Mode Poems - Poems about Mode

as a co-creator with God is not our pure intent enough to assimilate love and light in life’s turbulent seas so rough our ego having vaporised who is the dweller of our heart the presence that burns and yet yearns feeling all as one, none apart...

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ear lobes tingle perhaps an elder calls so we soften attention as the tumbler falls...

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No relaxation Must keep my distance from you I see flashbacks of your face You don't have me trapped Your comments I will ignore I'm safe from your delusions ...

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detached compassion employs no use of force observing how winds blow and rivers run their own course as a part of the landscape exuding fragrance of a rose suffused in divine bliss mists the monk remains in repose...

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poised in the bardo at the in-between stage we become God’s bliss flame that within our form does so rage...

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palms and feet radiate magnetic heat with the supple spine, a divine implant, making us feel from head to toe complete, the cosmic prayer, our breath by breath chant, correcting the stance of our ego’s slant that thus as we so become the bliss flame, our vaporised Self is left with no aim...

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hollowed out form is filled with bliss, bestowed by Divine Mother’s kiss, rapture unbound in our heart found, whence we exclaim, ‘we’re all of this!’...

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as life propels us along, with heart singing its own song, dream forms playing on a screen, reflects light of our soul’s sheen poised in stillness in each storm, emptiness being the norm, from a centreless fulcrum, throbs the soundless cosmic drum gong of Om all pervading, with light of Self unfading, the reality for us, in peace aboard God’s bliss bus...

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as yet haunted by dream images anchoring consciousness in the mundane in the waking state we dwell in heart to vanquish our subconscious mind insane empty of concepts, attention internalised silence our default orientation nonchalant to ripples that rise and subside we are poised in all time meditation...

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the Bindu point pulsates wherefrom soma nectar flows the pathways magnetism navigates a secret God alone knows we are but a receptor recipient of divine grace bliss pierces each body vector in mode release and embrace there is nothing to clarify about the slow motion burn wherein we see ego die here now in mind-body urn...

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Opportunities galore come our way but since ego has long since vaporised, we look at this seduction as mere play, having been by Holy Spirit baptised, no longer by illusions hypnotised. Life as impulsed unfolds all by itself, so we have no agenda in our shelf, more so since we’ve invoked bliss magnetism and have beheld in clear sight, light of Self, which...

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peace hums in stillness enlivening silence staid this is the new normal feeling bliss mists home made...

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with the staff of power illuminated a flame that surges forth from our very core dance of vibrance signals heart is elated as all nodes within form thus begin to soar the truth of Self within us so created osmotically penetrates every pore that eternal presence anchored in this form becomes the epicentre of God’s bliss storm...

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pausing inner flow within silence we osmotically penetrate the void imprinting therein our unique emote resplendent with God’s light unalloyed...

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recognising limitations of body-mind the vessel allotted for earth life we make do with the vehicle remaining always bliss rife our true Self is love and light cognised directly by eye of soul we let not this dream life impact us as we cheerfully fulfil our ordained role...

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