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Narrow mind, struggling to join all the dots
Thus missing out on the larger picture
Spiralling about in ego thought slots
Mind body, feeble soul caricature
An instrument to navigate earth life
Why then allow, it to be our teacher
Immersed here, in world of struggle and strife
We find ourselves swamped in limitation
Feeling each pain, cutting heart with a knife
Freedom in this simple recognition
That we are not limited mind body
This simple truth, known in meditation
Negating thus, feral thought forms shoddy
We bring head and heart into alignment
Feeling bliss throb within, slow and steady
Seek not, oh hermit, any attainment
Vaporise ego; rest in contentment
30-January-2021
(syllabic Terza Rima)
“Where mind and speech can utter nothing, how can there be instruction by a teacher? To the teacher-ever united with Brahman, who has said these words, the homogeneous Truth shines out.”
We cannot use mind to transcend the mind,
so in silence, our presence self-aware,
doing nothing becomes divine aligned
and with mind of God does seamlessly pair,
revealing light of Self, stark clear and bare.
Even prior to manifestation,
pulsating in the womb of creation,
we see everything as a oneness field
and as such there is no separation,
save in dreams birthed by power God does wield.
Given the truth, of what use is prayer,
which assumes that God is at a distance,
negating His presence that’s everywhere?
Our meditation offers resistance,
being but mind’s dogmatic insistence.
Simply by resting in blissful repose,
we don’t attain yet we metamorphose,
going beyond space-time as living light
and as in time our heart’s magnetism grows,
upon ego death we secure clear sight.
limited by sense perception
hemmed in by labels, mind defines
though we seem caged in space and time
we can yet transcend these confines
negating everything begin
affirming we’re not body-mind
we are the Self, dwelling within
God’s living light, loving and kind
yet what this Self is, we know not
so shift from thinking to feeling
invoking divine magnetism
imbibing bliss beats appealing
with the bliss current permanent
humming within by day and night
nodes within stir, boundaries blur
we then see we are living light
as the Self of which sages speak
in continual renewal
beyond space-time, dwelling in peace
we transcend this earth realm dual
Self recognised, nothing is gained
first we did not know, now we do
though we are complete, we yet seek
elixir of love, each hue new
May 4 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on 1Chronicles 10-11
Key Verse – 1Chronicles 10:13 So Saul died for his transgression which he committed against the LORD, even against the word of the LORD, which he kept not, and also for asking counsel of one that had a familiar spirit, to enquire of it.
HEART THAT REPENTS IN TRANSGRESSING AGAINST THE LORD
Our heart repents in transgressing against the Lord…
While clinging to His might
Upon His power of majestic delight…
Against intoxicating filthiness, obnoxious in His sight
From weakening sinfulness toward His righteous light.
Our heart repents in transgressing against the Lord…
While listening to His gracious voice
Upon His calling that vanquishes humanistic noise
Against alluring vanities of arrogant, yet shaky poise
From tempting worldliness toward His holiness’ choice.
Our heart repents in transgressing against the Lord…
While cleaving to His strengthening
Upon His omnipotence of heavenly investment-shining
Against crashing laziness along slothfulness’ pining
From debilitating idleness toward His diligent service-refining.
Our heart repents in transgressing against the Lord…
While lingering in His favour
Upon His compassion of kindness of generous sharing endeavour
Against poisoning hatred full of bitterness’ savour
From condemning failure toward His loving care’s fervour.
Our heart repents in transgressing against the Lord…
While crying for His deliverance
Upon His security-help of truth-endurance
Against troubling adversities and vexing doubt-provoked ignorance
From deceiving adversaries toward His triumphant assurance.
Our heart repents in transgressing against the Lord…
While longing for His forgiveness
Upon His mercy of patience and gentle graciousness
Against provoking transgressions caused by iniquities’ perverseness
From discouraging guiltiness toward His complete pardon’s goodness.
Our heart repents in transgressing against the Lord…
While learning from His Word for faithful stewardship
Upon His truth of service and ministry partnership
Against criticizing comments that undermine our discipleship
From negating oppositions toward His compassionate fellowship.
May 4, 2026
“No matter how low we fall, God holds our hand ~
All’s enabled, if this truth we understand”
~ quote by poet
Both Adam and Eve were tempted
To eat the forbidden fruit
Perhaps their fall could be preempted
If they weren't so resolute
To take the devil's route
Let us together attempt to reconstruct
This metaphorical tale
Why did Adam and Eve self-destruct
Drinking not from the holy grail
Thus their soul growth derail
Eating the apple brought about shame
Of their naked body
Aroused lower mind no doubt to blame
Making them a limited somebody
Entertaining thoughts shoddy
Made in God's image man was complete
Essence of divine light
From head to toe at all times bliss replete
Temptation became the blight
Denuding spherical sight
Male and female being our polarities within
Apple representing animal lust
Negating God's love and light the original sin
Succumbing to ego cravings unjust
Thus doomed to ensoul organic dust
The serpent is our ego; the devil in disguise
Cajoling man to act on his own
Indulging in desires, stifling soul's bliss rise
Head over heart, love dethrone
A dark destiny, we now bemoan
Fortunately, we can reverse the error made
Simply by giving love a nod
We then enter God's heavenly blissful glade
Tip toeing into heart unshod
By His boundless grace overawed
15-February-2023
Writing Challenge -F Words poetry contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
On the question of destiny and free will,
though life as impulsed will unfold as ordained,
feeling influx of grace, which God does instil,
our consciousness expands, from thought forms unchained,
whence the love dove perches on soul’s window sill,
revealing the light of Self, pure and unstained.
Spirit in form is here for a brief sojourn,
imbibing benign bliss burns in body urn.
When debts of love are repaid, in bliss we wade,
impacted no longer by the quirks of fate,
our non-judgmental eye assigning no grade,
knowing tempests that rise, will in time abate,
path of the heart offering bliss readymade,
propelling our presence straight through heaven’s gate.
Free will is the manner in which we respond,
choice of purity, forging with God a bond.
Contemplating, to whom does destiny come
and who is the doer, who seemingly acts,
in tranquil silence, betwixt bliss beat’s soft hum,
noticing how nodes within forge loving pacts,
aligned to the cadence of the cosmic drum,
whence negating the ego, since it reacts,
we see we’re not form but the life force itself,
recognised clearly as the light of our Self.
"The streams are my veins."
God search begin, by choosing quietude;
All that remains, is consciousness aware.
With bliss mists ethereal, heart’s imbued,
As love in love with love, with love does pair.
Our form’s forged from earth, water, fire and air,
Enslaved by lower mind, whose thinking’s crude,
Enmeshing our soul in thought spirals snare.
God search begin, by choosing quietude.
Thus, mind no longer to illusions glued,
We set to rest ego spawned thought form snare,
Negating fears and desires that intrude;
All that remains, is consciousness aware.
Stream of liquid light, pure beyond compare,
Nectar of God, makes rapturous our mood,
Wherein innocently choosing to dare,
With bliss mists ethereal, heart’s imbued.
Moment to moment, bliss beats are renewed,
With God Himself, in heart taking the chair,
That we imbibe His grace with gratitude,
As love in love with love, with love does pair.
We meld with the flow, with nary a care,
Stopping to conquer, soul gains altitude,
Beginning with love, a lifelong affaire.
Stream of bliss vivifies our solitude:
God search begin!
03-August-2022
HMS, Rhymezone, PS Grammar
Let Your Muse Be Inspired - R Form Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Breathing, sentient and aware
Encased in feeble organic form
Soul presence yet feels confined
In bondage to fears and desires
Discontent with the ephemeral
Yearning for joy in permanence
But knowing not how to proceed
Gift of life once boon, now bane
Earth's rotation, sunrise, sunset
Beauteous moon in the night sky
Ebb and flow of tides, seasons
God's creation, sacred geometry
Signalling there is order in chaos
As above, so below, we presume
Why then is our heart discontent
We hear invisible space chuckling
Discarding all that that's transient
We plunge headlong into the void
Negating doership, belief, knowing
Abiding in thought rested stillness
In gratitude for this too is by grace
Enabling our free will to so choose
To be quiet, restful, in tranquil calm
The universe disappears but we are
Awareness, self-aware, a bliss hum
Entwined with soft white living light
Self-existent, luminous, omnipresent
Within which the world is contained
By the vital life force of God Himself
Which we too are as we so become
One with God, as His luminescence
Truly a blessing, to imbibe this truth
12-November-2022
Best Blessing Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Regina McIntosh
The guru’s welcome address
asks his students to suppress
lust and tread gently on earth,
faith-filled heart bubbling with mirth.
We cannot say we agree,
since we’d rather roam carefree,
mood and mode, embrace-release,
garnering the truth with ease.
Instead of suppressing lust,
steering heart towards deeds just,
doing thus, standing erect,
we do as God does direct.
There’s no shortcut, walk the talk
and before fear forms don’t balk,
simply purifying heart,
God-search in silence jump start.
As for faith as blind belief,
how can we turn a new leaf,
until we are touched by grace
and we see God face to face?
Of course negating desire,
ignites our heart’s sacred fire,
thus the Buddha’s middle way,
perhaps may make earth life play.
Holy books do seek to teach,
just as weary pastors preach,
so we listen and reflect,
which boxes need to be checked.
To get to deep wisdom that transcends mind,
first plot coordinates of reference,
aware that we’re floundering about blind,
having accorded ego preference.
Shallow and narrow is our sense of pride,
dwelling in the shadows, knowing not light,
negating conscience that resides inside,
with fear of freedom, deepening our plight.
We know not who we are and yet we strive,
deludedly clinging to wisps of straw,
hoping against hope that somehow we’ll thrive,
granting no time for our cold heart to thaw.
On realising we’re lost in life’s maze,
surrendering, we turn inward our gaze.
Surrendering, we turn inward our gaze,
relinquishing each conditioned belief
and playfully in void of silence laze,
thus effortlessly turning a new leaf.
No object in view, we too disappear,
whereupon all that is, is throb of bliss,
signalling clearly that as God draws near,
we feel no fear in the darkest abyss.
Upon exiting our meditation,
we find ourself back in life’s lucid dream
but now our quest is soul’s liberation,
free from thought fetters that endlessly stream.
Love and light lightens the load on our chest.
We plunge into the void; God search our quest.
We plunge into the void; God search our quest,
for which in truth, we’re a mere receptor,
abiding in stillness, thought forms at rest,
as God implants in spine His love spectre.
This staff of magnetism of which we speak,
ignites head to toe, our mind-body shell,
whereupon dancing with bliss cheek to cheek,
gong of truth sounds to ego, its death knell.
With ego shorn, we become the twice born,
being simply awareness self-aware,
each breath ushering a new blissful morn,
as we fly wingless with nary a care.
God asks of us to be loving and kind,
to get to deep wisdom that transcends mind.