Long Impulsed Poems

Is not God a concept, till we see Him?
How will memorising scriptures assist?
Conditioned beliefs make our soul’s light dim.
Love alone is real and that’s life’s gist.
A Hindu believes God takes many forms,
whilst for a Christian,...

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“In ignorance we imagine we’re the doer ~
As yet entertaining delusions of grandeur”
~ quote by poet


Each heartbeat’s impulsed by God
but strangely yet we’re not awed,
taking this gift for granted;
by our daydreams, enchanted.

The thoughts we think,...

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Are we feeble form or are we fickle mind
or perhaps neither since both are doomed to die?
To discern the truth, we left concepts behind
and chose to plunge in the void and wingless fly.
In time, our...

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Nubbly encompassing branches
        Dapple of forbearing tree 
        witnesses frivolous dances 
        peach blossom...

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“There is no substance whatever which is by nature unlimited. There is no substance whatever which is of the nature of Reality. The very Self is the supreme Truth. There is neither injury nor non...

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For the Moon ne'er shined as brightly as the Sun 
That, alone, impulsed me to look up into its imperfect beauty 
We were alone-- different-- but always surrounded 
The Moon in her dark entity 
While...

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Our passion is stillness, entwined with oneness
Moment to moment, all moments so entwined
Vibrancy of thought rested energised silence
Embracing and releasing flow of life with joy
Transfixed in bliss borne of divine magnetism 
Bringing to life hitherto...

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Beneath, weeping willow you lie supine
lamenting, veneration, muse divine
weakness of mind, love is my illusion
incidental rendezvous, delusion?
my dear, recall our ten idyllic hours
smelt the perfumed air of country flowers
bright your aura, impulsed a dark desire
breathtaking,...

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I think all poets
know the refrain: 
“May he rest in peace...”

The blessed phrase,
Known to every card
writer; to every jingle
reciter – even Clay, the
Fighter, quite The Poet,
feared no man's blow when
impulsed to show it.

And more serious...

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Earth life is a school and we are here to learn,
in time promoted from one class to the next,
life lessons are stern but even as we burn,
knowing the purpose, there’s no cause to be vexed,
for...

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When no division remains
and our soul is free from stains,
everything that is beheld,
is within consciousness held.

The pulse of life in space-time,
echoes chords of love’s bliss chime,
wherein as boundaries blur,
dormant nodes begin to stir.

As both subject...

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near and dear ones
have expectations
hoping that we align
with their life goals
in the world external
but we live internally
so cannot resonate
yet we push and pull
in a game of pretence
although we do know
nothing need be done
having been impulsed
in...

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premonition, deja vu and clairvoyance reveal
that life as unveiled has already occurred 
impulsed by soul in the ethereal domain 
there then being only limited free will
being response to life as it unfolds
where if we be...

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we notice gentled response
coming through in dream forms
love as compassion pure and pristine
spontaneously embracing and releasing
forms that appear in our sphere of awareness

within waking state walking with a mindful eye
sentient to the here and now...

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let’s say it like it is
no one else can feel
zing of bliss magnetism 
that imparts zest and zeal

alone in midst of many
we share but none can pair
rapture within that rises
of consciousness self-aware

life as impulsed unfolds
we...

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Dipping in and out of spectrum of light,
which vibration should we prioritise,
given all heart seeks is heightened delight,
whilst mind is prone to weigh, measure and size?

Befriending silence, dwelling in the void,
sans thought flow, ego cravings...

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Knowing life has been already impulsed
We embrace and release both joy and pain
There are in truth no foes to be repulsed
Touch gentle, is free from blemish and stain

Mind-body unless ensouled is but dust
We know our...

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Awareness
Self-aware
Witnesses
Each tremor
That arises
And subsides
In our heart
To resurrect 
In another form
Conjured by mind
Impulsed by ego
That captivates
Our attention
Anchoring it thus
In bubbles of illusion
To which we cling
Although recognising 
Their transience 
Whereupon one day
We choose to exit
This game of...

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Slipping into silence, invoking grace,
feeling within hum of bliss magnetism,
flowing in mode of release and embrace,
rapture divine suffuses body prism.

Destiny impulsed continues to flow,
without any involvement on our part,
for we’re in the boat God Himself...

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when we be in surrender 
in acceptance of what is
a beauteous pattern unfolds
magically weaving destiny
optimised for our soul growth
which we embrace and release 
with carefree nonchalant ease
delighting at the play underway 
already impulsed now witnessed
in...

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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...

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Resting in our natural state,
as both feeble form and vast space,
mood and mode, release and embrace,
we watch thought forms rise and abate,
soon doomed to die, for that’s their fate,
doing nothing steps we retrace,
back to heart...

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In the cave of our heart,
where no thought forms intrude,
let us conjure a verse,
impulsed by love divine,
with no need to rehearse.

In the cave of our heart, 
where love petals blossom,
hark the clap of thunder;
bliss reverberations,
gripping...

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The eye of our true self sees,
light flickers that never cease,
pouring in from pores of space,
as benedictions of grace.

Divine light that lights all lights
and bliss beats that heart delights,
hitherto unseen, now seen,
ushers wisdom which we...

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