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# Echo forest
Dogs off their leads finding smells
Love this time of year with the blue bells
A gentle wind the trees are talking
The rustle of under growth where the dogs are walking
Black bird tweets his warning
The silence of time broken the morning
Echo forest repeats in echo
As if to give it’s name a demo
The forest life keeps its rhythm
New trees and old carry on its mission
Feel the silence of time gone by
Makes the outside world seem a lie
Space and time seem somehow changed
All my thoughts and worries rearranged
Echo forest I hear your sighs
As my soul is energised
The whistle of someone else
Echos repeats as the forest tells
Echo forest and I go way back
It knows my soul my being
Always putting me on track
Come on dogs we must go home
Thoughts now calmed and soothed
Back home we go spiritually renewed.
Encased within form
Yet not restrained
In the continuum graced
To so expand consciousness
Or let us say, awareness
Enveloping all that is manifest
As also the unmanifest
We alone are
There being no ‘other’
As God essence
Which is all there is
We, as spirit Absolute
Feel all entities ensouled
Empowered
Breathed
Energised
Vitalised
By God Himself
With our true essence
As He
Indivisible, inseparable
From God
Thus, God alone is
We alone are
As He
However
By our own hand
As of choiceless choice
To feel limitation
Contrast of duality
We are here
To so experience
This reflected reality
When the entity disappears
When identity is vaporised
This truth is known
Clearly
Without mirrors
07-December-2021
Line of inquiry:
"this form of dust is by God energised
wherein we are living light housed within
how may this truth be realised
show us oh monk, how to begin" Unseeking Seeker
This pathless path I’ve walked on for so long.
Some inkling do I have of where I’m going,
but is my little knowing right or wrong?
And on this path I’m on, have I been growing?
Uncertainties have plagued me on my way.
I’ve had to change my course a time or two.
The “way” is straight, at least I’ve heard them say,
but I’ve found curves. Please tell me what to do,
and will you show me, Monk, how to begin?
Your wisdom far exceeds that of my own.
I’m dust, you say, with God’s light housed within.
I want God’s light upon my pathway shone.
I think I know life’s meaning. Help me find
the clarity that clears all clouds from mind.
body rests and senses recede
resting in the sheath of space-time
with thoughts rested, no dreams arise
all that remains is bliss beat’s chime
with void-centric focus maintained
without effort, just gliding in
as pristine formless awareness
we’re That before life can begin
present everywhere and nowhere
no-thingness not yet manifest
the breathless state thus motionless
fills the void whilst itself at rest
as the all, energised and dense
self-luminous though without form
we pour our Self into our Self
within space-time as a bliss storm
motionless yet omnipresent
manifest forms within us move
orbiting our heart’s magnetism
they dance in our intent shaped groove
there is in truth no this or that
the worlds were formed when we exhaled
in but not of each sensation
we moved not as reflections sailed
KOMOREBI
Pushing dense bush walking in pathless forest
under tree canopy, continuous.
At dawn sun rays penetrating at best,
torching dark tunnel , making luminous.
Sunbeams filtered by leaves and foliage
interplaying sheen and shade to astound.
Komorebi cast on dappled image
forming lovely lattice on forest ground.
Komorebi caused by leaf lamina.
Pretty patterns to adorn forest floor.
Sunlight is sieved by leafage patina.
Wonder and dreams of sunbeam to adore.
Morn glow of Komorebi ! End of night.
Dark shadowed tunnel on opacity,
finding flash of thin shafts of twinkled light.
Profound pure pristine tranquility .
When sunlight shines through tree in environ
Contrast of light and shadow to receive
on re-energised radiant ion,
Komorebi to charm at morn and eve.
peep beyond space-time, through heart’s looking glass
melding with the dark void and becoming
energised consciousness as a dense mass
wherefrom life’s born when God begins humming
brilliant luminous darkness unchanging
stillness zone from which light cannot escape
manifest worlds in Itself arranging
held solely by power of love agape
thus renewing Itself within Itself
all that is, filled by consciousness alone
which is That Brahman, The absolute Self
deep knowing we have been by God’s grace shown
Brahman is That of whom naught can be said ~
All that’s manifest, is by God’s will led
Dreams within dreams reveal deep truth to us
provided we remain aware,
discarding all vicarious knowing,
mood and mode, softened attention,
receptive to wisdom downloads imbibed,
as counsel of the universe.
Nonchalance as our orientation,
we are in but not of the world,
aspect non-clinging, flowing like the breeze,
head-heart aligned, we stand erect,
our thoughts rested, awareness self-aware,
we celebrate soul’s blossoming.
There then is no specific goal we have,
for in truth there is no one here,
save pristine soul presence, bliss energised,
witnessing ego fade away,
paving way for divine grace to reveal,
that our essence is living light.
Am not it, so who is still?
Save egoistic will
That separate self
Devious elf!
Dissolved yet distinct
In a boundaryless precinct
Awareness devoid of thought
Divine love begot!
Not stillness then but dissolution
No self, so no conflict resolution
In being, becoming, the That presence
One with Universe manifested divine essence!
The vessel magnetised
Divine love energised
Am of the whole, in the now, complete
Dissolved in stillness, with joy replete
What is stillness then, save alignment within?
In the continuum of now, at each moment we begin
As ordained, invariably as a non-doer receptor
On occasion, a divine-entwined transmitter!
31-October-2020
Volcanic magma seethes beneath the surface,
Ready to erupt into view,when energised.
Our thoughts swirl and seethe too
Until we learn to marshal them,
Through the spectrum of our education,
Reining in our impulses ,to give them voice.
What we say about others,says more about us,
Unless ,like chameleons,
we blend into our backgrounds
And words become our camouflage
So that, when we urge love towards our neighbour,
We speak with ice in our hearts.
How we treat others,what treatment we deserve,let God decide.
Whether this is through neglect or active strife,
Our deeds do speak louder than our words,
Even if the pen is mightier than the sword.
We will be judged by our actions in this life,
If we take the Pater Noster as our guide.
So look deep into your heart and life
And tremble -along with me.
in the dead of night
for no reason at all
we awake refreshed
tranquil and still
thoughts rested
our heart at peace
with the bliss current
humming in the background
animating the continuum
with the breath of God
whereupon we are immersed
in the great vacuum
of energised no-thingness
in absolute motionlessness
where formless presence
is awake in its primal state
bereft of attributes
save awareness innate to Self
we are herein complete
as the emptiness itself
humming with potent power
there is neither light nor darkness
yet we are fully cognisant
of the all that is, which we are
dwelling thus in boundless peace
in a formless realm of singularity
where time and space do not exist
we exist as pure consciousness
self-existent in and as the void
having neither fetters of form
nor any agenda to pursue
as of choiceless choice we return
back from the void into form
where this vast emptiness
corresponds to the head ovoid
ensouled by the cosmic egg
alluded to as Hiranyagarbha
wherefrom the one became two
merging in heart to be one again
but all of this is now in the past
for we now choose to bilocate
between duality and singularity
in our waking state of Turiya
the motionless screen of Self
upon which images come and go