Long Osmotic Poems
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1.19
“Just as a mirror exists
both within and without
the image reflected,
the Supreme Self exists
both within and without the body”
1.20
“Just as the same space exists
both within and without a jar,
the timeless, all-pervasive One
exists as Totality”
Our mandate
In stillness sedate
Is not knowledge vicarious
But direct knowing sagacious
It may be affirmed
As of our knowing confirmed
That He Himself in our heart resides
As well as in all space outside & inside
The knowing thus not by any doing
But by Divine grace the vision so bestowing
By a boundless loving osmotic percolation
Within & without form in our meditation
Our form has grid lines along which energy moves
No doubt wondrous as it pulsates through these grooves
Yet the heart centre alone is unfettered & free
For from therein God Himself graces us in continuity
(19-August-2019)
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Verse revisited on 23-October-2021
The starting point is to rest mind
Ego recedes, leaving thoughts behind
That that remains is a stillness continuum
Consciousness aglow at mind-body sensorium
Whereupon we meld with the bliss current
God’s boundless energy omnipresent
At the optimal time, touched by His hand
We become the oneness itself to understand
That God alone is, in-dwelling each form
He is the life as magnetic heat warm
Both void and manifestation, His essence
Our innate aliveness, in truth is but God’s presence
Clear truth known if we become a rippleless lake
When head-heart align with love, we awake
Our earth life purpose is then fulfilled
Bliss and wisdom within instilled
Love touch tender, leaves no hearts asunder
Fragrance enabling our souls expansion
Asks no questions; is itself the answer
An osmotic bliss throb percolation
Love begins, by softening attention
Aliveness innate, in playful caper
Embracing all, without hesitation
Love touch tender, leaves no hearts asunder
Devoid of anger, envy and slander
In and yet not within, life in motion
Magnetism divine, a benign thunder
Fragrance enabling our souls expansion
Love alone real, found in each vibration
Bridging chasms by power of prayer
The very purpose of Gods creation
Asks no questions; is itself the answer
Love rebinds, what the ego does sever
Let us make it our orientation
That never wavers, now and forever
An osmotic bliss throb percolation
Nestled thus in the void of cessation
The false falls away, layer by layer
Vibrant, healing light, our meditation
Bliss mist vapour, the divine vivifier
Love touch tender
26-April-2021
In my brain, a neon butterfly flickers hysterically,
Drawing with antennae of light the map of an unknown city.
Its streets are pulsing veins, the buildings - vertebrae of crystal,
And in the squares, wax statues weep tears of mercury.
I wander through this labyrinth of consciousness, where each step
Is a syllable from the universal poem that binds us, you and I,
Two solitary neurons in a cosmic synapse,
Bathed in the amniotic fluid of art that births us anew.
I look through multicolored cellophane windows and see
How reality melts like ice cream in the sun,
Dripping into the open mouth of metaphor, sweet and bitter,
Nourishing the embryo of the dream growing in the womb of imagination.
My words are mechanical butterflies buzzing in your ear,
Laying eggs of meanings in the corners of your mind,
And from these chrysalides of thoughts will emerge
Idea-birds that will fly to the sky of our shared understanding.
In this universe of paper and ink, we are
Characters and authors, readers and books alike,
Rewriting each other's genetic codes of the soul,
Until the boundary between you and I becomes an osmotic membrane.
And then, in that moment of total fusion,
When art absorbs us into its galactic womb,
We become constellations of pure sensitivity,
Shining in the vast darkness of the creative void.
Stretching our inner silence, grazed by tender bliss touch divine
We sense the osmotic percolation of a heavenly perfume
Fragrance sublime, to which no label we may assign
Is the magic within, how our heart lotus blooms
Spherical cognition, fusion of our senses
As the twin heart lotus opens up petal by petal
In synchronous exuberance, unified presence dances
Whilst we graciously imbibe elixir of the divine bestowed miracle
Outer polarity of our mind body melds with nature during spring
Gently swaying flowers drawing us closer by magnetism
Mirrored by the heart lotus within, that bliss brings
Each node in form, an electrified sensorium
In between the two lotuses facing each other
We feel a steady purring energy exchange toroidal
On entering therein, vivified by an elixirous divine bliss shower
Teleported to boundless, climaxing joy ineffable that has no parallel
13-March-2021
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