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As stillness deepens, the false falls away
Dormant nodes within, slowly awaken
To the music divine, we gently sway
Magnetic bliss rapture within heightens
In thought rested stillness, worries lighten
Recognising life to be but a play
Ever joyful, with ego forsaken
As stillness deepens, the false falls away
Feeling life throb, in this vessel of clay
We forge with divine, a deep liaison
Seeking love for love alone, we thus pray
Dormant nodes within, slowly awaken
The here and now, our garden of Eden
Voice of conscience, we devoutly obey
Love in our heart and on our lips amen
To the music divine, we gently sway
Bliss in permanence, is now here to stay
In stillness, we watch our aura brighten
Ignition renewal, teasing replay
Magnetic bliss rapture within heightens
As we colour life, with the love crayon
God taking care of our fate anyway
We be to become, a divine beacon
With the love pulsation, as our mainstay
As stillness deepens
10-February-2021
"Time is the thief you cannot banish."
Phyllis Mc Ginley, Writer, 1905 - 1978
if you cannot beat them join the crowd of armed unkind robbers
otherwise you end up with identity fraud at the hands of the thugs
instead rule and divide the hourglass one step at every moment
synchronize what must be said and done and count the rewards
an imposed time machine is a wicked illusion and criminal offence
pick your own pockets calm rapid paces and speed up your apathy
turning tides do not steal pebbles from beaches
the sun never asks where her rays have gone to
moons follow their path without wondering when
a waterfall keeps its composure even when falling
cancel direct debit to people who don’t care for you
standing orders are not written in hard grafted stone
debts can be cleared and overdrafts countervailed
the only mortgage you have is to live to your tempo
a bit of rhythm helps when the pendulum swings backwards and forth
rhymes a chime for when the final bell takes its toll as the coffin lies vacant
if you have not filled it with meaning before permanence rests in the grave
a time sheet spread out over nothingness infringes upon the tick tock of joy
imposters can try as hard as they want to steel your dial
will try to bend all the hands of fortune magic and fate but
destiny comes from the springs rewound at every dawn
vacant echoes will be enriched with challenging meter
when the ultimate curtain unveils to your own applause
as the poachers admit defeat and fall on swift swords
feel free to mock burglars and mischievous muggers
a dead man’s pockets are full of victory’s memories
10th November 2020
MY FUTURE SELF
My future days are as a grey thickening mist
I refuse to countenance them and will resist
Life’s mill is slowing now with no more grist
I am told to live for today, whilst it may last
Nor breathe deep on the oxygen of the past
No longer who I was, I will be who I will be
I am, after all, just one of many mere mortals
Even fantasise about stepping through portals
Imagining an amused ferryman as he chortles
I cannot believe in any weird alternate future
With any link to permanence held by a suture
And tomorrow is a barred gate, don’t you see
Some seeking a different prospect to entertain
May, in their mind, hope they are not insane
But perhaps it’s just like a worm in their brain
Yet reality can offer only a very cold shoulder
That is pushed further back as one gets older
Past present and future, we will have all three
Godot had been waiting for a penultimate eternity
he had been sitting on a gossamer of misperception
like the epitome of Rodin’s thinker falling into sleep
he had to admit that the Gordian knot had opened
but only to tie the rope around his stretched neck
maybe he had not read the script carefully enough
if the mountain does not reach out for the prophet
he had to move and flee from the surreal scene
a bit incensed by the change of overpowering shift
when he tied his legendary suspense to the scaffold
the trap door opened a whole new and brave world
finally he had arrived at the portal of permanence
02nd August 2020
my mind is at sea tonight
my eyes are intentionally red from previous exposure to expired chlorine
i sink and omit all hints of solidified effort
this is the way i think of you without completely freefalling past caution yellow
my mind is at sea tonight
every fiber of my skin is sliced in honor of honoring your honor in all honesty
i levitate in a state of devastating deflation and let the chip fell where they may
this is the way i think of you without completely freefalling past caution yellow
my mind is at sea tonight
i am temporarily blind in a unified front of backdoor permanence
i gravitate towards the thoroughly emerging blackout caused my capsized currents ransacked radiance
this is the way i think of you without completely freefalling past caution yellow
someone asked and so we revealed
112 meditations that heart be healed
essentially there are three categories
to these beautiful meditation stories
and as of inclination we can so choose
stillness resonating as of soul’s muse
the first part deals with divine energy
bringing head and heart into synergy
that kundalini, chi or Holy Spirit may rise
bliss in permanence being offered prize
wherein we imbibe wisdom from heaven
through and within in-form chakras seven
the next sections urge us to choose silence
we rest in awareness sans thought violence
becoming empty within, our ego recedes
residual will we hold onto, doership concedes
nonchalant to outcomes, free from desire
fears too disappear and our soul is all afire
in the third level, we completely disappear
sense of separation ends, we feel God appear
we behold our true Self as God’s living light
ineffable peace in within, gift of clear sight
bilocating between crystallised form and space
each breath we take partakes of God’s grace
I am aching wave
wrapped exquisitely
in spinel-warm strength
of you, my numero uno ~
the raven-winged wind,
as mind muses and melts
into the secretive sea
of the heart’s throb
for you ~ O selfless soul-flame,
my reason to reawaken
the ruby-rose reassurance
through restlessness,
holding the ardent
heat around my heart,
pulling my pulse patiently
to save me from sinking
into siren's streams…
I long to float forever ~
fearlessly falling in love
with the dripping citrine drops
glazing the pensive purity
of my purple paragon,
listening to limerence
as tides twirl and tango
around your toned torso,
breathing on the tip
of turning time ~
as we are engrossed
in an ethereal dream
where masculinity is moved
by the feathers of femininity ~
darkness drowns within
golden tears of gloaming
while yin yearns to ebb with yang,
pulsing amidst
paradoxical urges...
d e v o t i o n
is neither dusk nor dawn,
but the singing silhouette
beneath swirling serenity ~
the seraphic sight
of the wind wedding the wave,
painting primal passion ~
a picturesque polarity,
pressed into
the stoic palms
of patronal permanence ~
dissolving the inescapable distance
between darkness
and divinity
allowing nuances of nature
to culminate
in the calming cadence
that softens despair’s depth
like evening blush ~
a sparkling kiss
skimming zealous water...
The orange globe hung over the horizon ready to hand over the torch
To a waxing moon ready to watch over the cycle of disbelief and hope
An epilogue to old beginnings and fresh start to the calm of the evening
Ripples embraced the shore line of silent surrender in quiet composure
The bathers had taken their sunburn home for shower lotion and memories
Ice cream vendors had packed up their stalls for another season of soothing
Surf boards and wet suits were stored with striped loungers and parasols
Turrets gatehouses and drawbridges looked over moats for tides to resolve
Arrow slits had a last glance of dissolving rays onto solid keep’s sake
Inner wall curtain walls harbouring the chapel succumbed to imminent rise
Embattled prayers found places in souls and illusions of permanence
Stars mingled with comets on the canvass of ways milking the future
When the floodgates opened Tim only had a short stroll to his beach hut
Another night of solitude waited for sweet dreams and whirls of sands
Bursting forth of will potential
When cauldron of love overflows
Makes kinetic bliss miracle
Joyous essence of presence glows
Space-time screen displays life contrast
Polarities orbit the heart
In hypnotic trance, die is cast
Delusion driving souls apart
Each entity as God-essence
Seeks to reclaim it’s past glory
Conscience as voice of innocence
Attempts to script, it’s love story
Mind-body has it’s agenda
Narrow views and self-centred stance
Thus life simple, now enigma
Looking at other forms askance
Joy transience versus permanence
Once cognised by discerning mind
Light no longer pays fear penance
Leaving fleeting desires behind
Soul enters void of cessation
The world external fades away
Each life breath, then celebration
As tranquil heart, ceases to sway
One that became two, one again
Head-heart aligned, does not resist
In-form consciousness, cleansed of stain
As ordained, becomes a bliss mist
23-November-2021
Wafting fragrance of love pollination
Grace in-pours by magnetic resonance
Heightened is rapture, without cessation
Rainbow within, our self-luminescence
Presence nestles into inner silence
Each node within, dancing with elation
Bliss burrowing deep, awakes innocence
Wafting fragrance of love pollination
Peacocks tail-spread, alluring seduction
Cobras too entwine, in hypnotic dance
Koel’s mate call, enthralling sensation
Grace in-pours by magnetic resonance
Part of delusion, form sheds appearance
Each manifestation, a vibration
When head-heart aligned, with love in parlance
Heightened is rapture, without cessation
Sound of one hand clapping, hearts gyration
Our vaporised self, in inner balance
Melds with universe and all creation
Rainbow within, our self-luminescence
Awaken hermit, subtle sentience
Vibrant cessation, our prayer station
Divine love the fulcrum, the quintessence
Bliss in permanence, Gods benediction
Wafting fragrance
06-May-2021