constraining debris from their eyes,
It trays under their segmental reviews of lights,
Moving in triangles came feeble nights,
Pulled wings to hug themselves in skies,
Can't explain the magic caused by their intention,
Overlayed with incomparable affection,
Erratic rains on their demonstrable love fringe,
Yet,zeal screens on their solemn cringe,
The female sings to empower the lover for proximity,
Since she knew that could be a hilarious jingle,
"Did I confute anything against you",sounded to vertices,
The male bird whispered gracefully,
"No you've not" ,gladly she responded,
About breathe,closer did they split hatred,
The tendency of a close up,
Introduced a table of veracity,
Against hatred,they fled to stay permanent on a bough
Falcon called out,no reply,
Against decrees,they've made it a role of wearing seductive collection,
Night fell when they won a petition,
Their home was amended with contention,
Brilliant in their free retention.
Claire won 5 medals at the Barcelona Paras,
In 1992, where she took the 50m freestyle gold,
To set a World Record, and in the 100m pass,
Still freestyle, she secured a warm silver fold,
A silver for the 100m backstroke and 4x100 relay,
Which made her extremely proud, chuffed no end,
So she only took up para-triathlon 2008, recently,
And in 2008, the Worlds, she won the gold blend.
In 2013 at the ETU Para-triathlon Europeans,
In Antalya in Turkey, Claire won the solid silver,
And in 2014, the ITU Worlds with London johns,
Claire came home 3rd, a bronze to weather.
2015 and the ITU Worlds again, in Edmonton,
Canada, and Clare truly proved again to be,
Successful at the triathlon with consolidation,
Of another bronze medal, podium victory to see.
That same year in Buffalo City at the Worlds,
She won the title, and at the GBR Nationals,
She came 2nd, also at the ITU London Worlds,
Then 3rd at the ETU Geneva European stiles.
1st in Detroit at the ITU Worlds, and then 2nd,
In Penrith in 2016 at more ITU Worlds again;
She finished 4th in Lisbon, Portugal - her bend,
Towards swimming, biking and running did pen.
She was born without a left forearm, prosthetic,
And was a Chartered Accountant. She reads,
Watches box sets, loving West Wing frenetic,
And hates mice. She has English Lit MA seeds.
With wealth and blessings overflowing
Non would project this time we behold
To prove to humanity the lesson of life
Nothing stays unless true effort is made
The fourth is falling before the eyes of all
Reversing the theory of consolidation
A growth grounded in falsehood is a lie
The truth only can truly sustain any
Achebe saw it all before departing flesh
The Country stopped being as we looked
Like the carcass unbundled by termites
The country extinguished self willfully
Where the rules were thrown to dogs
Living like existence is National joke
Minds drifting according to how directed
As some swore to balkanize the Nation
Consequences of action and inactions
Where impure purposes rule decisions
The essence of being becomes eroded
Until the fabrics break to show the rot
It is gone like all can see
The pot has burst clearly
The feared has finally come
All are in confusion for next
The end has come
No prophets needed
The past has caught up
We are all part and in it
Death and birth sustain creation
A new Nigeria is a desired option
Where truth will lay the foundation
After cleansing that goes with ending