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ephemeral scope
a leathered novelty
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In the hidden realm, seeker of mysteries,
Where do you float, my boundless Origin?
Like a falling star, you bestowed upon me
A fragment of your essence, to give birth to me in depths...
But now, in the oppressive darkness of questions,
I wonder, was it out of love, punishment, or destiny?
I wander through the labyrinth of existence, lost in contemplation,
Feeling banished to the asylum of madness,
In the midst of an endless storm of events called life.
Here, where nothing finds respite,
And everything will be forgotten in the depths of oblivion.
Here, where appearances are but shadows of reality,
And reality hides its mystical truth.
In this place, where the beauty of illusion turns into truth,
And the cult of hope becomes imperative,
Conquering pain, masking suffering,
And quenching the burning thirst of the heart.
You, elusive being,
Master of my singular truth, I beseech thee,
Let your certainty enclose me in its cage.
With joy, I shall serve my sentence,
In rhythm with the boundaries of transcendence.
For what kind of freedom would it be,
Bound by the shadows of evil?
Blessed be your justice,
And above all, your mystical Grace.
Endowed with life are we- like flowers of
God's earth. We see His flowers in the field;
the God that fashioned them created us.
From seed to bud to ripened fruit we feel
the cycle shared together in the Plan
of His Creation, perfect and sublime.
Endowed with life are we- like creatures of
God's earth. We see His creatures of the wild;
we can relate to them, their inborn ways,
evolve as they in nature's outlined scheme-
of life and death, survival in between,
reflecting the sure balance of His Plan.
The flowers, animals- and us, are one,
constructed by His wisdom and His love.
But we, with innate souls, for certain are
more blessed and bonded to His plan. For He
has given us the gifts of Faith- with Hope,
and Love, to share unselfishly with all.
Special are we- as images of God!
October 12, 2022
Premiere Contest: Our Innate Magnetism
Sponsor: Unseeking Seeker
(Revision of a former poem posted 09/12/2015)
January 19 Scripture Meditations Based on Exodus 19-24
Key Verse – Exodus 19:4 Ye have seen what I did unto the Egyptians, and how I bare you on eagles' wings, and brought you unto myself.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR BEARING ME ON EAGLES’ WINGS
Thank You for bearing me, bringing me unto Your heart
To be a peculiar treasure unto You with my best part
And be the steward in Your kingdom of divine nature-rampart…
Help me obey Your voice and from Your covenant not to depart.
Thank You for bearing me, touching me with Your holiness
To be a redeemed saint in Your likeness
And be the child You want to be through Your righteousness…
Help me keep Your statutes with joyousness.
Thank You for bearing me, blessing me daily
To be a thankful receiver of Your benefits consistently
And be the follower of Your obedience-steps meekly…
Help me serve in Your ministry willingly.
Thank You for bearing me, providing me my every need
To be a devoted seeker of Your favour for my spiritual deed
And be the sower of Your Gospel seed…
Help me win souls as Your Word becomes my constant creed.
Thank You for bearing me, delivering me midst adversaries
To be a prudent warrior from sin-miseries
And be the winner over trials through Your power-victories…
Help me fight unrighteousness in defending faith-territories.
Thank You for bearing me, teaching me Your commandments
To be a diligent learner in searching for truths’ judgments
And be the disciple that cleaves to Your standard-requirements…
Help me do Your will according to Your testaments.
January 19, 2022
Nexus
Spinning on a sharp point of connectedness
Fulcrum pivots on micro pinpoints
A pilgrimage, a crux,
From oblivion to authentic choice –
Sharp point of indecision and a-ha –
A sliver of either or pierces the tipping point
In conundrums of balance
Sharp honesty, gilded with empathy,
Or
Thorny truths on turning points
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Intentional grace clothed in compassion
Or
Hard edges of exacting truth
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Merciful discretion
Or
Bleak transparency
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Authenticity
Or
Opaque imagery of the vague
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Sharp pinpoints of objectivity
Or
Honesty framed in love’s elixirs
As the waking soul of indecision
Stands on two feet in balance
To oscillate upon nexus pivot points
Of truth
Or
Discretion
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To seize wonder
Or
Tremble at the portal of the unknown
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Remain in the numbing coma of wakefulness
Or
Enter true blissful consciousness
That leaves footprints on the source of love.
3-7-22
Contest: Consciousness Fulcrum
Sponsor: Unseeking Seeker
Alone, I stand till pain returns;
The ocean’s waves rise near.
Its roaring drowns the world outside,
Yet cannot quell my tear.
Each day, my pain revives anew~
Afraid, alone, and lost.
The street, my home, my only friend,
A life devoid of cost.
My childhood swept away by winds;
Its echoes sound no more.
From deep within, regret still burns,
An ember at my core.
The days that sang are voiceless now,
Their light forever dim.
No joy, no laughter lingers here,
Just shadows, cold and grim.
Written for: Poetry Contests
The echo returns not
Contest Judged: 3/23/2025 7:20:00 PM
Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker
Placement: 1st
Search for me ! I’m somewhere on Gaia
jumping timelines in azure release
planet raising consciousness, sublime
showers of pearlescent raindrops fall
traversing freely through dimensions
await phenomenal gifts bequeathed
as you plug into immortal bond
Search for me ? I’m inside of you, Heart !
There is tug of war between inside and out
map of my wondering mind invites you
I anchor your sensuousness whilst traversing
playful and scientific is my explorations
All your external quests leads you into my core
answers lie in our pulses held by the ALL
search for me inside telepathic waves
quantum is our eternal entanglement
Search for me from chaos to coherence
moving through tides of metal and fire
feel your rhythm in my veins all knotted
let go of outcomes as you Search for me
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{Contest : Repetition works when done right :
First Two Stanzas entered into Contest :
Placed 3rd : Sponsor : Nette Onclaud
6.1.26
syllable checked : howmanysyllables.com
9x8}
Line of Enquiry
“Of the fact we are alive, we are sure
All else scriptures say, may or may not be
So presence vibrant, heart pure and demure
As formless awareness we become free” Unseeking Seeker
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Diverse ways are tried to attain the sky,
Some chant the Holy Names hours after hours,
With heart filled with milk of love for the High,
Gifting incense, offerings and flowers.
Some try to reach heavens through open doors,
Treading the halls of stone where candles glow,
Kneeling in respect upon the cold floor,
To receive the words that learned voices know.
Some seek the divine far from halls of stone,
Not in the thunder of a holy sound,
But strolling amidst nature they have known,
In the gentle grace rising from the ground.
Some seek light in kindness and compassion,
Lending a helping hand to those in need,
Elevating deprived souls, their passion,
As saintly Mother Theresa, indeed.
Others, like sages, seek sparks in woods wild,
At the feet of trees that reach for the sky,
Pondering for years and years in exile
And catch glimpse of truth in airwaves that fly.
Still, others sit in rooms of quiet grey,
Silence holding a mirror to the soul,
And let the busy world just drift away,
Waiting until the broken parts are whole.
They search the inner self for sacred signs,
A gentle mercy, flowing like a stream,
And feel a thread that links with the divine,
As they lie in quietude of a dream.
Oft they eye an inner light shining bright,
That leads them to their divine destiny,
Guiding them to the path that`s ever bright,
At the sparkling edge of infinity.
There is no single path to trace the way,
The light is fractured like in a prism glass,
It finds the seeker at the end of day
And brushes through the blades of meadow grass.
So, let`s look in the mirror of our gaze,
Or heed the hum inside the inner deep,
For God is found in many hidden ways,
In what we sow and what we strive to keep.
Let us keep God`s search simple and subtle,
In line with ways that fit our inner self.
Aligned with means that meet our own mettle,
To quench the thirst for evolving ourselves.
It’s not each of us,
It’s not every one of us,
It's all of us,
We are all linked as one,
Connected as one if we will.
Our bodies are the divisions,
Our minds, the barriers,
Our thoughts, the obstructions,
Our fears, the hindrance,
Our heartstrings, the weaknesses.
If the walls around our
consciousness can be pulled down,
The barricades around our
thoughts can be thrown away,
We will experience the world’s non-duality.
It’s an energy that can be strengthened,
It’s a force that can be amplified,
It’s a path that can be uncluttered,
We need to understand its potential,
We need to learn to harness its force.
August 13, 2022.
Non-dual Awareness Poetry Contest,
Unseeking Seeker.
Sparrow song
Window ledge dawn;
Sparkling sunlight
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Dry gusty breeze
Bamboo leaves rustle;
Moongate courtyard
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Young lovers glide
Zest greets romance;
Sensuous future
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Old man limping
His poodle hops around;
Smiles all around
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Chinese martial artist
Sword and spear dance;
Deadly symmetry
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Food court flavours
Hungry appetites prowl;
Meal time persuasions
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This old couple
Share a meal;
Lovers eyes greet
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Jade prayer beads
A personal rosary;
Sacred journeys
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Long queue winding
Banking momentum;
New currency notes
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Leon Enriquez
01 March 2015
Singapore